God, please be gentle with me

Central Hospital, Emergency Room.

"...Go to the infusion room to get a fever-reducing injection, a drip, and some glucose. He has a high fever and is a little dehydrated." The male doctor, wearing an anti-bacterial mask and myopia glasses, entered the diagnosis result into the computer.

"You should have brought him here sooner." The doctor blamed him a bit, "There will be a big accident later."

"Yes, yes." Han Jialin nodded, supporting Fang Shuyao who was sitting in the chair with one hand.

The driver stood aside and nodded frequently.

"Are you the parent?" The doctor looked at the driver and asked.

"No, the parents are not here, but I can act as an agent." The driver answered hurriedly.

"Oh, take it and pay the bill." The doctor handed the registration form to the driver. "It's at the entrance on the first floor. Turn left from the payment window to the emergency infusion room."

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and there were not many patients in the hospital, but they were all emergency patients with fever, cough or gastroenteritis.

"Remember to wear a mask during infusion to prevent cross-infection." When Han Jialin helped Fang Shuyao, who was walking erratically, to leave, the doctor reminded.

"Okay." Han Jialin asked the driver to buy more masks.

Han Jialin has not been to the hospital for a long time. He came here a few times because of injuries while playing basketball, and the number of IV drips is even less. It seems that when he was in elementary school, he got mumps and was in the hospital with his sister for infusion.

Han Jialin looked around the infusion room curiously. Compared with what he remembered, the layout didn't change much, except that the seat changed from a single stainless steel chair to a brown sofa chair for single or double.

About a dozen people were infusions, men and women, old and young. Han Jialin saw that the double seat by the window was relatively empty, so he put his arms around Fang

Shu Yao's shoulder, walked over and sat down.

The driver came over with a newly bought mask and two stamped receipts in his hand.

Han Jialin first took the plastic mask, opened one, put it on Fang Shuyao, and then said: "This receipt is for the nurse, I will take it, please stay here with him."

"Yes, thanks for your hard work." The driver nodded and sat down beside him. Han Jialin noticed that he didn't dare to touch Fang Shuyao at all, so he was sitting respectfully.

Speaking of which, Han Jialin hadn't seen the driver's face clearly until now, before he was anxious to ask him to open the door, and later he was anxious to send Fang Shuyao to the hospital, without asking his name.

"By the way, big brother, what's your name?" Han Jialin asked after remembering.

"My name is Zhang Xudong, and I'm the driver of the young master." This man named Zhang Xudong was wearing a light gray casual suit, and his hair with hair cream showed a little old-fashioned, like a man over fifty years old, but if you look closely at him In fact, he is young, about 30 years old, not a handsome uncle, but he looks quite pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, Brother Zhang, I've worked hard on you today." Han Jialin smiled, and then went to the nurse's station.

Zhang Xudong looked at Han Jialin's back in surprise, and thought, "This kid looks reckless, but he's actually pretty good."

It turned out that when Han Jialin tried to climb over the wall of Fang's house twice, Zhang Xudong saw it. He was really surprised. After all, among the young master's friends, there has never been such a number one person.

"The young master's attitude towards him is also very special. The young master...does he like him?" Zhang Xudong seldom speaks at ordinary times, but he sees everything about the young master.

"Do you want to report this matter to Madam?" Zhang Xudong felt a headache. Although he had no opinion on this personally, it was difficult for Madam to talk about it.

Taking a look at the young master who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, refusing to pay attention to the outside world with all his body and mind, Zhang Xudong felt that it would be better to put this matter aside for now, after all, the young master didn't have much time to stay in the country.

"So, the antipyretic needle was slapped on the butt? Do I need to do a skin test?" Han Jialin was communicating with a nurse. There were five nurses on duty in the nurse station.

Although they were all wearing masks, Han Jialin knew from the sound that these were young ladies.

With so many lovely young ladies, Han Jialin naturally has a bright smile. With a height of 1.8 meters and not wearing a school uniform, it is hard to guess that he is still a high school student, so the young ladies are also very friendly to Han Jialin.

When one of the nurses asked Han Jialin if he was a college student, Han Jialin nodded and said yes. .

The originally quiet nurse's station became lively because of Han Jialin's appearance.Although Fang Shuyao's seat is separated from the nurse's station by a row of seats, it is facing the nurse's station.

Fang Shuyao listened to the chatting and laughing between Han Jialin and the nurse, and slowly opened his eyes. There was a icy gleam in those red eyes.

Han Jialin didn't feel anything, he was chatting happily, Zhang Xudong couldn't help but moved to the side, but still felt like a light on his back.

"Fang Shuyao, come here for an injection." Han Jialin suddenly turned his head, saw that Fang Shuyao was no longer "dying" on the sofa, but sat up straight, and waved to him.

"Give me the mask." Fang Shuyao suddenly said to Zhang Xudong.

"Ah? Yes, young master." Zhang Xudong held a disposable mask in his hand. Although he didn't understand the young master's intention, he still offered it with both hands.

Fang Shuyao, who was holding a mask, stood up. I don't know if it was because he had been resting all the time, but his strength recovered a little.

"Not bad, you don't even need a human crutch." Han Jialin joked when he saw Fang Shuyao walking towards him without the help of the driver.

A nurse with a low smile laughed again when she heard Han Jialin's words.

Han Jialin was turning his head to look at the nurse trembling with laughter, when his jaw was suddenly pinched, and before he could realize what was going on, his head was pulled back to its normal position.

It was Fang Shuyao, clasping his chin at close range and domineeringly.Facing those red-hot, deep black eyes, Han Jialin's heart shuddered inexplicably!

"The doctor said that there are many patients here, so you need to wear a mask." Fang Shuyao whispered, unpacking the mask in his hand, and put it on for Han Jialin.

Han Jialin wanted to refuse at first, he didn't think he would catch a cold so easily, but Fang Shuyao's stern eyes, or his strong attitude could not allow him to refuse!

Although he was a little unwilling, Han Jialin didn't dare to show it, and stood there with his hands down, obediently being put on a mask.

"Very good." Fang Shuyao also straightened the hair behind Han Jialin's ears to make sure that the mask was tightly covered.

"...What are you doing?" Han Jialin didn't dare to complain until Fang Shuyao stepped back and opened the distance between them.

Fang Shuyao didn't answer, but turned around to talk to the nurse. Unlike the coercive attitude towards Han Jialin, he spoke to the nurse very gentlemanly.

"Excuse me, where is the injection?"

"Go to the screen over there, there is a high stool, just sit on it." The nurse lady also seemed to like Fang Shuyao very much.

Although most of his face is covered by the mask, only a pair of eyes are exposed, but his eyes are very beautiful, and the outline of the bridge of the nose under the mask is also very straight.

So the nurses were more curious about this beautiful young man who was still holding a pipa half-hidden than Han Jialin, who had already known what he looked like.

What's more, he was wearing a mix-and-match suit and high-end lace-up leather shoes, while Han Jialin was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans with holes in the knees, and off-brand sneakers. Compared to this, Fang Shuyao's temperament was striking, What a handsome young man.

"Are you afraid of spanking needles?" Seeing Fang Shuyao "pretentious" in front of the nurse, Han Jialin became angry.

"Do you want to see it?" Fang Shuyao answered irrelevantly.

"Who wants to watch you get an injection." Han Jialin snorted and stood in front of the nurse's desk and said, "I'm afraid you'll faint from the injection, so don't scare the nurse."

Han Jialin felt that Fang Shuyao was smiling because his eyes narrowed slightly.

Fang Shuyao went to the back of the screen. This three-fold wooden screen is opaque, but there is a gap at the junction of the screen. From the angle of Han Jialin Station, you can see the gap. Fang Shuyao gracefully took off his small suit jacket and loosened his belt. .

Han Jialin couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Isn't it just relying on the air conditioner at home, if it weren't for the heat in my house, I could also wear a small suit to look handsome."

"Okay, you can go back and wait. When the medicine is prepared, I will come to give you an infusion." Within 2 minutes, the antipyretic injection was finished.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me." The nurse threw the disposable syringe into the medical waste trash can, and asked Fang Shuyao, "Are you college classmates?"

"University?" Fang Shuyao blinked and replied with surprise, "We will be college students next year."

"Oh, you're only in the third year of high school." The nurse said in surprise, and glanced at Han Jialin with red ears.

Han Jialin was really ashamed and angry, why Fang Shuyao demolished him as soon as he came, did he like him, or didn't he?

"I'll call you if I need something." Fang Shuyao said softly, without calling Han Jialin, he went back by himself.

Han Jialin had no choice but to follow him back.At this time, I heard the nurse behind me whispering: "Oh, the children nowadays are really powerful, they all have abdominal muscles!"

"Really?"

"Yeah, he lifted the hem of his shirt just now, I caught a glimpse... and it's a great abs."

"Hi, Fang Shuyao!" Hearing the nurse's discussion, Han Jialin couldn't help but think, "I'm not allowed to show off here, but I'm better off, show off my abs to the nurse!"

"Hmph." Han Jialin's face was extremely smelly, but it was covered by a mask, so no one could notice.