black velvet

squeak--

With the sudden stop of the electric motorcycle, the sharp brakes and Chu Yaochao's loud confession resounded through the gate of the hospital.

In the silence of Wan Lai, the security master, who was dozing on the steps, jumped up from his chair tremblingly, grabbed the anti-riot baton around his waist, and shouted at the two of them, "Who? Who's chasing you?!"

Yu Xiangrong: "..."

Chu Yao: "..."

oh my god.

kill him.

What the hell kind of social death scene is this? !

puff.

Just when the three eyes met in embarrassment, Yu Xiangrong, who was always serious, was the first to not collapse.

I don't know which laughing nerve this scene poked at him, his tall and strong body trembled slightly sullenly, and let out a low laugh.

Chu Yao was still holding the person, so he felt it immediately.

Embarrassed and angry, he simply hit the man's back with his forehead.

a moment.

"Hate it! What are you laughing at!"

The voice from the mask was soft and depressed, "Why do weird things always happen when I meet you?!"

Either he was drunk and got into the wrong car, or someone tried to take advantage of him in the alley.

It's alright now, I've met even the ugliest and most embarrassing appearance, and I don't know how different he is from this person!

"Ah."

Yu Xiangrong recalled the several encounters between the two, and rarely followed Chu Yao's words, "It's quite strange."

And tonight, in such a strange night that he couldn't sleep.

He also strangely went to a place he had only been to once, and sent a strange boy to the hospital.

And then even received a strange confession.

The whole thing is still weird.

But what's even more strange is that Yu Xiangrong found that he didn't even feel bored at all.

On the contrary, his heart was light, and even the look on his face was much more relaxed than in the daytime.

——Although ordinary people still can't tell from his unsmiling face.

"Hey, I said."

Uncle Security, who was awakened by the two, couldn't help but yawned and asked.

"Are you two still seeing a doctor?"

Yu Xiangrong nodded: "Yes. Where is the emergency room?"

"Go forward, to the north." The security uncle pointed to the building not far away, and instructed, "You guys park your car in the parking lot next to it first, you can't park at the door."

"Okay, thank you."

Chu Yaoshe died and didn't want to see anyone, so he was still buried on the man's back.Yu Xiangrong twisted the handlebar and rode slowly to the parking lot before letting the people behind him get off.

And behind the two of them, the voice of Uncle Security can still be vaguely heard.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the current young couples are all blah!"

"I don't know what to do, I went to the emergency room in the middle of the night! Hey!"

As if lamenting the decline of the world, his tone was particularly angry.

"……puff."

This time it was Chu Yao's turn to smile.

He leaned on the man's back and laughed wildly, "Hey, boyfriend, do you hear me, what are you doing?"

Yu Xiangrong felt an itch spreading from the tailbone of the person behind him to his back. He straightened his back quickly and stepped off the car seat.

"Don't talk nonsense."

He lowered his head to lock the car, and stared at the wheel for a while before moving up to look at the people in the back seat.

"Does your stomach hurt anymore?"

Chu Yao was stumped by his question, and his exposed eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.

"Ouch!"

He covered his stomach and complained aggrievedly, "Can't you not mention it?"

"As soon as I mentioned it and thought about it, it hurt again!"

Yu Xiangrong helped him down, and walked forward without looking sideways.

"If it hurts, go see a doctor."

"Acute gastritis."

"I'll prescribe some medicine first. After you go to the pharmacy to get it, observe it for two hours before leaving."

In the consulting room, after asking about Chu Yao's symptoms, the young doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses lowered his head to write down the medical records on the computer.

"Can't you just leave after the medicine is prescribed?"

Chu Yao asked with a frown.

The doctor raised his face, which was also mostly covered by the mask, and asked coolly.

"Did you throw up?"

Chu Yao shook his head, "No."

"Did you have a bowel movement?"

Chu Yao shook his head faster, "No."

"So I'll let you observe."

It should be an angel in white, but Chu Yao felt that the doctor's words were more ruthless and cold than the devil.

"Under normal circumstances, if you have symptoms like this, you will experience vomiting or diarrhea."

"Personally, I suggest you stay until tomorrow morning to have a routine blood and stool routine."

"Otherwise, if there is a reaction on the way back."

"It's not very easy to operate."

"??!"

Chu Yao couldn't help but clenched her fists tightly.

As an exquisite hot girl, how could she scurry and scurry on the way home? !

Ah!

Hate!

Just thinking about it, his whole body is about to die physically!

"Thank you doctor."

Yu Xiangrong was a little funny when he saw Chu Yao sitting there like a little goldfish bulging his eyes at the doctor.

He seemed to be able to guess what this "Miss Chu" was thinking about again, so Yu Xiangrong simply reached out and took the printed medical records, and then lifted the person in the seat up.

"Doctor, may I still open the ward now?"

"can."

The young doctor seemed to be researching some academic works, and he buried his head in the case again after the consultation.He didn't feel the killer eye ray delivered by a certain patient at all, he just pointed to the outside with a cold attitude, "Just go to the nurse's station and talk to the nurse."

"Who is it! Return the doctor?!"

"Does he look like a doctor saving lives?!"

"I look like a scythe Reaper who harvests patients!"

The narrow-minded sister Chu was pursing her lips and cursing all the way to get the medicine, and Yu Xiangrong followed behind him, very straight and silent.

"Still vomiting! Still having diarrhea!"

"I don't! Is there a problem?"

Yu Xiangrong passed by the public drinking fountain and took a cup of warm water.

He handed the medicine to Chu Yao again, trying to stop the boy from mumbling.

"Maybe he gave me the wrong treatment!"

Chu Yao took the medicine, and was still complaining, "He looks so young, and he hasn't worked for many years! Hmph, I won't be hospitalized, I..."

Gollum—

In the quiet hospital corridor, there was a sudden soft sound.

Originally, the surrounding air was only filled with the boy's coquettish and coquettish voices, but at this moment, there was a subtle and irresistible movement.

"Hey, it's better... to live in a hospital."

Yu Xiangrong tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but coughed lightly, and said.

"I'll take the medicine first."

"The toilet...is over there."