That 1 his waist protruded

In the month after he was discharged from the hospital, he went back to the hospital to see Ayu once a week, and was "checked for homework". Now he has almost recovered.

Because of braking before, I was told to do muscle strength exercises, and Ayu had to check the progress of the exercises every time.

Then Ayu came to a conclusion: "You said you have reached your original level? This is too weak. Go back and continue practicing, but you don't need to come to the hospital. I will check your homework next time I see you."

I:"……"

"Exercising is good for you." Ayu added, "The exhaustion after exercise may also improve your mood a little bit."

I bit my lip and asked in a low voice: "Brother, I have something to ask you. Do you know why I have no sexual desire at all now? It may be a bit straightforward to say so, and I am embarrassed to ask the doctor, probably I haven't thought about it at all for the past six months...it's not in line with my rules."

After a pause, I made a little guess: "Is this caused by the illness? Or... have you done too much before?"

Ayu laughed, as if the prank succeeded: "When you take the medicine, you will enter the sage time, which is basically the same. It's not a clear side effect. After all, it doesn't really affect the physiological function, it's just that you don't want to. That’s it, so it’s not explicitly listed.”

My face was hot, and I felt ashamed.I am also very embarrassed to ask such a question!

Why is he so frank!Are all medical students such beasts!He spoke too seriously, as if he was explaining an academic problem, as long as he focused on the problem itself, he didn't need to think too much.It feels the same tone as when he answered my explanation of "Ba La".

Ayu rubbed my hair, "Your hair is long, go and cut it, even if you want to keep it, you have to trim it. Your hair is so lush, it's really enviable."

I also laughed, "Studying medicine makes people lose their hair?"

Ayu nodded with a smile, and said in a serious tone: "That's right. At that time, my teacher was a poor man with thin hair when he was in his 40s. The teacher was a lady, and he couldn't shave his bald head like a certain male teacher." From self-defeating to solve problems."

I burst out laughing.

Ayu tilted his head, "Are you happy? It seems that your mental state is better. Go back and have a good meal. Even if you don't come for follow-up visits in the future, you can still get together when you have time."

I feel like he's talking to a child, and he does call me a child sometimes.

If only he was the elder brother who grew up with me.

When I came back from the follow-up visit, Yan Chaoling and the others hadn't finished class yet.I was the only one in the dormitory, and I looked at other people's desks in a daze and curiosity.

Qian Yi's snacks, Tang Hongxi's idle books, and Yan Chaoling's tidy desk with a small pot of prickly pears. Everyone's place has distinct characteristics.

When Yan Chaoling helped me move the dormitory, he also helped me restore my desktop.My ceramic piggy bank, my bottles and jars of skin care products, and even the neatly stacked textbooks on the shelves are all in order. I don't know how he did it.

In fact, I haven't used those skin care products for a long time. I've been a lot lazy since I got sick.

When I was browsing the takeaway and thinking about lunch, Yan Chaoling and the others came back.Yan Chaoling and Qian Yi held stacks of courier boxes each, and put them on the ground at the door to start unpacking them.

There is a cutting board in the east, and an induction cooker in the west. A pot is made here, and a small rice cooker is pulled out there, which is too rich.

Tang Hongxi didn't come back with them, so I asked, "Where's Tang Hongxi?"

Qian Yi chuckled, "The third child has gone grocery shopping."

Before I came, they followed the more traditional method of "according to age" and ranked the first, second, and third.And when I came here, I became a "little four".

"Are you going to cook by yourself?"

Qian Yi seemed to be rushing to answer, and explained in a series: "Hey, the boss said that he wanted to cook by himself, and the two of us felt that this thing would become the common property of the entire dormitory in the end, and the boss must not be responsible for it alone, right? We thought about doing it together.”

Yan Chaoling patted him, "You're the one who talks too much."

Qian Yi hid a little far away from Yan Chaoling, and then continued: "The third brother said, we can eat whatever we want, the boss must have specially prepared it for the fourth, and wants to cook for the fourth."

Yan Chaoling glared at him.

I laughed and said to Qian Yi: "You and Tang Hongxi, you two seem to be brainless and unhappy."

I changed the subject, not daring to think too much about Yan Chaoling's kindness to me.

Qian Yi waved his hand, "What are you talking about, second brother and third brother."

Yan Chaoling snorted, "It's only because of your kindness."

Qian Yi responded with a smile: "I have nothing to be embarrassed about."

Tang Hongxi was more than just grocery shopping.

When he came back, he was still carrying rice, noodles, oil and food, which could weigh twenty to thirty catties, striding like a meteor, and lifting weights as if they were light—maybe he really felt light, but I felt heavy because I didn’t have the strength.

I turned around and looked at him and asked, "The third brother is back?"

Tang Hongxi put down his things and pushed his glasses, "What's the matter? Did Qian Xiaoyi say something stupid again?"

I didn't really dare to make trouble in front of sensible people, so I nodded happily, "He said he asked me to call me the second brother and the third brother."

"He probably has an itchy skin, and Yan Chaoling should have taught him a lesson." Tang Hongxi concluded in the tone of a parent picking up a skinny child.

I burst out laughing.

Qian Yi interjected: "Xiao Si said you are unhappy."

Tang Hongxi asked back: "Then you are brainless?"

Yan Chaoling also laughed.

Tang Hongxi picked up the things he bought and asked, "What are you going to do tonight?"

Qian Yi snapped his fingers and started reporting the names of the dishes: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose, stewed salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower belly..."

Tang Hongxi walked over and slapped him on the face, "No problem, you can do it yourself."

They got into a fight, and Yan Chaoling came over and asked me, "Is pimple soup okay?"

I nodded.

I now feel that I am willing to try anything he does.But there's one thing I can't pretend I don't know—

"How much did you spend on your purchases? I should pay for it too."

Yan Chaoling waved his hand, "Not much."

I insisted, "I can't take advantage of you."

Yan Chaoling made a concession: "That's fine, I'll do the math later."

Tang Hongxi looked back here. I am more sensitive to sight, so I looked back immediately.Tang Hongxi smiled and nodded to me.

What do you mean?

Although it shows that white people are easy to handle, if I am not as "understanding" as the other party, this matter will not be easy to handle.I couldn't figure out what he knew, what he was implying me.Or nothing, I think too much?