Chapter 722 San Ye Mensao will act like a baby? Mentally disabled children have a lot of fun (2 more)

  Beijing Third Hospital

  Fu Shen was sent to the nearest hospital. After the doctor checked it, he said, "Fever, get an injection first."

  At his level, taking medicine now is too slow to take effect.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan sat on the edge of the bed and held his hand. His body temperature was astonishingly high at this time. His originally abstinent face was also stained with an unnatural blush, which made her feel distressed. .

   "It's okay, the patient is not in any serious trouble. Recently, it has become cold, and it is easy to catch a cold and fever. Just pay more attention." The doctor said when he saw Song Fengwan's expression of anxiety.

"it is good."

  The doctor stood on one side and recorded some data in a notebook. Yu Guang glanced at Fu Chen and Song Fengwan. If it is normal, such a small illness and pain, he does not need him to record such detailed records.

  It’s Sanye Fu who is not here. It is inevitable to pay more attention to it.

  Moreover, both of them were wearing pajamas. Song Fengwan was anxious at this time, and he didn't even care to clean up. There were two clear red and purple marks on the exposed neck.

  This is clearly made by mouth.

  Doctor Yu Guang glanced at Fu Sanye who was lying on the bed...

  It’s not that I played too crazy last night and made myself sick. Sure enough, I usually look at such a clear-hearted person, I didn’t expect to be so sullen in private.

  Fu Chen was a little fuzzy when he was burned, and he took Song Fengwan's hand to remind her to test.

Only Qianjiang was in the ward at this time. Shifang went to deal with the hospitalization matters, and went to the company by the way. There were many things that needed to be explained, and Jiang Duanyan had to apologize. It was originally scheduled to sign a preliminary letter of intent with Jiang today. Jiang Duanyan is afraid that he has already arrived at the company.

   "Late late..."

  He was burned with dry mouth and throat with smoke.

  "Are you thirsty? I'll pour you some water."

   "Test!"

  Song Fengwan frowned, this person...

  "Wait for you to be better, everything is at home, where I will test it for you now." Song Feng pressed his lips, trying to pull his fingers from someone's palm.

  But he was ill, and his strength was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it.

  He still hooked Song Fengwan's fingers, and said dumbly, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"obedient--"

  His voice is not as clear as usual, dry and dumb, depressed, as if he is coaxing her, there is a kind of unspeakable ambiguity.

  There is also a kind that makes people feel like acting like a baby.

  Song Fengwan was already irritable and wanted to hit someone.

  It’s just that when he talked to him in such a voice, her heart softened, and she shook his hand back, “You can recover from your illness, don’t worry about other things.”

  Her voice is already soft, but now she speaks more softly, and the doctor on one side can't help but look at her.

  They all said that Mr. Fu raised a little wife, which is true.

  This voice, this young man feels his bones are crisp when he hears it, tuh—

   "If Miss Song is not at ease, I can ask San Ye to do a test later."

   "Hmm." Song Feng nodded late.

   Soon, the nurse came in, holding a tray in his hand, and came to give him a fever-reducing injection. Song Fengwan lowered his head and helped him roll up one side of the sleeve.

  Fu Shen glanced at Qianjiang on one side.

  Qianjiang listened to Shifang Tucao yesterday. After following Fu Chen for so long, even if his EQ is low, his IQ is always sufficient. Yesterday, he guessed what might be the cause. He got up and left the ward directly.

  Song Fengwan focused on Fu Chen and didn’t care about Qianjiang at all, so...

  Ten minutes later, when Qian Jiang put a black convenience bag in front of her, Song Fengwan was confused.

  Open it and take a look.

   Blushing.

  Qianjiang has always been a dead brain, why did his mind turn so fast at this time.

   "Let's take another test." Although Fu Chen's head was dizzy at this time, he was still thinking about it.

  Song Feng had no choice but to carry the bag into the bathroom. She hadn't really gone to the bathroom this morning, just tossing about Fu Chen's affairs.

  After she entered the bathroom, Fu Chen glanced at Qian Jiang: "This is a good job."

  He used to think Shifang was clever, but now it seems that only one thousand rivers is enough, Shifang can play.

  "I will give you processing allowance this month."

  Qianjiang stayed still: "Thank you Sanye."

  *

  Song Feng entered the bathroom late.

  Three pregnancy test sticks...

   all show that they are not pregnant.

  A false alarm.

   "Really not, can you rest assured?"

  "Where's the thing?" Fu Chen lifted his slightly heavy eyelids and looked at her seriously.

   "This..." Song Feng got angry at night, he still went to see it in person? "Anyway, it just doesn't. You have to rest quickly."

   "Then take a picture for me." Fu Chen is quite persistent about this.

  Song Fengwan had no choice but tossed him back and forth several times, and someone fell asleep.

  It was already 9:40 in the morning, and Song Fengwan could not return to school in time for class, so he called the counselor and teacher to ask for leave.

  She never missed class deliberately, and the teacher was more tolerant, and she was allowed to leave without saying more.

  *

  Fu Shen received a fever-reducing injection and his head was dizzy. In addition, he did not sleep all night, so he fell asleep by the bed. Song Fengwan sat on the edge to guard him.

  At ten o’clock in the morning, the Jiang brothers came. They probably got news from Shifang and sent flowers. At that time, Fu Shen was asleep, so he didn’t bother him and left after a few small chats.

Around eleven o'clock, Duan Linbai and Jing Hanchuan appeared in the ward.

   "Why are you here?" Song Fengwan greeted the two of them to sit down.

   "Lunch." Jing Hanchuan handed the lunch box to Song Fengwan.

   "Thank you."

  Song Fengwan greeted the two of them to sit down and go out to the nurse’s station, planning to borrow a few paper cups and pour some water for them. They lived here temporarily and were not hospitalized for a long time. Almost nothing was prepared.

  At this time, Fu Chen was already awake, and the fever subsided, but the doctor said to observe for a few more hours and take some medicine. If there is no problem, he can leave in the evening.

"Jiang Er and I said that I happened to be at Hanchuan's house and came with him. Why did you suddenly get sick?" Duan Linbai bit his lip. , I’m not sure about it."

  Fu Shen pursed his lips and said nothing.

   "I told you a long time ago that you and your sister-in-law are so many years old, so you have to relax."

  "The long stream of water understands it?"

   "It's not a young man in his early twenties, don't mess around."

  Jinghanchuan lowered his head to play with Xiaoxiaole, without making a sound, and then threw a pillow over, Jinghanchuan drew sideways, and the pillow slammed Duan Linbai's face firmly.

   "What are you doing?" Song Fengwan just came back.

   "Hands slippery." Fu Chen took it for granted.

  Duan Linbai is speechless, you have slippery hands or slippery feet.

   "I will pour you some water, the hospital only has warm water." As soon as Song Feng moved, Duan Linbai stopped her.

   "Don't greet me, I happen to be going to the doctor to see the wound."

  After he finished speaking, he deliberately went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, soaked in the water, adjusted his hair style, and hummed a song before leaving the ward.

  Song Feng pursed his mouth late and looked at his arm, so coquettish?

  And his wounds have been so long, haven’t they been completely?

  "He is not looking at his arms, but at people." Fu Chen said in a low voice.

  Song Fengwan smiled and said nothing.

  **

  Xu Jiamu has already gone to the orthopedics internship at this time, and just followed the teacher who took her to check the physical condition of a patient, but she did not answer a few questions. At this time, she was looking through the book to find the answer.

  She is the only one in the huge office. It is now for meals. The doctor either goes home or goes to the cafeteria.

  Duan Linbai hummed a song and found the office in a familiar way.

  He is wearing a mask. In the hospital, such people are everywhere, and no one pays much attention to him.

  When he arrived at the office, the door was open. Xu Jiamu was talking to a man who looked like he was in his early thirties.

  There was a bunch of flowers on the table, and a lunch box. The man was wearing a hospital gown, obviously a patient.

   "Mr. Wu..."

   "I heard that you haven't eaten yet. When I took the cafeteria, I made an extra copy."

   "You are too polite, I can't ask for this."

   "If you don't eat it, then throw it away, that..." The man coughed twice, "This flower is also for you."

Duan Linbai stood at the door, pursing his lips.

  An extra copy?

  If you want to confuse her, just say straight, as for such a circumstance?

  "I will be discharged from the hospital soon, thank you for your care these days." After all, the man is in his 30s, and he speaks mature and decently, and he doesn't feel timid.

   "This is what I should do, but you should take these things back."

  "You confiscated the things I send off. It's just a meal, the cafeteria, and it's only a dozen yuan. Don't refuse me anymore."

  Duan Lin Bai is speechless, it's not the first time this is so dare to love.

  People refused, so you still post it?

  Xu Jiamu also rejected him many times. At this time, he didn't know what reason to find to reject him. At this moment, a heavy cough came from outside the door.

  The man turned his head and glanced, "Then you are busy, I will go back to the ward first."

  He limped while walking. When passing by Duan Linbai, he just smiled and nodded and greeted him without recognizing him.

  Duan Linbai entered the office, turned around and locked the door.

  "Why are you locking the door?" Xu Jiamu has also been acquainted with him during this time, and his speech has not been as restrained as before.

   "I'm going to take off my clothes."

  "……"

  Then someone started to unzip the zipper, sat on the chair next to Xu Jiamu's desk, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Come on, show me."

   "Your wound has healed, and all the needles and threads have been removed. There is no problem anymore."

  Xu Jiamu told him half a month ago.

   "I know, but it's kind of itchy recently."

   "Maybe the wound is growing, and there will be a little bit. If you feel uncomfortable, I will almost give you medicine." Xu Jiamu was speechless.

  What a pity this person is, his wounds are healed, and he still comes to the hospital for checkups all day long.

  Xu Jiamu took the potion cotton swab from one side, dipped it and smeared it around his wound.

  Duan Linbai Yuguang kept looking at the flowers and food on the table. Some perfume was sprayed on the flowers, which was a bit smoky.

   "Who was the man just now?" He asked seemingly inadvertently.

   "A patient I was responsible for, in order to thank me for taking care of him, gave me flowers." Xu Jiamu naturally would not tell him the truth.

   "This flower smells a bit big."

"is a bit."

   "It's quite a lot of space." Duan Linbai was speechless, all kinds of medical books and materials on her desk.

   "And I don't have a place to put it." Xu Jiamu smiled helplessly. She was in this department's turn, and even this desk was not hers.

   "I'll take care of it for you later."

  Xu Jiamu just smiled, lowered his head and continued to wipe his wounds, "Are you free this weekend?"

   "Something?"

  "I want to go back to school to handle graduation. I have free time. I want to treat you to dinner."

  It's nothing more than what happened to the previous hospital.

  Duan Linbai coughed, "I will look back and ask my assistant."

  Xu Jiamu nodded, thinking that he must be very busy. It is normal that it is difficult to make appointments.

  In fact, Duan Linbai’s OS at this time is:

  If you agree so quickly, does it seem that you are too good to make an appointment?

  After the wound was treated, Xu Jiamu directly gave him the potion, “If you feel itchy, just apply a little bit. I won’t practice here in a few days. You may not find me in the hospital.”

   "Yeah." Duan Linbai put the medicine bottle away, and when the medicine on his arm was absorbed, he got up and left, and took the box of lunch and flowers away.

  Xu Jiamu was startled, thinking that he was joking just now, but he did not expect it to be taken away by her.

  Duan Lin Bai squinted his eyes, took the elevator directly to the floor of the emergency department where Fu Chen was located, passed a trash can, and threw everything in.

   Humming a song, he flew into Fu Chen's ward briskly.

  Beijing Hanchuan was lowering his head to play the game, and glanced at him:

  Mentally handicapped children are so happy.

  Fu Shen looked at him with his eyelids, a trace of suspiciousness glided across his eyes:

  Did he hurt his arm or his brain?

  *

  Xu Jiamu received a text message on his phone when he got off work in the evening.

  Duan Linbai: [I will be free both days on weekends. 】

  Xu Jiamu hesitated, [Will that weekend night be okay? A hot pot restaurant in the second ring road of Beijing. 】

  【Yes. 】

  Duan Linbai is speechless, this woman is really amazing now, she actually asked him at night!

  Someone was screaming and preparing to go to the appointment, but because of what happened next, he almost smashed into the wall with shame.

  Lost face.

  Haha, guess what Erlang did...

  (End of this chapter)