Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

Zhou Cheng and Yang Luning finished the operation at around 3 o'clock. The patient's condition was still not optimistic. He was sent directly to the ICU after leaving the operating room. After handing over to the doctor in the ICU, it was almost 4 o'clock when they returned to the duty room.

When Yang Luning pushed open the door and saw Su Qingyan, he was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Zhou Cheng and found that Zhou Cheng was staring at him.

Su Qingyan leaned back in the chair, covered with a coat, with her head slightly tilted, her palms supporting her cheeks, her thick eyelashes casting a small fan-like shadow on her face, shaking slightly with her breathing. There were two lunch boxes on the table, and the room was filled with the fragrance of the bouquet of flowers.

Zhou Cheng looked at his slightly rapid breathing and abnormally red cheeks and knew that he must have a fever.

Wearing so little in the middle of winter, it would be strange if you don’t have a fever.

Su Qingyan was a light sleeper. He woke up when he heard the door open, but his head was dizzy. He forced himself to open his eyes and looked at the door with a confused look. His dazed look and messy hair caught Zhou Cheng's attention.

"Your friend?" Yang Luning had never seen Su Qingyan before, and asked Zhou Cheng with some confusion.

Zhou Cheng didn't answer him, but walked over and reached out to touch Su Qingyan's forehead. Su Qingyan saw him coming and thought he was going to be beaten again, so he shrank his neck and tried to block it with his arms, but his actions couldn't keep up with his brain. Before he could raise his hands, the wind blowing in when he opened the door made him shiver again. But Zhou Cheng didn't beat him. When he put his slightly cool palm on his forehead, he felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but rub it.

"You have a fever." Zhou Cheng quickly put down his hand and turned to look for antipyretic drugs in the cabinet.

Su Qingyan sneezed several times in a row, as if she was deliberately cooperating with him.

Yang Luning was overwhelmed by the weird atmosphere and all he wanted to do now was lie down on the bed and sleep.

"Is it time to get off work?" Su Qingyan didn't check the time, thinking that he had just slept for a while.

"It's time to go to work soon." Zhou Cheng handed him the medicine and water.

Su Qingyan didn't go to take the medicine. Instead, he leaned over and took the medicine in his hand.

Zhou Cheng felt something soft and hot on the palm of his hand. He bit his back teeth and when he put down the cup, he saw Yang Luning, who was staring in amazement.

Yang Luning fled in panic. The night nurse saw him like this and thought something had happened, so she went to ask him.

"Find an empty ward."

"Another patient?" The nurse was speechless. Did Doctor Yang eat dragon fruit?

"I'm going to sleep." I can't stay in the duty room any longer.

"Ah?" The nurse saw him looking at the duty room with a complicated look, probably guessed something, and without saying anything more, took the key and opened a ward for him.

Zhou Cheng asked Su Qingyan to lie on the bed in the duty room. Those sneezes seemed to have turned on a switch. Now Su Qingyan was coughing non-stop and couldn't lie down at all. He took antipyretics but his temperature didn't go down and his face was still red. Zhou Cheng saw that he was shivering from the cold and took all the quilts from other beds.

Su Qingyan was dizzy from fever, his body shivering uncontrollably. Zhou Cheng saw how uncomfortable he was, took the stethoscope on the back of the chair, and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Cold..." The quilt was lifted and a gust of cold wind blew in. Su Qingyan frowned and pushed him away.

"Listen." Zhou Cheng pushed away his weak hands and simply took off the vest and shirt that looked uncomfortable.

"Xiao Lun, are you busy?" Zhou Cheng came to the nurses' station and the night nurse had just returned with the keys.

"What's wrong, Doctor Zhou?"

"Give my friend an injection. He has chills."

When they arrived at the duty room, Su Qingyan was already shaking so much that he curled up in his blanket. The nurse quickly took the syringe and gave him an injection, but just as she was about to take off his pants, Su Qingyan desperately held on with his last bit of strength and refused to let go.

"It will be fine after the injection." Zhou Cheng wanted to go over to help, but when he saw Su Qingyan's aggrieved and tearful expression, he turned around and took the syringe from the nurse.

"Can I call you?"

After hearing this, the nurse coughed twice, then immediately retreated to the door and turned around.

Su Qingyan then let go of his hand obediently, and he stopped shaking after a while after the injection. Zhou Cheng dug out his scrubs from the cabinet and put them on him, then asked Xiaolun to implant a catheter in him, and after hanging up the medicine himself, Su Qingyan slowly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already past 5 o'clock when he finished all the work. Zhou Cheng took off his white coat and lay down on the bed, reviewing what had just happened and began to accuse himself of meddling in other people's affairs.

But the kid is really cute.

He quickly shook his head to drive the thought out of his mind, and urged himself to catch up on some sleep as he had to go to work soon.

Zhou Cheng felt that the alarm went off just as he closed his eyes. He quickly turned off the alarm, got up and sat on the chair beside the bed, waiting to change the medicine for Su Qingyan.

Su Qingyan slept very uneasily, his brows were furrowed all the time, the effect of the medicine made him sweat a lot, his whole body was wet. Some thoughts that shouldn't have appeared once again flooded into Zhou Cheng's mind.

Zhou Cheng went to the ward for rounds at around 7am with dark circles under his eyes. When he returned to the office, he found that the noisy office suddenly became quiet. A few people cast a quick glance at him and then quickly looked away. Yang Luning smiled at him awkwardly and then typed frantically on the computer to write a medical record. Zhou Cheng didn't think much about it. He drank a sip of iced coffee and started his day's work.

Before the operation, he went to the duty room to see Su Qingyan. He found that Su Qingyan was still sleeping. He touched his forehead and found that he no longer had a fever.

After returning from the operating room in the afternoon, Zhou Cheng almost thought he had walked into the wrong department. The nurses' station had a row of flowers arranged like a grand opening reception. The head nurse smiled and told him not to let his friend spend money in the future. He just had an injection and bought so much food and drinks. He felt embarrassed. Zhou Cheng nodded awkwardly with a fake smile, then walked quickly to the duty room, but found that Su Qingyan had already left. There was a big bouquet of red roses on the table in the duty room, and the watch box from yesterday was placed in the middle.

If it weren't for the assistant's call, Su Qingyan could have slept for a whole day. When he woke up, he was a little confused and saw the indwelling needle on the back of his hand. He was wearing a surgical gown with Zhou Cheng's name on it, and slowly remembered what happened yesterday.

It's even, my butt was seen.