Young master, he is not hated by everyone

When Song Ning woke up the next day, she felt uncomfortable.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and Wang Shuo answered several calls early in the morning, from his mother Li Qingmei, and the groom's official named Liu Ge.

The sound of the phone woke Song Ning up, he opened his eyes in a daze, like a cute cat, leaning on its master and acting like a baby.

While answering the phone, Wang Shuo patted Song Ning who was still in a daze.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ning said in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse, probably from overuse last night.

"Are you going back?"

Wang Shuo gave a "hmm" and got up to get the clothes hanging on the balcony outside.

"I did the laundry after you fell asleep last night."

Although it rained last night, the temperature was high in summer, and the laundry was dry after one night.

Song Ning touched the dry clothes, and there was a faint fragrance of shower gel from the clothes.

Song Ning didn't expect that he would get up to wash clothes while he was asleep, "Actually, you don't have to..."

He was quite embarrassed, but Wang Shuo interrupted him first, "Why don't you use it? Don't you like to be clean?"

"It's too much trouble for you..." Song Ning said to him while sitting on the bed.

But Wang Shuo smiled, "What are you talking about? How could I find it troublesome, as long as it's your business, no matter how small it is, I won't bother me."

Wang Shuo rubbed Song Ning's messy hair, and went to the bathroom to wash up, "Don't worry, get up slowly, I'll get the bike over first."

Song Ning nodded, watching him hurriedly tidy himself up, and rushed out of the house again.

Song Ning estimated the time to get up, and when he went downstairs, he just met Wang Shuo returning by bicycle.

It was really urgent. The things on the tricycle were supposed to be sent back last night, but it was delayed by the weather.

Stop dawdling now.

Song Ning was not squeamish either, at first he thought he would have no time to eat breakfast, but when the car drove out of the town, Wang Shuo told him, I bought breakfast for you in the bag next to your seat.

There are four steaming buns and a bottle of pure milk inside.

Song Ning was actually quite moved. In such a hurry, Wang Shuo did not forget to buy food for himself.

While driving the tricycle, Wang Shuo was embarrassed and said to him: "I was rushing back, but I couldn't take you to eat well, so let's just let it go."

This is the best bun Song Ning has ever eaten.

Wang Shuo saw that his cheeks were flushed, and his cheeks were bulging when he was holding the steamed stuffed bun. If it wasn't because he was riding a bicycle, he couldn't help but reach out and rub Song Ning's face.

Back in the village, Song Ning went home to rest. He didn't sleep long last night, and Wang Shuo didn't want his volunteering to help, so he sent Song Ning to catch up on sleep.

Song Ning really fell asleep after returning home.

He had some headaches, and his body was very sore and limp. He originally thought it was caused by the violent incident last night, coupled with lack of sleep, but he woke up after sleeping for two hours. Not only did he not get better, but his symptoms actually got worse.

Song Ning stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. He felt a little hot.

——I have a fever.

Song Ning's first reaction was to pick up the phone to call Wang Shuo, but when he pressed the dial button, he stopped abruptly.

Wang Shuo's relatives were getting married, and when he came back to rest, he was called to help.

It is estimated that it is not over yet.

Song Ning still decided not to bother Wang Shuo.

He rummaged through his suitcase, and found that there were no other medicines except the medicine prescribed by the hospital to suppress mood and regulate dopamine, and a box of cold medicine.

Song Ning brewed a pack of granules, but he didn't know if drinking it would have any effect.

He didn't want Wang Shuo to worry.

As a result, after Wang Shuo finished his work in the afternoon, he brought some candies and fruits to find Song Ning, hugged him in his arms, and instantly noticed the unusual body temperature of the other party.

"What's going on? So hot?" Wang Shuo frowned, very serious.

Song Ning didn't like his frowning, so she smiled and said, "It's probably because I'm so happy to see you, so that's why."

Wang Shuo said righteously, "Stop talking nonsense now, you just have a fever." He leaned forward and put his forehead to Song Ning's.

He said, "Tell brother, what else is uncomfortable?"

The two looked at each other, Wang Shuo's attitude was too serious, Song Ning knew that he couldn't escape, so he confessed.

Wang Shuo got up to get him shoes, let Song Ning sit on the sofa obediently, and he put on socks and shoes for Song Ning.

Of course Song Ning wasn't used to it, but Wang Shuo held his ankle and couldn't break free at all.

Wang Shuo said: "You have a fever, I will take you to see a doctor."

There is a health station in the village, an old doctor with gray hair, Wang Shuo called him Grandpa Zhang.

The old man was listening to the radio, but he didn't know whether the radio was too old, or something went wrong inside, and it was full of noise.

He heard the sound, looked up and saw someone coming, and he seemed to have found a savior, "Shuo Zai, you came in a really timely manner, please help me to see what is going on with this radio, either it is silent or it keeps making noises .”

Wang Shuo has always had a good reputation in the village. All the old and young in the village like him. The adults even said to the children: "When you grow up, you will learn from your brother Wang Shuo, you know?"

Song Ning knew that he was popular, he had seen it all these days.

Wang Shuo took over his radio with a smile and began to study it. He then grabbed Song Ning's shoulder and said, "Grandpa Zhang, please help me. He probably has a fever."

"Oh, okay! This is the kid next door to yours who came back from the big city, right?" the old doctor said while going to get his own reading glasses.

Song Ning sat on a chair to take his temperature, and Wang Shuo was beside him, guarding him while taking apart the casing of Dr. Zhang's radio and studying it carefully.

He really had a fever.

——°

Wang Shuo blamed himself, thinking that he did not take good care of him.

Especially after hearing the doctor ask Song Ning when the symptoms started to feel uncomfortable, and hearing him answer that he woke up in the morning...

Wang Shuo was angry with himself.

He never expected that Song Ning would fall ill on the first day they were together.

Last night, she swore to Song Ning, "I will protect him and take care of him."

Now that 24 hours have not passed, Wang Shuo made a slip of the tongue.

His complexion was not very good-looking, Song Ning tugged at his clothes and comforted him softly, "I'm really fine."

Old Doctor Zhang is still there.

Song Ning's situation is a bit serious and needs to be suspended.

He had just prepared the medicine and was about to get an injection. He also said, "This child is weak, and he needs to take good care of him in the future. His resistance is too weak. It rained last night, so it's normal to catch a cold."

Wang Shuo didn't let go of his frowning, but he was worried and looked at Song Ning with distress.

Song Ning was actually quite afraid of injections, but in front of her boyfriend, he didn't want to show it, and pretended to be brave on purpose.

In the end, Wang Shuo didn't know how to see through his heart, and actually said to the old doctor Zhang: "He is a little scared, you should be gentle when you attack later."

Song Ning: "..."

Why can't I hide my little thoughts in front of Wang Shuo?

Song Ning's wrist was just like other people's, white and thin, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand were deep and thin, so it was not easy to find.

He doesn't like injections and infusions. A large part of the reason is that he often goes to the hospital, and the nurses who give infusions can't always succeed with one injection.

So this became one of Song Ning's fears.

I originally thought that a doctor in the country must not be good at such an age.

As a result, old doctor Zhang's movements were fast and accurate, and he pierced in at once. The movements were quick and not too painful.

Song Ning struggled slightly, and signaled to Wang Shuo, "Don't blindfold me anymore, isn't the needle already inserted?"

Song Ning's cheeks turned even redder, but he knew it wasn't because of a fever this time, but because of shyness.

There are still outsiders here, but Wang Shuo actually...

Without worrying at all, he directly covered his eyes intimately.

Song Ning looked at old doctor Zhang with a guilty conscience, for fear that the old man would be suspicious.

In the end, old doctor Zhang looked as usual, and said to Song Ning, "You have blood vessels that are too thin. You have been punctured a lot before, right? No wonder you are so afraid."

After the needle was inserted, the old doctor Zhang came to Wang Shuo's side again, and pushed the reading glasses, "How is it? Can it be repaired?"

"It's ready." Wang Shuojia handed him the radio, "It's just that the connecting wires inside are loose, but you really should get rid of this thing, it's been too long."

Old doctor Zhang smiled happily, "Oh, you are young, you don't understand, not everything is new, old things are all carrying memories."

Old Doctor Zhang held his beloved tape recorder and said to Wang Shuo, "There are two bottles in total, you can stay here with him, and call me when you finish it."

His family lives behind here, and it's only 2 minutes away.

It was already time for dinner, Song Ning and Wang Shuo felt embarrassed for delaying others for so long.

Wang Shuo nodded, and said to him very politely: "Please, Grandpa Zhang."

The old doctor waved his hand and went out humming an opera.

The so-called sanitation station is nothing more than two small rooms, which look dilapidated, but they are cleaned very cleanly, and all the medicines are neatly placed.

Seeing him sizing him up, Wang Shuo said awkwardly, "Grandpa Zhang...he is indeed a doctor. He knows both Chinese and Western medicine. He has been treating people in the village for many years. Who in our village has a headache? It's hot, I asked him to help you see it, don't worry..."

Song Ning obediently responded. In the morning, her voice was only a little hoarse, but now, after a few hours, it is even difficult to speak.

Wang Shuo sat beside him, sighed deeply, and asked softly, "Why didn't you tell me in the morning? Why did you delay until now?"

"I..." Song Ning didn't know how to explain.

And Wang Shuo said again: "Are you afraid of troubling me?"

He asked so seriously that Song Ning even thought he was angry.

He was about to explain, but Wang Shuo said: "Didn't we agree in the morning, your business is my business, don't be troublesome, I will never find you troublesome."

He looked helpless, "Song Ning? What will you do to trust me wholeheartedly?"?