After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

Song Jin'an lived in the courtyard for two days, and he got better slowly.He hadn't been sick for a long time, and this time the illness really came like a mountain and went away like a thread.

The longer he stayed in the hospital, the more uncomfortable he became. He was still not used to the smell of disinfectant.

On the third morning, after eating breakfast, he complained that he wanted to go home and live, and he didn't want to be in the hospital anymore.Fu Chengwang frowned in disbelief, saying that it was convenient to be in the hospital, and that he could be treated at any time if he had any problems.

Song Jin'an pursed his lips and confronted Fu Chengwang silently.

Seeing this, the doctor was extremely troubled.

Do you listen to the boss or the wife?It was rumored in the outside world that the boss is a strict wives and very afraid of his wife, so he must have followed his wife in advance.

He thought about it for a moment, and said, "Boss Fu, in fact, Mr. Song's current condition is no different in the hospital than at home. Maybe he will recover faster in the familiar environment after returning home."

Another doctor echoed: "Yes, yes, Mr. Song has been recovering slowly in the past two days, and the environmental problem may be the biggest reason."

They nodded together, saying that it was really just an environmental problem, not their medical skills.

If it was in ancient times, Fu would always be the emperor, and his wife would be the queen with only one person in the harem, and they would be unlucky imperial physicians.

If there was a slight problem, the emperor felt that their medical skills were not good enough, so he pulled them down and beheaded every minute.

The fat doctor wearing glasses was frightened by his brain power, and hurriedly said: "Slave... Weichen..."

His companion looked at him as if he was mentally retarded. Fortunately, the two masters were looking at each other and didn't notice his foolishness.

He cleared his throat and said in embarrassment: "I suggest that Mr. Song should go home to rest first."

Fu Chengwang was silent for a moment, looked at Song Jin'an's stubborn look, and compromised: "Pack up your things."

Song Jin'an laughed immediately, and stretched out his arms: "Brother, hug—" As soon as his milky voice came out, Fu Chengwang immediately raised the corners of his mouth, bent down and hugged his lover in his arms.

Onlookers: Really panic...

Song Jin'an looked at Fu Chengwang helping him pack his things, his eyes were still black, and he sighed slowly in his heart.

It's not that he has to be ignorant and go home, but Fu Chengwang hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past two days. He always wakes up in the middle of the night to check on his condition, and then he never fell asleep again.

In the past two days, people have been haggard.Song Jin'an thought, it would be much better if he went home, and Fu Chengwang could also sleep peacefully and have a good night's sleep.

After arriving home, Song Jin'an was stuffed into the bed by Fu Chengwang, fruit and hot water were always kept nearby, and the tablet was also standing there for Song Jin'an to watch TV.

Fu Chengwang sat next to him and worked, so that he could keep an eye on Song Jin'an's condition.

The boat was exhausted, and Song Jin'an was about to fall asleep after watching for a while, and he closed his eyes and didn't forget to pull Fu Chengwang into the bed.

"Husband sleeps too, I want you to hug me before I sleep." Song Jin'an acted like a baby naturally.

Fu Chengwang could only follow him, as soon as he took off his coat, he quickly lifted the quilt and went in to lie down, for fear that a little bit of cold wind would rush in.

Song Jin'an nestled in his arms, and his body temperature was still a little high.Both physical cooling and drug cooling have been done, but there is still some fever. Fu Chengwang is really worried about getting old.

Song Jin'an was struck by sleepiness, lack of energy, and muttered: "Husband, you can't let go of me until I wake up, you sleep with me."

Fu Chengwang said in a low voice: "Okay..."

Song Jin'an felt that he was really self-willed today, thanks to Fu Chengwang who had been coaxing him patiently.

The temperature in the room was moderate, Song Jin'an was still sweating a little while sleeping, but he still clung to Fu Chengwang's arms.

He subconsciously wanted to find a place where he felt safe, and the safest place in his heart was Fu Chengwang's embrace.

Before they knew it, both of them fell asleep.Maybe it was really in a familiar environment, Song Jin'an didn't feel so uncomfortable this time, and the feeling of nasal congestion was much better.

Fu Chengwang also relaxed physically and mentally for a while, and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already midnight. Song Jin'an squinted his eyes in the dark and looked at Fu Chengwang who was still sleeping soundly, and finally smiled warmly.

As expected, Fu Chengwang finally got a good night's sleep after returning home.He closed his eyes and decided to take another sleep, as if it was to accompany Fu Chengwang.

The weather is getting warmer, but Song Jin'an's illness has not improved, and he has repeated fever from time to time.

Fu Chengwang was really anxious and his mouth was foaming. These days, he was nestled in the room all day, and it was Fu Chengwang who ran up and down to take care of him, and Fu Chengwang was also doing the watering of the flowers and vegetables.

Ning Feiran learned that the teacher was sick, so he came to see him every day after school. Xiang Heduan and Yang Xunli both got the news from their grandfather and bought things to visit him.

Only Zhang Sichen, slumped in the brightly lit piano room, watched the video of Song Jinan playing the piano over and over again.

He knew very clearly that he didn't like or admire Song Jin'an, he just wanted to get close to him and steal a little inspiration, but now Song Jin'an didn't want to get close to him, he didn't even have the courage to visit Song Jin'an alone.

It was his grandfather who took him with him when he went with those old guys. He hid behind the crowd and looked at Song Jin'an secretly and longingly.Looking at his gentle smile, like the sound of a mountain spring, it was a great god who inspired him.

The Fu family also made an appointment to see Song Jin'an. Fu Chengwang has been busy with reception these days, his face is getting darker and darker.

Especially Fu Jingyi, relying on his young age, cried in Song Jin'an's arms, saying that Song Jin'an's illness made him feel more uncomfortable than his own illness.

Fu Chengwang's eyebrows were so wrinkled that a fly could be crushed to death, but seeing Song Jin'an smiling so happily, he had no choice but to turn around and leave.

When the Fu family left, Fu Jingyi deliberately ran up to Fu Chengwang and left an extremely arrogant sentence.

"I like your daughter-in-law! Remember to close your windows!" Under the shocked eyes of everyone, he added, "Or come and climb the windows in the middle of the night!"

Seeing that Fu Chengwang's face was getting more and more stinky, Fu Jingyi quickly ran away with his head in his arms.

"Fu Jingyi! You fucking—"

"What's wrong, brother?" Song Jin'an's doubtful voice came from behind him, and Fu Chengwang changed his face instantly, and turned around with a smile, "Why is the baby up? It's cold outside."