Grandpa doesn't eat your shit

The car was parked on the side of the road with the heater on.

Gu Jianghe sat in the car, held Zhou Ya's feet very seriously, and talked to him carefully there.

Although it all sounds like the rumors of an old Chinese doctor who deceived people in the circle of friends.

When Zhou Ya got into the car, she was shivering from the cold, but it gradually started to heat up.

His face was very hot, and his eye sockets were a little hot.

He turned his face away in embarrassment, and whispered: "The heater is too high, it's hot."

There was a layer of sweat on his back.

Gu Jianghe also felt his feet warmed up, so he put them down and prepared to put socks on him.

Zhou Ya was almost ashamed, and hurried over: "Myself."

Gu Jianghe was still a little rational, so he let go.

Looking up again, he frowned again: "Why is your face so red?"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch.

Zhou Ya hid aside for a while, and shouted, "You touched your feet just now!"

Gu Jianghe: "?"

He laughed: "It's as if I just picked my foot. It's your own foot, okay?"

Zhou Ya looked at him warily.

No one will do.

I hate myself too.

Gu Jianghe was helpless, turned his palm towards himself, and said, "The back of the hand, the back of the hand didn't touch your feet, okay?"

He explained: "Your face is really red and abnormal. Let me feel it, don't have a fever. If you have a fever, we won't go back. We will go back to the town and go to the hospital."

Zhou Ya suspected that it was because of her shyness and blushing face.

But I don't know which tendon was wrong, and I really stretched my head obediently, leaning on the back of his hand.

As soon as the back of Gu Jianghe's hand touched his cheek, it burned.

He clicked his tongue, felt it on Zhou Ya's forehead, sat back immediately, and started the car: "It's so hot, you're going to burn out. Go to the hospital."

The high temperature made Zhou Ya's eyes burn. She looked over with foggy eyes, and said bravely, "I think it's okay, I don't feel anything."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "It's just that the head is a little swollen, it's dry."

Gu Jianghe glanced at him helplessly: "You can fry eggs on your head."

Seeing that Zhou Ya was still looking at herself blankly, her eyes were out of focus, she looked closer and asked him, "Isn't it really crazy? Who am I? Huh?"

He got too close, Zhou Ya couldn't tell whether she had a fever and was confused for a while, or something else, she just felt afraid to face it.

Turning his head quickly, he whispered: "You are a fool."

It made Gu Jianghe laugh.

Zhou Ya pursed her lips and remained silent.

You are really a fool, saying you are stupid and still laughing so happily.

Gu Jianghe said that he didn't feel anything before he had a fever.

On the way to the health center in the town, I gradually felt it.

His head was groggy, and when Gu Jianghe stopped the car, he was already not sober.

Dazed, he was dragged into the hospital by Gu Jianghe, and brought to the window, listening to what Gu Jianghe was asking someone.

When Gu Jianghe turned around, he saw Zhou Ya with her eyes closed, leaning against her with a flushed face, holding her arm limply, with no strength at all.

Gu Jianghe supported his head, and asked him worriedly: "Brother Ya? Are you okay?"

Ya Ge didn't even hear what he was saying, so he watched his mouth open and close in a trance, his voice fluctuating far and near.

He raised his head, frowned, and asked Gu Jianghe, "Huh?"

Gu Jianghe sighed.

This doesn't look good either.

Zhou Ya felt that her head was empty, her eyes could not be opened, and her whole body was hot and cold for a while.

Gu Jianghe put his arms around him and led him into a room. Then the old doctor in a white coat in front of him said something to Gu Jianghe, and then took out a thermometer and asked Zhou Ya to hold it.

Zhou Ya stared blankly at the thermometer.

Gu Jianghe admitted his failure, untied his clothes again, and clamped the thermometer under his arm.

It has burned to 39.2 degrees.

The old doctor frowned and began to reprimand, saying that young people only know how to love beauty, and the weather is so thin, how come they don't get sick?

In fact, Zhou Ya was almost asleep and didn't hear it at all, but Gu Jianghe was told a good meal there.

Blame him for not paying attention to his brother's body, he brought it here after he was burnt like this.

Gu Jianghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained that he just came back and he didn't know.

The doctor wrote the medicine list, and Gu Jianghe was about to go get the medicine while holding it, but Zhou Ya still grabbed his clothes and did not let go.

He touched Zhou Ya's hot face and called him, "Brother Ya? Let go, I'll get you medicine."

Ya Ge was woken up by him, and it took him a long time to realize what he said. He let out an oh, and gripped even tighter.

If he hadn't known that Zhou Ya would be irrational now, he would almost feel that Zhou Ya was deliberately confronting him again.

There was no reason to talk to the burnt-out patient, so Gu Jianghe could only carefully pull his fingers off his clothes one by one.

I was also blamed by the doctor, saying that the speed was too slow, and why the child was so delicate.

"It's not like this usually, when I'm sick, I'm clingy." Gu Jianghe explained with a smile.

It was easy to get away, and he hurried back after taking the medicine.

Zhou Ya leaned on the chair and kept leaning to one side. When he came in, Zhou Ya almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he came over in time and stabilized quickly.

While mixing the medicine with the needle, the doctor glanced at him and said, "That's right, let your brother lie on your lap, and I'll give him an injection."

Gu Jianghe said hello, and touched Zhou Ya's forehead by the way, it was full of sweat.

Maybe because he felt that Gu Jianghe was back, he woke up again in a daze, opened his eyes and looked at Gu Jianghe with difficulty, and asked, "What?"

"It's an injection." Gu Jianghe said casually, sitting next to him, pulling his upper body on his lap.

Zhou Ya followed his movements and fell down, still in a daze, not understanding much.

Then the next second, he suddenly felt a chill in his buttocks.

Gu Jianghe took off his pants.

Zhou Ya was so excited that she immediately woke up.

So he was about to get up, but Gu Jianghe pushed him back and said, "Hey, don't move around."

As he spoke, he patted the exposed piece of meat.

The strength is not great, but the position is too embarrassing.

How can Zhou Ya listen?

Others were not sober, and didn't understand why Gu Jianghe wanted to take his pants off, but Gu Jianghe patted him like this, and he was in a hurry, struggling there in a hurry.

As he was struggling, he felt something cool rubbing against the exposed area.

The string in Zhou Ya's brain almost broke, and she shouted in horror: "What!"

Also broken.

"It's nothing, it's just for disinfection." Gu Jianghe coaxed him, holding him with one hand, and stroking his back with the other, trying to make him relax.

Zhou Ya turned her head, looked behind her, and saw the old doctor standing behind her at a glance, and the sharp needle in her hand.

He was so frightened that his pupils constricted, he threw his hands and feet forward, and shouted: "Don't! I'll hit the bottle! Hit the bottle!"

Ever since he was a child, he has been most afraid of needles in his buttocks.

This time, I was completely terrified and sober.

Seeing him resisting so much, Gu Jianghe felt a headache for a while, so he looked at the doctor and asked tentatively, "Can you..."

"No." The doctor interrupted him sternly.

Then he said with a stern face: "Let him not be so tense that he won't be able to give the needle."

Zhou Ya didn't want him to have the needle at all, and immediately stretched her butt even tighter after hearing this, wishing she could turn into a steel plate immediately.

Gu Jianghe looked at his actions, annoyed and funny.

He patted him angrily again: "What are you doing, you make a fuss again as soon as you wake up, don't you?"

Zhou Ya really blushed this time, not only her face but also her neck was completely red.

One is that he is embarrassed about his fear of getting an injection, and the other is because of Gu Jianghe's actions.

He pinched Gu Jianghe's waist bitterly, gritted his teeth and said, "Gu Jianghe, you bastard!"

"Yeah, I'm an asshole, I'm an asshole," Gu Jianghe accepted the evaluation indifferently, then rubbed the area, and said, "Hey, relax, the beating will be over soon."

He looked down at Zhou Ya and coaxed him: "Can I get you braised pig's trotters after the beating? Be obedient?"

The doctor stood aside and poured cold water on him: "You can't eat greasy food just after the fever goes away."

Gu Jianghe: "Pfft."

So he changed his words again: "Then make pork rib soup, Brother Ya, is that okay?"

Yago didn't think so.

Yago resisted.

With a puffy face, he remained silent, and turned his face to the door, not looking at Gu Jianghe.

Gu Jianghe seemed to be aware of it, turned his head around, and saw that there were tears in his eyes, which were wet.

The eyelashes were already wet with tears, and the lips were bitten red and brilliant.

When Gu Jianghe turned his head, he stared at Gu Jianghe, and then turned his eyes away after staring.

This action caused tears to fall from his eyes.

Gu Jianghe wiped it off for him distressedly, rubbed the corner of Zhou Ya's wet eyes with his dry thumb, and whispered, "Are you really so scared? Huh?"

Zhou Ya didn't talk to her, and looked at the corner stubbornly.

Gu Jianghe couldn't help it, and asked the doctor again: "Can't the bottle be changed?"

"That's what made you so coquettish." The doctor scolded him with a frown.

When Zhou Ya heard this, she immediately turned her head and looked at the doctor.

A pair of red eyes, fragile and angry: "You are so delicate!"

Gu Jianghe quickly took the blame: "I'm squeamish, I'm squeamish, not you."

Doctor: "You are afraid of injections, and you still say you are not delicate?"

Gu Jianghe was so worried that he mouthed to the doctor: "Say a few words less."

The doctor glanced at it and pretended not to see it.

Zhou Ya was so angry that her body was shaking.

Gu Jianghe patted him and coaxed him: "Don't be angry, we are the most manly."

Zhou Ya was so angry that she twisted the piece of meat around Gu Jianghe's waist again, causing Gu Jianghe's face to wrinkle in pain.

The most manly brother, Ya Ge, was finally spanked with needles.

When he was fighting, he had a determined face, comparable to a fighter who bombed a bunker.

Tears flowed from the pain after the beating.

Gu Jianghe pressed a cotton swab on him and comforted him: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's a small thing, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Zhou Ya snotted her nose and burst into tears, her tears soared, and she sprayed him: "If it doesn't hurt, come and get an injection!"

Gu Jianghe couldn't help laughing, put it away quickly, and said casually: "Okay, I'll get the injection."

"Fuck you!" Zhou Ya heard that laugh.

After this injection, Zhou Ya was in pain when she walked, and her posture should be as funny as possible.

Gu Jianghe followed behind him, wanting to laugh while watching.

I was also afraid that if the child got angry after laughing out loud, he would ignore him again.

Forcibly holding back.

Back in the car, Zhou Ya jumped into the car and bounced back in pain, so she could only sit on her side, facing Gu Jianghe.

Gu Jianghe really wanted to laugh: "Does it hurt so much?"

Zhou Ya glared at him.

Nonsense, otherwise you can try it.

Gu Jianghe was still there sighing: "Why is it like a six or seven-year-old child when he gets sick?"

He looked at Zhou Ya: "Isn't it really burning stupid?"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his head.

Zhou Ya slapped his hands away angrily: "You are only a child."

Seeing Gu Jianghe smiling there from the corner of the eye, he glared at him again: "Gu Jianghe, I drafted it! Are you laughing again?!"

Gu Jianghe couldn't help it this time, he laughed heartily, while laughing, he stretched out his hand to block Zhou Ya's fist, and said again and again: "I didn't laugh, I didn't laugh, I stopped laughing hahahahahahahahahaha!!!"