God, please be gentle with me

When the driver Zhang Xudong saw Han Jialin coming back, he got up immediately, wanting to let Han Jialin sit beside the young master.

But Han Jialin repeatedly waved his hands to signal him to sit still, and then sat on Zhang Xudong's right side.

Zhang Xudong originally wanted to stay still like this, but the young master on the left glanced at him with a very clear look: "Go away."

Zhang Xudong got up immediately and slipped into the seat opposite.

Just like that, there was an empty seat between Fang Shuyao and Han Jialin.

Han Jialin didn't intend to pay attention to Fang Shuyao, and took out his mobile phone to read some gossip news about the entertainment industry. Ever since his good brother caught up with an entertainment star, he

I also became interested in the entertainment industry.

Fang Shuyao sat quietly for a while, but couldn't help standing up, and sat down beside Han Jialin.

Han Jialin didn't raise his head, he just stood up with his mobile phone, and then moved a place to the side.

This time Fang Shuyao didn't sit still, he just got up and sat next to Han Jialin, because it was a two-seater sofa with no armrests in the middle, Fang Shuyao was almost close to Han Jialin's side.

Han Jialin shoved him with his arm unceremoniously: "Squeeze or not! Stay away from me."

Fang Shuyao didn't speak, nor moved away.

"Hmph." Han Jialin was about to stand up again, Fang Shuyao suddenly leaned his head on Han Jialin's shoulder, and said weakly: "My head is so dizzy..."

Seeing that Fang Shuyao was about to pass out, Han Jialin slowly leaned back into the sofa chair again: "Weren't you very slutty just now? You can't do it now?"

"How can I have a wave?" Fang Shuyao's tone was full of grievances, "I got an injection and it hurts so much."

"Stop doing this." Han Jialin raised his left hand and knocked on Fang Shuyao's forehead, "Sit up straight and don't lean against me."

"Why are you always so fierce to patients..."

Fang Shuyao took the opportunity to hold Han Jialin's left hand. Han Jialin found that his palm was still very hot. Just as he was about to say something, a nurse came over pushing the treatment cart.There was a plastic bag of transparent liquid and some injection equipment in the car, and Fang Shuyao's name was written on the label.

"Fang Shuyao, do you want left-handed or right-handed infusion?" The young lady's attitude was very kind.

"Please hit your left hand, my right hand is not convenient." Fang Shuyao said, inserting the five fingers of his right hand obliquely between Han Jialin's five fingers, interlocking them tightly.

Han Jialin's eyeballs almost popped out, he wanted to pull his hand out, but before he moved his finger, Fang Shuyao said, "Be quiet, don't move around when the needle is inserted."

"It was you who got the needle, not me!"

Han Jialin stared at Fang Shuyao vigorously, but Fang Shuyao was unmoved, and stretched out his left hand under the nurse's instruction.The nurse bent down, tied a rubber tube on Fang Shuyao's left arm, quickly found the vein, pushed in the needle, stuck the infusion patch on, and then took off the rubber tube, and said softly, "What's wrong with you, such as dizziness? , Nausea, rash or something, you must call me."

"Okay, thank you." Fang Shuyao smiled and nodded, and the nurse lady pushed the infusion treatment cart back to the nurse station, and then Han Jialin heard a lot of commotion in the nurse station, and the sentence: "Really? Are they a couple?!"

Han Jialin could see all the nurses and sisters looking in this direction. He was really glad he was wearing a mask, because he was already blushing to the point where he couldn't go any further.

Fang Shuyao noticed Han Jialin's red ears and couldn't help laughing.

"You bastard, if you don't let go of my hand, I'm going to bite." Han Jialin was ashamed and annoyed, unable to struggle hard, he could only move his mouth.

Fang Shuyao let go of his hand when he heard the words, because Han Jialin would really do this.

However, his original purpose was to declare ownership. Since the ladies in the nurse's station have already understood what is going on, there is no need to hold it all the time.

It's a pity that as the party involved, Han Jialin has always been out of the situation. Thinking of this, Fang Shuyao had to sigh.

As soon as his left hand regained its freedom, Han Jialin moved to the side, and then continued to read entertainment headlines with his mobile phone.It's just that he can't see it, even if this group of news pictures is a very beautiful house goddess Tianxia, ​​she has dyed her hair in Xiuxin, and her skirt is still low-cut and breast-cut.

Han Jialin's attention was on Fang Shuyao, who was on the side. He was worried about his health and wanted to beat him up. Right now, his mood was so complicated and contradictory.

The infusion room became quiet again. During the period, some people came for the infusion, and some people went home after the infusion. Before we knew it, it was four o'clock in the morning.

There was only one cell left in the cell phone battery. Han Jialin stood up and stretched his waist. Then, he looked at Fang Shuyao again and found that he was dozing off with his eyes closed.

The transparent liquid medicine is gathered at the bottom of the infusion bag. Although there is a surplus, it is estimated that it will take about 10 minutes.Han Jialin felt uncomfortable seeing Fang Shuyao sleeping with his head drooping, so he sat down and stretched out his hand, wanting Fang Shuyao's head to rest on his shoulder.

But he tested it first to see if Fang Shuyao had really fallen asleep.

He touched Fang Shuyao's hair lightly, but Fang Shuyao didn't respond, and touched his forehead again, and it was no longer hot, so Han Jialin felt relieved and took Fang Shuyao's shoulders, letting him lean against him.

"Heh... I can really sleep." Han Jialin couldn't help smiling when he saw Fang Shuyao sleeping soundly. Then he put his left arm around Fang Shuyao's shoulder and continued to play with his mobile phone with his right hand.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the nurse's station, and Han Jialin couldn't help but look up. It turned out that a drunk emergency patient came, accompanied by a friend.The friend said that his brother drank too much alcohol and needed an infusion, but the man insisted that he was not drunk and got into a fight with the nurse.

For a moment, everyone in the infusion room looked at the nurse's station.

Han Jialin was no exception. He wondered if the nurse sister needed to call the security guard, or he could help. Drunk people were the most troublesome, and they couldn't tell why.

At this moment, a gentle voice called out, "Han Jialin."

"Huh? Are you awake?" Han Jialin looked down at Fang Shuyao.

"Hmm." Fang Shuyao suddenly reached out to grab the back of Han Jialin's head, and then kissed him through the mask.

Han Jialin's eyes were wide open. Although both of them were wearing masks, Fang Shuyao kissed him on the lips accurately, which made his heart beat so fast, and he unconsciously grabbed Fang Shuyao's sleeve. .

Fang Shuyao stepped back suddenly, took off the mask, and said seriously: "Han Jialin, be my boyfriend."

"—Clap!"

It was the mobile phone in Han Jialin's hand. It fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, which attracted many people to look back.

Han Jialin jumped up from his seat as if his butt was on fire: "Well, I'm going to the toilet..." He ran away without even picking up his phone.

Fang Shuyao's eyes dimmed, but he still bent down to pick up Han Jialin's cell phone. At this moment, he heard Han Jialin's angry voice.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Fang Shuyao looked up and saw Han Jialin was firmly wrapped around the neck by the drunk man from behind. He seemed to prevent Han Jialin from leaving the infusion room.

Still yelling: "I'm really not drunk! I don't need an infusion, let this little brother judge and see if I'm not drunk!!"

Han Jialin was probably absent-minded, otherwise he wouldn't have been caught by this drunk.

"Go and call the security guard." A nurse yelled in panic, probably because she didn't expect this to happen.

Fang Shuyao frowned handsomely, quickly pulled out the infusion needle on the back of his left hand and passed.

It is said that people who are drunk are particularly powerful, probably because they do not care about the consequences after losing their minds, so they strike hard.

"...Hmm!" Han Jialin tried his best to pull the arm that was tightly pressed against his throat, but he couldn't shake it, he was almost out of breath!His face flushed red.

"I'm not drunk! You keep talking! I've smashed this nurse's station!" The drunk started to go crazy, and faced with the dissuasion of nurses and friends, he not only didn't restrain himself but intensified, "Go away! What a bad nurse..."

No one saw what was going on, so they saw a black shadow rushing up, and the drunk man screamed loudly, "Wow!"

The arm wrapped around his neck was finally released, Han Jialin immediately pulled off the mask on his face, panting heavily, and then he turned his head and saw Fang Shuyao.

Fang Shuyao held the drunk man's fingers with a livid face, and those two fingers were almost folded, because this forced him to let go of his hand, but this also angered the drunk man, he turned around and thought To beat Fang Shuyao.

"Be careful!" Han Jialin was about to help, but Fang Shuyao dodged nimbly, and then punched the man directly in the stomach.

"Wow!" The drunk vomited out in embarrassment, and fell directly to the ground with his back bent.

Looking at him hugging his belly, his face pale, and vomiting, he knew how powerful Fang Shuyao's punch was!

Whether it was the nurse or the two security guards who rushed to hear the news, they were all dumbfounded.

If you don't witness it with your own eyes, who would believe that a teenager can beat a stout middle-aged man to the ground.

"Fang Shuyao! Your hand!" Han Jialin was startled when his eyes shifted from the drunk to Fang Shuyao.Because the back of Fang Shuyao's left hand was bleeding!Bright red blood dripped down the fingertips to the ground.

Han Jialin immediately rushed over and grabbed Fang Shuyao's hand, trying to stop the bleeding.

The nurse also came to her senses, she took the hemostatic patch and the sterilized cotton ball over, and the transfusion patch on the back of Fang Shuyao's hand was completely stained with blood, which was very shocking!

While the nurse was re-sterilizing Fang Shuyao and stopping the bleeding, Fang Shuyao still smiled and said to Han Jialin, "I'm not injured, this is just a needle hole for the infusion, and it will stop soon."

"Really?" Han Jialin asked the nurse anxiously.

"Well, press the hemostatic patch for 5 minutes, and you'll be fine soon." The nurse took Han Jialin's hand and asked him to press it on the back of Fang Shuyao's left hand.

Then she had to deal with the drunk man again. He hadn't vomited anymore, but he was lying on the ground, lingering, as if he was about to pass out.

His friend, who initially failed to stop him from making trouble, complained again: "How could you do this to him! He is also a patient!"

"Security, what do you think? He's just drunk, and he didn't mean anything malicious! No matter what, he shouldn't beat someone up. He should be compensated for the medical expenses, right?" He really took the opportunity to blackmail.

If Han Jialin hadn't held Fang Shuyao's hand, he would have rushed over to beat him up.