The right way to treat

Chapter 53

Lin Mile watched Zheng Qi lift up her sleeves, revealing a pair of well-shaped arms, Zheng Zihao watched him staring at his cousin's hands, and showed his own arms with gusto, "Look at me. "

Reluctantly gave him a knife eye, "I was just wondering if he needs a pair of rubber gloves."

"Great, Xiao Lele is still considerate, but it would be even better if you could help me wash the dishes."

"Impossible." Zheng Zihao answered for Mi Le.

Miller said, "No."

"If not, then you ask me if I want it! Playing with me!" Zheng Qi almost threw the bowl out.

"If you will take care of washing the dishes in the future, I will buy you a pair of gloves now."

"no."

Zheng Qi was quite reluctant after cleaning the table, but she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes helplessly, thinking that after all, she would live here at night, if she intentionally made any noise, it would be to spread hatred.

Zheng Zihao looked at Lin Mile who was pursing his lips, leaning on the chair and stretching his arms, "Help me upstairs."

Lin Mile looked at him with wide eyes.

Zheng Zihao watched him sitting still, "Hurry up."

"Why do you call yourself Zhen? Machismo." Lin Mile stood up and helped him.

"Why?" Zheng Zihao stood up, "I will love you very much."

Lin Mile smiled and thoughtfully, "Massive also likes to call himself Zhen, although he doesn't appear many times, but he never said anything about me, he always said Zhen." However, this word never What Zheng Zihao said out of his mouth, coupled with Zheng Zihao's aura, didn't feel strange.Thinking about it, he wondered what his bod looked like, whether he was as tall and handsome as Zheng Zihao, with an irresistible hardness between his brows.

"Who do you miss?" Zheng Zihao put his arm on his shoulder, "I'm right next to you, who do you miss?" "

"I don't think about anyone," Lin Mile looked at him with a worried expression, "I wonder when you will be better."

"When I get better, I will satisfy you well." Zheng Zihao touched his face with his hand, "be patient for now."

Lin Mile lifted his foot and kicked him hard, but in the end it was just a light kick. Just like that, Zheng Zihao also fell on the bed with a crooked body, "Hey, it's okay, I didn't push hard!"

"Dizziness." Zheng Zihao was helped up by him, "Still dizzy! The dizziness is getting worse."

"Then what should I do?" Lin Mile was anxious, "I'll go down and call my cousin!"

"It's kind of friendly." He grabbed the person who was about to run out, "You don't need to call him, you can treat me."

Lin Mile could tell with his toes that Zheng Zihao was playing tricks on him, "Death."

"A kiss is okay, come on."

"It's contagious." Lin Mile turned his head deliberately.

"No, it's just an inflammation of the tonsils, not a cold."

"No!"

Zheng Zihao raised his eyebrows, "No kiss? It's fine, you go and get the apron, I want to see you wear it."

"Smelly oh~~"

I knew what he was going to say, but at that moment, I was so uncomfortable, this kid still gave me a hand in Anlu Mountain, although I seemed to fall asleep in the end, it was because he didn't concentrate enough.

The sick Zheng Zihao didn't have that much physical strength, but it didn't affect him to press Lin Mile. Lin Mile stretched out his hands to push, then actively hooked his neck to cooperate, and then he was panting and feeling hot all over his body.

"It's so hot." Lin Mile pressed Zheng Zihao's forehead.

"Well, it's hot."

He reached out and touched Zheng Zihao's forehead, "You're burning again!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay."

"Lie down and stop making trouble!" Lin Mile yelled in a fit of temper.

Zheng Zihao obediently lay on the bed and covered the quilt and looked at him, "Drink water."

"Give."

"It needs to be warm, the temperature is around forty degrees."

"..." Lin Mile put the cup on the table, "Wait!"

Zheng Zihao looked at Lin Mile who turned away angrily, took the pad and started surfing the Internet, first opened his own novel website page, and then logged in, although he had never asked for leave or written an announcement a few times before, but that The update was interrupted suddenly a few times, and I couldn't expect it, but this time it was different. I didn't say anything when I knew it would be interrupted. Make an announcement so you can rest for a few days.

Now that you have decided, do it quickly.

Click to ask for leave and make an announcement.

"I am not in good health, so my dear friends are free to move around these few days."

Sure.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going upstairs, Zheng Zihao quickly clicked to log out.

"Didn't I tell you to rest? Why are you so disobedient!" Lin Mile entered the room just in time to see Zheng Zihao put the pad on the bedside table, "Take medicine!"

"It's so fierce." Holding the oral liquid, Zheng Zihao found that a corner of the label on the bottle was raised, so he pressed it with his hand, trying to make it stick, but unfortunately it seemed that it was no longer sticky.

"What are you doing?"

"It's up."

Uh, "Just now I saw that this piece didn't seem to be glued firmly, so I unscrewed it and took a look..."

Zheng Zihao looked at him, "You did it on purpose."

Lin Mile scratched his hair, "No, I just wanted to see why a corner wasn't glued on."

If you can't stick it, just tear it off.

Zheng Zihao started to buckle.

"Drink first."

"No." Don't tear it down and don't drink.

It was not easy to tear off, at first the translucent glass bottle could be exposed without leaving any trace, but it was glued very tightly to the back, Zheng Zihao was very tired, especially when he saw the white paper sticking there.

"I'll change a bottle for you!" Lin Mile was sweating anxiously. Although he sat there without moving at all, he was very tired, more tired than doing it himself.

"No!" Zheng Zihao took a short break before continuing.

In the end, the label was torn off, and the spots on the bottle almost drove Zheng Zihao crazy, even if he had a fever, he couldn't stop him from trying to make the bottle perfect.

Turned over and got out of bed, and even pushed away Lin Mile who wanted to help him, Lin Mile bumped into the chair, supported his knees and looked at Zheng Zihao who rushed into the bathroom, what's the matter, isn't it just a bottle, look Wouldn't it be good to change to another bottle?

Zheng Zihao soaked the paper on the top of the bottle with water to soften it, and then cleaned it with a brush. Looking at the shiny oral liquid, Zheng Zihao heaved a sigh of relief, not even knowing how cheap he was laughing.

Lin Mile felt that Zheng Zihao was quite strange at the moment, at least when he was concentrating on this seemingly boring thing, he didn't pay attention to himself at all.Standing at the door of the toilet, he felt a little sore nose, and his knees hurt even more.

Until the oral liquid was finished, Zheng Zihao didn't explain to Lin Mile what he did just now, and he didn't even apologize for hitting him, as if it never happened.

Zheng Zihao watched Lin Mile staring at him hesitantly, and asked, "Speak up if you have something to say, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." He stood up and left with the empty glass bottle.

Downstairs, Zheng Qi was still busy in the kitchen, and even rang the bowl in a fit of temper. Lin Mile threw the bottle and pulled him aside, "Let me do it."

Zheng Qi still had water in her hands, she tore off a piece of paper to wipe it off, "What's wrong?"

Lin Mile hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Zihao and I haven't known each other for long, but well, I like him quite a bit," he blushed, "Don't laugh at me."

"I didn't laugh." Zheng Qi leaned on the cooking table, "Did he make you unhappy?"

"No." Lin Mile was a little confused, "Just now, I suddenly felt that I didn't know him very well."

"When you're in love, don't you just get to know each other while talking and arguing."

"I know." Lin Mile stopped talking, not planning to continue.

"However, Zihao's temper is not very good, his personality is also a bit strange, and he has a certain deep obsession with certain things." Now that we met, there is no reason not to talk about it. Zheng Zihao has never been in a relationship, and Lin Mile is still young. It is said that if you do a little good every day, you might be able to get happiness, right? But if Lin Mile can't accept it, then it's none of your business. At worst, strip him naked, tie him up and throw him on Zheng Zihao's bed, ahem.

"What kind of things? Picking out paper?"

"Actually, let's use an analogy. For example, if there is a red ant in a group of black ants, he will kill the red ant regardless of difficulties or dangers."

"The ant is so pitiful, what's wrong with him?"

"Why are ants pitiful? Isn't Zihao pitiful? It's okay to have one, but what if there were a hundred?"

"Uh, if there are fewer black ants, kill the black ants?"

"You are really smart."

"What's wrong with this?" Lin Mile didn't understand.

"When he went to your house, did he behave in any way?"

"I like to work very much, and I will help me tidy up the house. I saw that the pen holder and the bookshelf are all tidied up."

"Then have you seen how he arranges it?"

"Isn't he a clean freak?" Lin Mile really didn't pay much attention to it, but he knew that he was a clean freak, and it didn't seem to be serious.

Zheng Qi hesitated, cleanliness is not a disease, it can be fatal, but most patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder are accompanied by cleanliness.

"He has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is close to moderate, but luckily it didn't affect his life too much." After speaking, he looked at Lin Mile, "He thinks it's just an attitude towards life, which is more regular and has continued."

Lin Mile stopped what he was doing and looked around.

Zheng Zihao's home is very clean, and everything is in an orderly manner. He sighed in his heart more than once about Zheng Zihao's study, and then remembered how to make the bed and fold the quilt, and of course there are many more.

Lin Mile hooked the corner of his mouth, "Obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"Hmm." Zheng Qi tentatively said, "Do you think it will affect you?"

Of course there is!Compared with obsessive-compulsive disorder, he is obviously doing a little bit. In front of obsessive-compulsive disorder, Lin Mile is the second child.

Zheng Zihao was also frowning because Lin Mile left without saying a word, so he took the temperature himself, and it was 38 degrees.After a while, I heard Lin Mile going upstairs. The footsteps were loud, but they could suddenly be very light, then slowly, and then quickly.After hearing this, he really wanted to yell, "Go up the stairs again for me!"

I scratched and scratched my heart, and finally saw Lin Mile jumping up and down, and coming in without rushing, and there was even a charming smile at the corner of his mouth, with small dimples and small canine teeth.

Zheng Zihao gripped the quilt tightly, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"Zihao, eat an apple." Lin Mile walked over and handed the apple to Zheng Zihao.

Zheng Zihao looked at the pitted apple that had been peeled, "Uh, you peeled it?"

"Yes, I peeled it myself. My cousin said, it's good to eat apples." Lin Mile stretched out his hand, "Eat."

"..." It's too ugly and uneven, and it looks like the peeled skin is either thin or thick.

Seeing that Zheng Zihao didn't move, Lin Mile put the apple near his mouth and took a bite, "Eat, let's eat together, you take a bite, I take a bite."

Raising eyebrows, it was not good-looking, but now it was bitten, it was even more incomplete.

"Don't eat it? Is it because I bit it and you don't want to eat it?" Lin Mile lowered his eyes, "Then I'll cut it into pieces for you."

"Wait..." Before Zheng Zihao could finish speaking, Lin Mile went down again.

After a while, he came up, holding a bowl.

"Come on, I cut it into small pieces, you can eat it with a toothpick."

Zheng Zihao glanced at the bowl and touched his forehead.

Lin Mile was aggrieved, "Do you think my cuts are not good-looking? But apples are for eating, and the pieces vary from big to small, sometimes triangular and sometimes square, you can ignore them."

"Take it away!" Zheng Zihao turned his head, he couldn't take another look, otherwise he couldn't help but use a knife to reshape them.

"Take it away." The dimple on Lin Mile's face deepened, "Then drink water, come."

The wet water glass was placed on the bedside table, the glass of water was poured down, some even flowed outside, the water droplets kept sliding down the glass wall, Zheng Zihao's heart was in his throat, he took out the paper and began to wipe, With cups and tables.

Seeing the cunning in Lin Mile's eyes, Zheng Zihao reached out and hugged him tightly, "Don't bully me, I'm still a patient."

The author has something to say: the manuscript box.

I will have physical activity tomorrow morning, so I will go to bed early at night, it is already 11 o'clock.Everyone mua!(*╯3╰)