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Zhou Si's attitude towards Cheng Yi's illness is not like Wei Xun's attitude towards Cheng Yi.

At Wei Xun's place, it was Cheng Yi who said he would take some medicine, and Wei Xun bought the medicine; at Zhou Si's place, he entered Cheng Yi's house under the banner of delivering food, and saw the pale face lying on the tatami. After the person, Zhou Si's face was ashen, and he dragged Cheng Yilian to the hospital with a look of embarrassment.

After much tossing, big and small, finally when night fell, Cheng Yi, who was lying there infused with anti-inflammatory fluid, had a mouthful of hot porridge - Zhou Si just bought it downstairs.

Zhou Si was carrying porridge to feed Cheng Yi, but Cheng Yi stopped him.It was enough to make Cheng Yi blush when he explained his condition before, and he still had to be fed in public...

"Mr. Zhou, I, the left hand and right hand of the infusion can still be eaten by myself... It's not that weak, it means you were too fierce that night." Cheng Yi kicked the ball over.

Zhou Si reluctantly handed the spoon to Cheng Yi, with the words "very worried" still written in his eyes.

"The doctor said, you stayed up all night and our night, what kind of excessiveness caused you to be so mentally ill. You, don't rely on me, Cheng Yiyi?" Zhou Si sat next to him, his eyes were a little hidden favor.

Cheng Yi pretended not to understand: "Huh? This porridge is so hot."

"I said I'll blow it off," Zhou Si said while stretching out his hand, Cheng Yi gave him a glance, and slowly withdrew his hand, "If you don't blow it off, don't blow it off, then tell me, what night did you stay up? Didn’t you say you’d resign and come back for retirement?”

Cheng Yi's gaze stayed on his bowl of colorless white porridge: "Eat for a living, earn some extra money. Otherwise, what will I do for the elderly?"

"I'll take care of you!"

Cheng turned his head and looked at the smiling person beside him.There was a strong friendship in those smiling eyes, thicker than the dark clouds outside the house, and it fell heavily on Cheng Yi's heart along with those old things.

"What if I don't have a job after finishing my graduate studies?"

"I'll take care of you!"

What I said at that time could only be regarded as a joke, it was true and arrogant, and it always sounded a bit like a joke that could not be taken seriously.

But now, Cheng Yi looked at the slightly raised corners of his eyes, as if he had a well-thought-out determination, a true and steady promise, making Cheng Yi dare not look away, afraid that he would be sorry for his solemnity.

However, such solemnity, now, in the mouth of a married man, seems a bit ridiculous.

Zhou Si stared at Cheng Yi, under his tired eyes, he warned: "It's not good to stay up late, you should stay up late."

Cheng Yi was pulled away by Zhou Si's words: "Eldest brother, don't talk about second brother!"

Zhou Si tilted his head and reacted for a while: "Who do you want to be your brother?"

It was late at night and the entire outpatient infusion room was extremely quiet, making Cheng Yi's low smile magnified countless times, and it rang in Zhou Si's ears: "My ID card is three days older than yours, Zhou Si."

Zhou Si looked at Cheng dumbly for a second or two, put down his knocked Erlang legs, took out his mobile phone and went out to make a call, asking the driver to come to the hospital to pick up Cheng Yi who had finished the infusion and went home.

Not long after arriving at Cheng's family, Zhou Si waited for Rongrong's call before waiting for the signal from Cheng Yi to chase him away.

At that time, he was busy helping Cheng Yi pack up the takeaway, and when Cheng Yi said it was Rongrong's call, he asked Cheng Yi to turn on the speakerphone.

As soon as the child's milky voice was connected, it couldn't wait to echo in Cheng Yi's room: "Dad! Can you go home tonight with Rong Rong!?"

"En." Zhou Si threw the things into the trash can, walked over, and asked not too gently, "What's wrong?"

Probably Zhou Si's tone was not that patient, which made Rong Rong's voice fade away a lot: "Dad, are you busy?"

"A little bit," Zhou Si glanced at Cheng Yi who was slowly walking to the bathroom, and he quickly picked up his phone to follow, "Your Uncle Yi Yi is sick, and he is watching him."

Cheng Yi didn't expect that he would become Zhou Si's shield, he raised his finger sideways and pointed at Zhou Si, with a sense of warning.

Zhou Si awkwardly raised his hand to hold Cheng Yi's outstretched hand, wrapped Cheng Yi's warning in his palm, his eyes froze.

After the two made small movements, he heard the little girl's voice: "Ah? Is Uncle Yiyi here?"

"Yeah. Uncle Yiyi just got the injection."

Hearing the words of the little girl here was terrified, as if she felt the same for Cheng Yi's injection: "Injection! The injection hurts so much! Then give Uncle a whimper! Every time Aunt Yanyan gives Rongrong a whimper, Rongrong will It doesn’t hurt anymore. Rong Rong can also give Uncle Hu Hu.”

After finishing speaking, the little girl "called" the receiver seriously on the other end of the phone: "Uncle, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Only then did Cheng Yi speak, with a tenderness that Zhou Si had never felt before: "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, Rongrong is really amazing! Thank you Rongrong."

The little girl shook her head contentedly on the other side: "Dad, remember to buy candy for uncle to make uncle happy! Mom will bring back many bottles every time she sees the doctor and gets an injection. Mom said that there is a bottle for mom medicine, and then she pointed to the same bottle and said it was Mommy’s candy.”

A little uneasiness flashed through Zhou Si's heart after hearing this, but he didn't grasp the uneasiness, and just asked subconsciously: "What medicine? What kind of sugar?"

The little girl thought about it seriously this time: "I don't know, my mother said it was my mother's candy, not Rongrong's candy, and Rongrong was not allowed to eat it; Rongrong wanted to eat it, but her mother said it was medicine, not candy. Know."

Now it's not just Zhou Si who feels something is wrong, even Cheng Yi can hear something abnormal.

As soon as the two looked at each other, the little girl suddenly said in surprise: "Ah!"

"What's the matter, little Rongrong?" Cheng Yi spoke first this time.

"Rongrong can't say it! Mom said she couldn't tell Dad..." The little girl's voice became softer as she spoke.

Cheng Yi coaxed the little girl dumbfounded: "Your father is not listening, only uncle is listening now, it's okay."

"The uncle wants to tell Dad that Rongrong's birthday is coming, and Rongrong wants to see him and her mother..." The little girl became aggrieved as she spoke, her voice trembling, as if she was sobbing on the other end of the microphone, "Rongrong's birthday wish for this year I don’t want to spend my birthday with my friends anymore, I want to spend it with my mother and father.”

Cheng Yi looked at Zhou Si after listening, but Zhou Si looked away.

For the first time, Cheng Yi's eyes couldn't catch up with Zhou Xiang's.

Zhou Si fell silent on the phone, making the little girl think that she had said something wrong, but she seemed to have gotten used to it, so when she spoke again, the disappointment in her tone was not as heavy as Cheng Yi imagined.

"No, let me change my wish. I think Dad can read storybooks to Rongrong. I want my uncle's illness to recover soon. I want to eat Rongrong's birthday cake. I think..." The little girl is still a child, no matter how kind she is. She still couldn't help being wronged, and her crying voice spread to Cheng Yi's room, as if the whole room was filled with her grievances, "I still want to see my mother. Rong Rong hasn't seen her mother for a long time, today I am happy Huan's mother and father have all gone to pick up Huanhuan from school... woo woo woo."

Zhou Si is actually not very good at coaxing people, especially children, he doesn't have much patience with others except for Cheng Yi, and he even finds it annoying to hear children crying.But Cheng Yi is different, he has been very patient.

He comforted the little girl on the other end of the phone. After comforting for a while, he even pulled Zhou Si to agree.

"Your father said to read you a storybook all night on your birthday."

"Really? Can you sleep with Rongrong? Other children can have their father tell stories, and their father will send them to school. Rongrong also wants to."

Cheng Yichong blinked at Zhou Si, and nodded to show him.

Zhou Si coldly choked out two words: "Okay."

It took the two of them a long time to hang up the little girl's phone.

Cheng Yi took advantage of Zhou Si's idle time to hang up the cell phone and closed the door of the toilet, shutting Zhou Si out of the door as well.

"Hey, Cheng Yi. What are you doing?"

"I, go to the toilet. Go home if you have nothing to do." Standing in the toilet, Cheng Yi looked at the tube of anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the doctor, frowned, and tried to apply the medicine himself, when he heard Zhou Si talking The outside said: "Come back later, I will put the medicine on you, and I will go home again. Isn't the medicine to be applied there? Where is the medicine?"

When Cheng Yi heard it, his hands trembled: "No need."

How dare he ask Zhou Si to give him medicine, in case the gun goes off again, others must not explain it here?

"Did you take the medicine into the toilet? You come out and I'll apply it to you. I promise, only the medicine."

Zhou Si stood outside the toilet door and twisted the lock in vain. Seeing that Cheng Yi ignored him, he reluctantly opened his mouth.

"Cheng Yi, it's not easy to paint with your hands, I'll paint it for you, soon, I'll leave after painting, okay?"

Cheng Yi dubiously washed the medicine off his hands with water, opened the door and faced the person outside the door: "You, just apply the medicine."

"Well, just apply the medicine." Zhou Si reached out to take Cheng Yi's ointment, and led the person into the house.

As for what Rongrong just mentioned, both of them suppressed it tacitly.

On the one hand, it is not easy for Cheng Yi to intervene in Zhou Si's family affairs; on the other hand, he is not a lover in the end, so he has to deal with it, and Cheng Yi is also number one in Zhou Si's order.

From beginning to end, always.

"Hey, take it easy!"

"Understood, don't move around, Cheng Yiyi."

……

After Zhou Si finished dealing with Cheng Yi's trauma, he was still on his bed and said that he didn't want to drive the night train. He insisted on staying with Cheng's family for a night, and then he made an international long-distance call to Rong Rong's mother when he went to work in the morning.

"Hey."

"Little wildflowers."

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