old man feeding rules

From the moment Song Yuzhi entered the operating room, Jiang Xun sat on the bench at the door and stared at the red light showing "in operation" in a daze. He didn't even understand the frantic pop-up messages in the detachment group, and the phone vibrated non-stop in his palm. But he couldn't feel the hustle and bustle from afar.

His hands were cold, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his palms. The screen of his mobile phone was wet, and the flickering handwriting was also blurred by the water vapor.

The hospital... This is one of the places he least wants to enter.The last time he appeared in this cold building filled with the pungent potion smell and the haze of death was when he woke up from a long sleep.

There are countless heroic spirits who closed their eyes with him, but he was the only one who was lucky enough to return to the human world in the end.

...that was a wound he could never heal.

Now that he is covering up his hidden pain and stepping into this critical point that straddles yin and yang again, he can't help but wonder if there were people who were eagerly looking forward to his return... No, he was not the one who was pinned on from the beginning to the end, but In the end, only he carried the fiery belief, passed through the burning purgatory, and returned to the world again.

He was the least expected one, but he survived.

Jiang Xun bent down, buried his head between his knees, and covered his ears, coveting the silence for this moment.

Doctors and patients in the hospital are always coming and going in a hurry, and no one will notice that this man, who is trapped in memories and almost drowned, is struggling hard on the verge of losing control.

"...Brother...Brother Punishment, Brother Punishment!"

Jiang Xun suddenly came back to his senses, only to see Song Yuzhi with a bandage on his head calling his name loudly. He opened his mouth to answer, but was forced to lift his chin. A nurse stuffed cold cotton balls into his nose, and his ears It was hard for him to hear the unreal and noisy voices because of the humming, he could only feel a sweet and fishy hot current rushing down the throat to the depths of his body.

"It may be that the heating in the courtyard is too hot, and the nosebleed is caused by dry weather. It's not a big deal. But it's best to observe it. If the bleeding doesn't stop or you have frequent symptoms of bleeding, it's recommended to seek medical attention in time."

The female nurse politely reminded Song Yuzhi, helped him down and sat down for a while, looking at Jiang Xun who looked even more dazed than him, it was funny and helpless, "Who is the one who came for the operation? Patients who have been given anesthesia still faint first."

Song Yuzhi sighed, but was delighted at the nurse's words "family members", pinched Jiang Xun's thin chin, and brought the man who was out of his mind back to his senses.

"……how is the situation?"

"It's not serious. After two stitches, the stitches can be removed after a few days of recovery. Don't worry."

The nurse hesitated to speak: "But..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yuzhi let go of his hand in a very appropriate way, leaned on Jiang Xun's shoulder and fell asleep with a crooked body.

The latter pinched his nose and reacted for a long time before he realized that the kid was dizzy from the medicine, so he tentatively pinched his cheek, but sure enough... there was no reaction at all.

Jiang Xun rubbed his sore nose, took out the cotton ball full of blood, and thanked the nurse. It was because he was dizzy and out of his wits that he didn't understand the deep meaning of the other party covering his mouth for fun, and hugged Song Yuzhi in a daze For a moment, it was a comfort to him for being hurt and suffering.

"Well, Miss Nurse, please tell me how my brother is doing. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Now the nurse couldn't hold back any longer, she covered her face with a folder, her shoulders trembled with laughter, and finally she could hold it back, revealing a pair of watery eyes filled with tears, "You...you should pay attention to rest, exercise properly, Do not overwork. The wound should not be wet, and it must be wiped and disinfected with iodophor or alcohol every day, and the surrounding area of ​​the wound should be taken care of. If there is redness, swelling and infection, seek medical treatment in time."

"Such a serious injury, don't you need to be hospitalized? Why don't you check it out again and try to send it to the brain department for consultation with some experts?"

The nurse was so amused by his words that she was out of breath and squatted on the ground laughing until she slapped her knees. It had to be an experienced head nurse to sign the form.

On the way back, Jiang Xun hugged Song Yuzhi horizontally, complaining one after another in his heart.

"This kid didn't do it on purpose, did he?" Jiang Xun thought to himself.

Whether the injury was mild or not, the hospital refused to accept anyone because of the tight bed space, which caused him to give it to a man for the first time in the princess hug.

But this kind of nonsense is fine if you think about it. Even an old man with a poisonous tongue like Jiang Xun is too embarrassed to say it. After all, Song Yu just blocked Feng Jianjun's stick for him, and he should have a promise. human attitude.

He placed Song Yuzhi in the back seat of the Range Rover and patted his face, but the man didn't respond, and he could only give up asking where this kid lived.

On the other hand, Song Yu is just the richest young master in Yanxi City. As a senior, he didn't take good care of that man. How could he have the face to send him home to face his father who has won many battles in the business world?With Song Junshan's behavior style, why not kill him alive and stick him in the yard as a spectacle?

Taking all factors into consideration, Jiang Xun felt that it was safest to bring Song Yuzhi back to his home, which meant destroying the corpse and destroying the traces. He sneaked all the way home and copied the path back home. It was not until he entered the house that he began to think about a very serious problem. ——

"Where should this kid sleep?"

Jiang Xun is used to living alone. When he was a student, he rented a single room of only 30 square meters with a meager part-time salary. He kept his private life in check. Not long after entering the system, something happened to his family, and a huge inheritance suddenly fell from the sky. Jiang Xun had no intention of wronging himself , I bought a single-family villa in a high-end residential area in Yanling District. Although the quality of life has been improved, I don’t intend to share this glory and wealth with others. Occasionally, Qin Shu and Lu Kuang will come to him to fool around and drink. I fell asleep hastily on the heavy wool blanket, and there were no vacant guest rooms in the huge house.

In other words, if Song Yuzhi couldn't sleep on Pengpeng and Aunt Yun's bed, there were only two options for Jiang Xun's own bedroom and the sofa in the living room.

Although the leather sofa is spacious and soft, sometimes even Jiang Xun himself is too lazy to change his clothes when he comes home in the middle of the night, and he can sleep until dawn when he falls on it. , I took a big step on the road to ruin. Thinking of this, there is no suspense about Song Yuzhi's residence.

Before entering the door, Jiang Xun even turned over his collar and smelled him from top to bottom. After two days and one night of hard work, Song Yuzhi didn't have any peculiar smell on his body, and there was a cool mint fragrance, which was great. It alleviated his physical and mental discomfort to a certain extent, and he praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's much cleaner than that kid Lu Kuang, and he can cook it in the pot after washing ashes."

He sent the unconscious Young Master Song to the bedroom, threw him on the soft armchair, and began to unbutton his clothes.

Song Yuzhi is worthy of being the No. [-] son of Yanxi. Even on the first day of reporting to the city bureau, he wore a slim and extremely aggressive black shirt under his police uniform, cropped trousers to set off his straight and slender legs, and a pair of Chelsea boots , The four words "gentle scum" are vividly expressed.

From a certain point of view, this approach can be regarded as professional. Usually criminal police don’t wear police uniforms in a serious manner. Unable to open his mouth to scold him, he could only say a word without pain or itching: "A beast in clothes..."

He repeatedly asked himself in his heart: "Why does Lao Tzu hug and hug a man and take off his clothes?"

"Mouth dislikes honesty" refers to Vice Captain Jiang. He took off Song Yuzhi's blood-stained clothes layer by layer like peeling an onion. He didn't want him to get on his bed so naked, so he could only take a big step back with anger. She put her pajamas on him and pushed him onto the bed with her backhand.

After a while, Jiang Xun, who was stewing double-skin milk in the kitchen, began to doubt his life: "So the one less stick is actually a loss, a blood loss..."

When Aunt Yun didn't see her at five o'clock to pick Pengpeng home, Jiang Xun remembered that today was the day of kindergarten camping activities. Pengpeng, who has always been bad at expressing her feelings, was looking forward to this day. She packed her schoolbag early. Holding his hand, he faltered and said something that others could not understand.

Jiang Xun knew that she wanted him to accompany her.

He also remembered that he had promised to accompany her, but the sudden case disrupted all his plans.

...This is the first time he has missed appointments.

Jiang Xun pushed open the door of Pengpeng's bedroom, looking at the framed photos of siblings hanging all over the wall, he felt more and more guilty.

He caressed Pengpeng's happy smile under the glass frame, wishing she could hate him and be less dependent on him... In this way, he would be willing to let her leave his side to receive better treatment.

Family love is really an emotion that is hard to let go, but what is also hard to let go is...

Jiang Xun rubbed his forehead and heart, turned around and went to the bathroom, put a pool of hot water on his body, finally took off the shirt that had been soaked in cold sweat countless times, dipped a towel in warm water, and wiped every inch of his skin.

The wound in his abdomen was so painful that he was gasping for air, constantly urging him to tighten his nerves and face any possible changes at any time.

The murder scene with a strong sense of ritual, the staff who declined to cooperate with the investigation, the suspect who was in the same place as the deceased, the daughter of the deceased whose whereabouts were suspicious, and the philistine landlord who was witnessed appearing at the scene...

All kinds of clues are missing a crucial link that connects them together. In three hours, the suspect will be released. If no breakthrough is found, the case will be deadlocked.

Jiang Xun raised his head, and with his fingertips, simply drew the relationship diagram of the case on the steamy bathroom glass, thinking deeply about the deep relationship.

He connected the deceased, Lan Ling, and Feng Jianjun with triangular lines, staring at the water vapor clustered into water droplets, which slowly slid down under the action of gravity, and fell into the stagnant water on the ground, making an ethereal sound, and his chaotic thoughts suddenly came to light cheerful.

He rushed out of the bathroom, took out his mobile phone wrapped in dirty clothes, and quickly dialed a number.

"Captain Zhou, help me make an appointment with the homeroom teacher of the deceased's daughter, Lan Ling."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

Thanks to Princess Jin's cute fan for donating a grenade, thank you for feeding! !