old man feeding rules

Leaving the city bureau, Song Yuzhi first called Shen Guan, told him that he was going to go out to work and might come back later, and asked him to prepare rations for Jiang Xun.

When the call came, the man was slumped on the bed, chanting weakly, "Hot pot barbecue steamed buns, rice noodle sushi tofu nao..." His mouth almost faded out.

Shen Guan, who has no conscience, is trying to piss him off on purpose. Even if he is so hungry that his chest is on his back, he still wants to show people food variety shows. When he heard that the soup is warming in the kitchen rice cooker, he jumped up, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Responding, he sucked a few pitiful chicken bones in the pot, and complained that the meat was tasteless.

Song Yuzhi listened on the other side and was angry: "I said, did you hear that? When it's time, feed Brother Xun something quickly. I'll go back and see him starve out a shameless thing that will definitely strangle you to death. You Don't eat it! What kind of doctor are you to steal food from the patient!"

"If you continue to scold me, if you continue to scold me, I will leave. If you ask me for help, you will not care about food or anything. Is there anyone you can handle like this!" Shen Guanzui was not idle, gnawing and cursing.

"Order takeaway when you're hungry, and I'll reimburse you."

"Takeaway is unhygienic, and I have diarrhea after eating."

"Eat the most expensive crab roe steamed buns, three drawers, okay? Don't be poor, to be serious, I may go back later, don't leave him hungry, don't keep pestering him to say something, He hasn't had a good rest lately, so you let him sleep more..."

Shen Guan let out a "bah", hung up the phone mercilessly, and expressed his dissatisfaction with a loud belch, only to find that the soup pot had bottomed out, leaving only a shallow layer of soup dregs floating with oily stars .

"It's over, it's broken..."

When Shen Guan came back, he only brought a cup of milky white liquid. Jiang Xing was really reluctant to admit that this thing was milk. It was obviously milk powder brewed with cold water. It is divided into layers, and the appearance is really not very good-looking.

"……what is this?"

"Milk, don't eat meat and soup all day long. The purine content is too high, which is not good for your health. I don't know how to cook, so just deal with it. He will definitely bring you something to eat when he comes back at night."

"Can a man in his 30s be full after drinking this stuff?"

"Don't make noise, this one is healthy."

Shen Guan felt guilty, knowing that talking too much would be wrong, so he might as well try to make him shut up first, so he poured Jiang Xun half a cup of clotted milk first.

Even though he is a genius in medicine, he really has no experience in taking care of people. Regardless of whether the other person is sitting or lying down, he just puts a cup into someone's mouth. open.

There was nothing he could do, so Shen Guan had no choice but to cut a section of infusion tube to use as a straw, and distracted him by talking while feeding.

"Hey, how did you meet the young master? I always thought that a man of asceticism like him, especially if he was a monk, must find a lady from a great family. Why... why did he end up on this path."

Jiang Xun rolled his eyes at him: "What a lady, I'm his boss, what do you think it is?"

"Don't pretend, I don't believe that you are innocent if he can take care of you personally, Young Master Song. Don't treat me as an outsider, tell me the truth, have you slept?"

Jiang Xun stared at him and said nothing, Shen Guan felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he didn't continue the topic, the two chatted for a while, he went out to answer the phone halfway, saying that he was in a hurry to leave for a few minutes, and would come back soon.

Jiang Xun had a severe fever, so he just fell asleep in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dark.

He was worried that his recovery at home would make Pengpeng worried, so he asked Aunt Yun to take her out to play for a while. These days, he thought he was used to a dead home, but he ignored the fact that there were people around him, at least every time he opened his eyes. It made him feel that this family is popular, so that he will feel very lonely when he sees such a bleak scene where he can't see his fingers.

Maybe it's because people who are sick always like to be sentimental. Jiang punished his stomach that was on fire stimulated by the medicine, feeling inexplicably sad, but if he could marry a wife and have a son and a half daughter, it wouldn't be the situation he is now.

He seemed to be able to see his desolate old age when he was paralyzed on the bed with no one under his knees.

If you don't ask for help at this time, you will be pissed off by yourself sooner or later. Holding the phone with difficulty, he squinted his eyes and flipped through the address book one by one. He stared at Qin Shu's name for a long time, and resisted typing out several times. impulse.

Ever since Chen Dongsheng was arrested, he hadn't seen Qin Shu again. In order to avoid suspicion, that person would not wander around in the detachment, and he was too busy to greet him at all. Qin Shu seemed to have visited him when he was hospitalized. He is still unconscious and doesn't have any impressions. It's not kind to only think of contact when he needs help from others.

More importantly, he felt that it was difficult for him to get up and open the door in his current state, so he needed a person with his own key to come to help. Although he didn't know how the boy surnamed Song got it on his own, but he was indeed the only one who could people who came.

Jiang Xun didn't realize that he was subconsciously making excuses for himself to ask Song Yuzhi for help. In fact, the property manager had the keys of all the residents. As long as he said hello in advance, anyone could enter his house.

He was so burned that his bones were almost disintegrated, but he didn't even have the strength to make another phone call. By the time he figured it out, the call had already been made.

He was in a hurry and pressed the hang up button before connecting, staring at the standby screen in a daze, thinking that he was a little ridiculously stupid, and he had fallen to the point of asking for help, so he pretended to be aloof, didn't he also enjoy the feeling of being taken care of ……

He persisted in thinking that he just liked this feeling, not only Song Yuzhi, but anyone else, even a nurse who had never met before, but looking at those three words, he felt ashamed and simply lost his phone. Cover your eyes and plan to sleep for a while.

Not long after, he received a call back from Song Yuzhi. The man's tone was a little anxious, "Hello, Brother Xun? How are you?"

"Fortunately."

"Listen to your voice, is the fever serious again? I'll go back right away."

"Drive slowly. When you're not performing official duties, no one will help you deal with tickets and other crap. Don't cause trouble. I'm not that serious. Don't worry."

"Brother Xun, tell me if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold back."

Jiang Xun smiled, and then said something that he couldn't say when he was sober, and he would definitely regret it when he thought about it later.

"I'm fine, I just... miss you a little."

He had a really bad fever, and even he himself felt numb. Thinking about what he said to a man, he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

Forget it, let's just treat him as insane, and no one will care about embarrassment...

"Brother Punishment? Why are you burning so badly, where is Shen Guan?"

When Song Yuzhi entered the door with a whole body of cold air, it was the time when Jiang Xun's fever was the worst, his whole body was cold and his limbs were weak, and he shrank back when he met him.

"Don't touch me... turn up the air conditioner, it's freezing."

The room with the 28-degree warm air turned on has become unbearably hot for ordinary people. If it continues to burn like this, something will happen sooner or later. Song Yu only wiped Jiang Xun's palms with alcohol, soaked a towel in ice water and put it on his forehead to cool him down until Jiang Xun's complexion improved, and he left the bedroom to call Shen Guan, who got connected with a roar.

"Is that how you take care of him! If I come back a little later, he will be over [-] degrees, can you save me some time!!"

"Yu Zhi."

The unexpected deep male voice extinguished Song Yuzhi's fire, "Brother?"

"Something happened to Shen Guan, watch out for your deputy team, this group is after him."

Song Yuzhi's heart trembled, "What?"

"Shen Guan was beaten, probably because he was not injured and hit the wrong person. They took his wallet and left. When I knew it, he had been lying in the alley for several hours. Now his Things are not going any better, don't blame him."

"Where are you."

"In my house, he is safe now. Don't worry, if you need help, you can ask your colleagues in the bureau for support. This case may not be that simple."

On the other end of the phone, Song Shensi gently brushed back the hair on the back of Shen Guan's head. A wound more than ten centimeters long was stitched up not long ago, and the anesthetic had just worn off, causing him to grin his teeth and scream in pain.

"Okay, stop howling, give another injection if it still hurts, don't scare people."

"I asked you, Song, do you have any conscience? I was raped for no reason. You didn't even say a word of concern, but you still spoke bad words to me. I was so stupid to call Give you a dog der..."

Song Shensi hung up the phone in a hurry, seemingly unaware that the call had caused Song Yuzhi's uneasiness.

The most likely reason why Shen Guan was attacked was that Jiang Xun's residence was under surveillance. The other party didn't know Jiang Xun, and mistakenly thought that Shen Guan who was going out was the one who attacked him. This also means that he was not guarded for a long time. After leaving, otherwise he should be the one who was beaten.

... Or there are two possibilities, either Shen Guan's enemies came to him, or the gang of grandsons knew him.

He would rather believe the former situation... Although I am a little sorry for Shen Guan.

When he came back, Jiang Xun was already sober, and the fever had not subsided, but his spirit was much better. Song Yu only cooked porridge and fed him a couple of mouthfuls, so he couldn't help asking about Shen Guan.

"He couldn't stay at home and went out to have fun, but you, why did you have such a bad fever?"

In fact, when he saw the milk powder scattered on the bedside table, Song Yuzhi understood most of it, but he didn't expect that Shen Guan, the grandson, could actually take care of his patients like this, and it was hard for him, after all, this person can't even take care of himself He has no ability, so after all, he is still to blame for being a reluctant person to help.

In the next few days, Song Yuzhi has been taking care of Jiang Xun every step of the way, being cautious and careful, even when he has to go back to the game, he is fully prepared.

Seeing that Jiang Xun was getting better day by day, and the matter of Shen Guan being beaten was gone, he slowly calmed down, and relaxed his vigilance like everyone else, thinking that Shen Guan had offended someone to get this sap.

The days of recuperating made Jiang Xun very depressed. He was a person who couldn't stay at home. Now that Pengpeng is gone, he faces a man who is six years younger than himself all day long, and has to endure it every day. The harassment of words and actions has almost reached the limit. Although Song Yuzhi can grasp the severity just right every time and click to the end, it is not a glorious thing to be molested by a hairy boy at his age. .

Every day he wanted to use the topic of the case to replace those useless nonsense, but Song Yuzhi never agreed with him, and he was not willing to discuss the case until his wound was removed.

"I went to Lan Zhenzhen's former residence that day, and found that the facilities there were rather old, and blood stains were found in several similar basements. Compared with the abnormality of Lan Ling's room, Lan Zhenzhen's residence was well-kept. Apparently, someone had cleaned it up, but Brother Qian still found the interlayer in the crack of the floor, and there was a small bag of □□ wrapped in paper, which is commonly known as —□□□.”

"This case also involves drugs?" Jiang Xun was shocked, and had a bold idea.

Song Yuzhi nodded, "It's quite a coincidence, the next morning when we found that bag of drugs, an anonymous package was delivered to the Municipal Bureau. Inside were several edited videos of the drug trade scene. Guess the main character in it who is it."

Looking into Jiang Xun's eyes, Song Yuzhi knew that he had a guess in his heart, and said with a "tsk", "Chen Dongsheng."

"This kid, it's really deep enough."

"Actually, I made another discovery that day. Lan Zhenzhen's house has been unoccupied for two years. The dust is so thick that I can't even find a footprint. I'm afraid Lan Ling, who lives next door, never went in. , such an almost abandoned basement with all the appliances turned off except for the router, which is strange."

Jiang Xun's eyes lit up, "What did you find?"

"It's not a big deal, but when I connected to his home LAN, I found that the password was a bit long."

Song Yuzhi picked up Jiang Xun's laptop, and entered a long sentence that looked like garbled English symbols and numbers into the browser in front of him, "