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

Song Zhixu looked down at the person on his lap.

Mingming's little head was so sleepy that he couldn't hold it up, and his eyes were still struggling to finish watching the cartoons on TV.

Song Zhixu raised his eyes and glanced at the yellow sponge running around on the TV, frowning slightly. He really didn't find it attractive enough to make Lin Ran reluctant to sleep.

In the end, seeing that Lin Ran couldn't hold it anymore, Song Zhixu stretched out his hand and pinched the flesh on his cheek with some amusement, and said.

"Of course, you slept late last night, go back to your room and sleep now, and watch TV after you wake up."

"Well...but I haven't finished watching yet." Lin Ran shook his head with some energy, and turned his gaze to the TV screen again, but it wasn't long before his eyes were half closed.

Song Zhixu felt a little helpless, and could only let Lin Ran continue watching.

It's the same when he thought about waiting until Lin Ran couldn't hold back and fell asleep, and then carried him back to the room.

So Song Zhixu picked up the newspaper again and looked at it carefully, but not long after, his face changed, his hand slightly clenched the newspaper in his hand, crumpled the paper, and wanted to move back a little Move, but behind him is the back of the sofa, and there is no way for him to retreat.

Lin Ran on his lap was originally watching TV, but he was too sleepy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep in the position of pillow on Song Zhixu's lap.

It was probably because the pillow was uncomfortable. After falling asleep, Lin Ran turned over unconsciously. His head, which was already resting on Song Zhixu's lap, was pressed a little closer to his body. The warm breath penetrated through Song Zhixu's body. The thin cloth on Xu's body burned Song Zhixu's skin.

Lin Ran was lying in an extremely sensitive position, and it didn't take long for Song Zhixu to feel overwhelmed.

Afraid of waking up Lin Ran on his lap, he quickly supported his head, then slowly moved away, maintaining the expression on his face, picked up Lin Ran and brought him back to the room.

Putting Lin Ran back on his bed, Song Zhixu didn't dare to stay for a moment. He turned around and immediately went back to his room. He didn't breathe heavily until he closed the door and looked down.

"Obviously a little fool who doesn't understand anything, how could he be able to seduce someone like this."

He made his whole body dry and hot, but the other party was still asleep and slammed his mouth.

Song Zhixu didn't know what expression he should show for a while, he felt that if things went on like this, he would have to hold back something wrong.

Just as he was thinking, the familiar heat flowed out from under his nose. Song Zhixu touched it, and it turned out to be bright red again.

After thinking about it, Song Zhixu stepped into the bathroom.

After stopping the nosebleed and finishing it by himself, he came out with a pure white bath towel around his waist, his upper body naked, and a head of wet hair.

Standing on the balcony, Song Zhixu called Mu Qingting with his mobile phone, the people over there seemed to be busy, the phone rang for a while before being connected, and the other party asked directly.

"What's the matter, hurry up, I have another operation in a while, and I have to go to the operating room, and the patient is still in pain."

It seemed to be in line with Mu Qingting's words, and a man's scream suddenly came from beside him. The scream made Song Zhixu tremble with fear through the phone.

Song Zhixu pursed his lips, and was silent for two seconds before he asked, "When are you free, bring me some medicine to defeat the fire. I've been a little angry recently."

"Baihuo?" Mu Qingting asked suspiciously, and subconsciously said, "Being above or below?"

Song Zhixu gritted his teeth, and said in a gloomy voice, "I've had a nosebleed recently, what do you think?"

"Nose... nosebleed." Mu Qingting coughed a little embarrassedly.

Song Zhixu was about to lose the fire when he came up, so he thought of other places inexplicably, if the fire below him, he really couldn't lose.

"Wait, I'll send you some medicine when I'm free in two days, but the matter of nosebleeds can be big or small, I still suggest you come to the hospital for a physical examination... hey, you go When is the next physical examination?" The doctor's habit of nagging came up again, and Mu Qingting ignored the screams of the man next to him, and told Song Zhixu on the phone.

Song Zhixu still knew him well, and knew that he was talking nonsense, so he hung up the phone for himself and for the patients around Mu Qingting.

A few busy tones came from the phone, and it automatically left the call page. Mu Qingting came over for a while before reacting and took the phone away from his ear.

He frowned, with dissatisfaction on his face.

"Impolite dog man, call me when I need it, and throw it away when I'm done. I won't care about you in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his clothes being pulled, and looked sideways. On the hospital bed beside him, the man's face was pale with pain, with one leg bent, pulling his clothes pocket with tears in his eyes.

Seeing that he was finally willing to cast his eyes on himself, the man showed a bit of grievance on his face.

"Doctor, after you finish the call, can you show me your leg first, it really hurts."

"Oh." Mu Qingting only realized it now, patted his hand to comfort him, and asked, "What's going on with you?"

"A car accident, you just said that you have to have an operation for a broken leg. I... I am like this, do I need amputation? I can't move because of the pain." The man was still trembling, grabbed Mu Qingting and As if grabbing the last straw,

"Um...no need, you trust me." Mu Qingting took a lot of effort to pull his hands away from his clothes, lest he tear off the top pocket of his white coat.

He stepped back a few steps and said to the nurse next to him.

"Arrange to go to the operating room immediately, his leg needs to be reattached."

"Okay." The nurse agreed, and several people went to prepare immediately, and the nurse also pushed the man on the hospital bed to the operating room.

Mu Qingting quickly went to put on the sterile suit, temporarily putting Song Zhixu's affairs aside.

Because Lin Ran slept too late last night, he woke up early in the morning. After being sent back to his room by Song Zhixu, he slept until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Sitting up from the bed, he had already forgotten the cartoons he hadn't finished watching lying on the sofa before falling asleep, so he quickly pulled on his slippers to look for Song Zhixu.

Crouching on the stairs and looking down, but did not see Song Zhixu, Lin Ran knew to go to the study first this time.

As soon as he opened the door of the study, he saw Song Zhixu sitting behind the desk, looking at the computer screen.

With a smile on Lin Ran's face, he walked in and called out in a soft voice, "Song Zhixu?"

Song Zhixu looked up at him, and replied lightly: "Wake up, are you hungry?"

Lin Ran only had breakfast today, and it's already one o'clock in the afternoon, so he should be hungry around the same time.

Lin Ran shook his head slightly, and walked obediently to stand next to Song Zhixu.

"Of course I'm not hungry, Song Zhixu is busy."

"Okay, I still have a little more to deal with, just wait for me for a while." Song Zhixu looked down at the computer screen again.

Lin Ran stood by the desk for a while, then went to sit on the sofa next to him, dangling his two white and tender legs, waiting for Song Zhixu.