The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

"Doctor Mu? Aren't you on a business trip abroad? Why are you back?"

The passing nurse recognized Mu Qingting at a glance, stopped and looked at him in surprise for a while.

Dr. Mu is usually very delicate when he works in the hospital. He is the hero of the nurses in the hospital without messing up his hair all day long, but today he seems to have fallen into the mortal world.

Big slippers, big pants and a white shirt, the shiny diamond earrings on the ears are not worn, the hair is also messy, and there is even a layer of blue-gray stubble on the chin.

If it weren't for the two years of working together, Mu Qingting's face is so impressive that the nurses would hardly recognize him.

"Eh..." Mu Qingting was stunned for a while, then rubbed his hair and smiled, "I also have a twin brother."

Before the nurse could react, Mu Qingting left quickly.

I was in a hurry to go out just now, and I didn't have time to clean up. My image will be completely ruined this time.

Song Zhixu is his disaster star, and he will be unlucky if he meets him.

On the other side, Song Zhixu hugged Lin Ran and found an empty ward. The ward was next to Mu Qingting's office. This was a high-end single ward. Unless the hospital was full, this ward would always be vacant. , Song Zhixu usually comes here when he comes to the hospital, so Mu Qingting will find out after a while.

He walked to the side of the hospital bed and wanted to put Lin Ran on it, but Lin Ran leaned in his arms and wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, so he could only sit on the bed by himself and let Lin Ran Leaning in his arms.

After sitting firmly on the bed, Lin Ran raised his head from his arms with a small white face, and said in a weak voice.

"Song Zhixu, do you want to give Ranran some candy?"

Song Zhixu frowned slightly, not quite understanding what he meant.

"What sugar?"

"Glucose." Lin Ran blinked.

He heard Mu Qingting tell Song Zhixu just now.

Song Zhixu opened his mouth, but still didn't explain to him.

Lin Ran probably hadn't been hooked before, so he didn't know that there was a difference between the glucose infused and the glucose eaten.

He was afraid that if he told Lin Ran that he would be given an injection now, Lin Ran would be scared, so he might as well wait for Mu Qingting to come and let him see for himself.

"I'll buy you candy when you get out of the hospital." Song Zhixu was silent for a while, but only said lightly.

Lin Ran's eyes lit up, and he said "hmm" happily, and after a while, he tentatively asked, "Can I buy that candy in the morning?"

Song Zhixu thought of the white rabbit toffee Mu Qingting gave him, and nodded slightly.

As long as Lin Ran likes it, he doesn't care what kind of candy it is.

"Song Zhixu, you are so kind, but I like you." Lin Ran leaned back against Song Zhixu's chest a little bit weakly.

Although he is more comfortable now than before, his head is still a little dizzy.

Song Zhixu looked down at Lin Ran's pale face and didn't speak.

Not long after, Mu Qingting came over with the medicine and the needle, pushed open the door, hung the glucose drip bottle on a high shelf, and inserted the needle for Lin Ran to stick in his hand.

Lin Ran thought that there was sugar to eat, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Qingting down the liquid in the infusion tube, and flicked the thin needle lightly, and a drop of water was ejected with his movements .

"Ah~" Lin Ran exclaimed in shock, and shrank back into Song Zhixu's arms, clutching his clothes tightly and trembling, his voice seemed to tremble too, "Don't, don't be Zha Ranran, Song Zhixu I know, but I'm afraid."

"This...you didn't tell him just now?" Mu Qingting froze with the needle in his hand.

Song Zhixu shook his head, he didn't know how to tell Lin Ran.

After a while, he still patted Lin Ran in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Of course, you're sick, and you'll feel better after getting an injection. After the injection, I'll go buy candy with you."

Hearing Song Zhixu's words, Lin Ran raised his head from his arms, looked at Song Zhixu for a while, then bit his lip and nodded.

He was still afraid of needles, but if Song Zhixu wanted him to be stabbed, he would not resist. He was afraid that Song Zhixu would hate him and would reject him.

Mu Qingting didn't expect Song Zhixu's words to be so effective. He asked Song Zhixu to hold Lin Ran's hand, and then quickly plunged the needle into the back of Lin Ran's hand, fixed it with tape after piercing, and adjusted the flow rate.

Lin Ran's cheek was always buried in Song Zhixu's arms. The moment the needle pierced his flesh, his whole body tensed up, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

He buried himself in Song Zhixu's arms, sobbing softly.

I don't know if it's because the small body in his arms is too fragile, or because his clothes are wet with Lin Ran's tears, but Song Zhixu actually feels stuffy and distressed.

The young man who looked at him with bright smiling eyes just now and carefully begged for sweets from him will cry in his arms...

Lin Ran didn't sleep much last night and was not feeling well, so she fell asleep while leaning against Song Zhixu's arms and crying.

Song Zhixu carefully put him on the bed, his eyes fell on his red eye sockets and eyelashes wet with tears and paused for a while, then turned to Mu Qingting, who turned to the side, and said in a low voice.

"He...is malnourished and acclimatized, what should we pay attention to?"

"There are... a lot." Mu Qingting sighed, "I really don't know how this poor little fool lived before. This is the first time I have seen a 20-year-old young man with poor health. In this way, the body can’t even bear more meat.”

Song Zhixu pursed his lips and waited for him to continue.

Mu Qingting sighed, then continued.

"He probably ate poorly and had no nutrition before, but he has supplemented too much with you in the past two days, so his stomach can't stand it. You need to supplement nutrition for him in the future, but you have to do it step by step. He is now If this body eats a few more bites of meat, the stomach may not be able to bear it, so pay extra attention.”

Song Zhixu nodded, and then asked Mu Qingting to make a nutritional recipe for Lin Ran.

After Mu Qingting left, Song Zhixu had been sitting by the bed and guarding Lin Ran.

Lin Ran slept until the glucose was hung up, and he woke up from the pain when Mu Qingting pulled out the needle for him.

Opening his eyes, Song Zhixu pressed the needle hole in his hand for him, and Mu Qingting had already put away the infusion tube.

Lin Ran lay on the bed for a while before realizing what was going on, and with a pitiful face, he leaned over to rub against Song Zhixu, and called his name in a soft voice.

Song Zhixu waited until the pinhole in Lin Ran's hand stopped bleeding, then threw away the cotton swab he was holding, and reached out to touch the top of Lin Ran's hair.

"Didn't you say you want candy? Get up, and I'll go buy it with you."

Lin Ran was like a child, no matter how uncomfortable he was just now, when it came to buying him candy, he forgot about it.

After Song Zhixu finished speaking, he immediately got up from the bed and slid to the floor, put on his shoes, and stood next to Song Zhixu again.

"Song Zhixu, go buy sugar."