Gu Rong

Now it was getting dark earlier and earlier, and when the temperature cooled down in the evening, the three of them got off their horses and prepared to go back.

As soon as Zhuang Shaoqi dismounted, Gu Rong felt something was wrong. No matter how much Zhuang Shaoqi tried to hide it, his walking posture was still different from usual.

When getting into the car, Gu Rong took the initiative to take Zhuang Shaoqi's car keys, and stuffed Zhuang Shaoqi, who wanted to squeeze into the co-pilot, into the back seat of the car.

Zhuang Shaoqi saw Wang Honglin sitting closest to Gu Rong, and immediately lowered his face and looked at Gu Rong silently.Without even raising his head, Gu Rong leaned half his body into the back seat of the car, and turned Zhuang Shaoqi's legs over. Sure enough, the skin on both of his little legs was flushed from too much force when riding a horse, and the skin on his left leg even peeled off. .

When Gu Rong touched the broken skin, Zhuang Shaoqi hissed: "It hurts..."

The more aggrieved Zhuang Shaoqi's eyes were, the angrier Gu Rong became in his heart: "Did I tell you not to let you ride the long wind?"

"But I like it."

Seeing his eloquence, Gu Rong said calmly, "In this case, bear with the pain."

Zhuang Shaoqi raised his leg and rubbed against Gu Rong's hand with the uninjured part: "Brother Rong, I'm a wounded person now, why are you so fierce?"

Gu Rong patted his legs away and said seriously: "I can no longer ride Changfeng in the future."

"No, I promise to wear breeches from now on."

Gu Rong saw that he couldn't understand him, so he put Zhuang Shaoqi's legs on the seat, and retreated from the back seat of the car with a gloomy expression.

Wang Honglin in the passenger seat turned his head, looked at Zhuang Shaoqi who was leaning against the window with a sullen expression, and smiled friendlyly: "Go back and get some ice."

Only then did Zhuang Shaoqi raise his eyelids to look at Wang Honglin.When he saw Wang Honglin at Gu Rong's house this morning, he felt familiar. It was only now that he remembered that Wang Honglin was the man who called "Doctor Gu" after the lung transplant operation that day. After recognizing him, Zhuang Shaoqi was even more indifferent. , leaned back on the window again.

Wang Honglin, who was ignored, turned around and was chatting with Gu Rong about medical matters all the way. Zhuang Shaoqi occasionally changed the topic, and Gu Rong simply replied with two words, and then began to answer Wang Honglin's questions seriously.

The more Wang Honglin talked, the more addicted he became, his whole face was beaming, and Zhuang Shaoqi almost suspected that he was taking drugs.

Wang Honglin talked about some rare cases in the Dongnai Mountain Hospital he participated in, to Gu Rong's recent research, and finally talked about brain surgery.

After mentioning brain surgery, Wang Honglin was finally not as excited as he was at first, but he was a little bit unmotivated: "I have been studying with Dr. Xu from brain surgery for the past two weeks, and he seems to dislike me very much."

Gu Rong also knew a little about this Dr. Xu. If there is only one person in the hospital who is more ruthless and arrogant than him, it must be Xu Zhi from the brain surgery department.

Gu Rong knew that Xu Zhi didn't like teaching students, so he comforted Wang Honglin and said, "He's not targeting you, he's treating everyone the same."

Wang Honglin was a little surprised: "Is he also indifferent to Dr. Gu?"

"You take the initiative, he won't ignore you."

"I have a lot of questions about his acute subdural hematoma operation last week, and I dare not ask him. Can Dr. Gu answer them for me?"

"You ask, brain surgery is not my specialty, but I will tell you if I can answer it."

Wang Honglin opened the notepad on his phone, raised his head and looked at Gu Rong with admiration, the admiration in his eyes was almost shining: "Doctor Gu, how should we deal with the loss of cerebrospinal fluid during the operation?"

Just as Gu Rong was about to speak, an impatient voice came from the back seat: "Use normal saline. Locate the CSF infiltration, and then use an epidural blood patch on the leakage, and there will be obvious improvement in a day or two." Zhuang Shaoqi directly Looking at Wang Honglin who was looking at him from the rearview mirror because of shock, he said bluntly: "It's no wonder that Dr. Xu doesn't bother to talk to you when you ask such basic things."

Gu Rong did not expect that Zhuang Shaoqi would know something about brain surgery.Looking at Zhuang Shaoqi's childish meanness, he immediately guessed that he was dissatisfied with Wang Honglin.After the operation last time, Zhuang Shaoqi ate vinegar indiscriminately while waiting for him in the lobby, and now he doesn't even bother to put on a good face to Wang Honglin.

Zhuang Shaoqi's two long legs rested on the leather chair in the back seat, and his upper body leaned against the doorway: "My ears hurt, and I will get out of the car if I hear the sound again."

Wang Honglin also saw that Zhuang Shaoqi had a bad attitude towards him. He could understand why Zhuang Shaoqi was like this, but he also really liked Gu Rong.Thinking of this, Wang Honglin was too guilty to refute Zhuang Shaoqi's hostility towards him.

The atmosphere in the car was stiff all the way.

The three of them were silent all the way. After Gu Rong sent Wang Honglin to the door of his house, Zhuang Shaoqi hugged the driver's seat and poked his head over as soon as the other party got out of the car: "Brother Rong, I want to eat squirrel mandarin fish tonight."

Gu Rong turned the steering wheel, stared at the road ahead without saying a word, and waited patiently on the sometimes congested road.

Zhuang Shaoqi raised his hand to touch the man's stubble again, and said coquettishly, "Honey, make it for me."

"..."

"Baby, if you ignore me again, don't think about getting out of bed tomorrow morning."

"Aren't your ears hurting?"

Zhuang Shaoqi smiled recklessly: "I also hurt here, I need brother Rong to lick it."

At the red light, Gu Rong pulled away the hands that were messing around his neck, and said: "Your pain is prostatitis, urethritis or gonorrhea, do you want me to register and make an appointment for you?"

"Brother Rong!"

Zhuang Shaoqi acted coquettishly and yelled rascally several times, seeing that Gu Rong ignored him, he could only stare at the busy traffic outside the window boredly.The streets of the capital are full of exhaust gas, and the car feels dust again after driving for a day.

Gu Rong drove smoothly, but after a while, Zhuang Shaoqi felt sleepy, and fell asleep leaning against the car window. When he woke up again, the car had already parked in the parking space.

Gu Rong looked at Zhuang Shaoqi who was in the car with one eye open in a daze, put on his coat, and then coaxed him out of the car.

The cool wind outside hit his face, and Zhuang Shaoqi's drowsiness was almost blown away, and the leg that was worn out during the daytime riding became more and more painful.

When he got home, Zhuang Shaoqi could no longer move and lay on the sofa, flipping through the red wine he had saved at the side of Gu Rong's sofa according to his old habits.However, this time not only the red wine was gone, even a few bottles of beer that Zhuang Shaoqi would hardly touch had disappeared into the storage box next to the sofa.

"Brother Rong, where did you put my wine?"

Gu Rong flipped through the antiseptic and wound-healing ointment from the medicine cabinet, and said without hesitation when he heard Zhuang Shaoqi's voice: "Throw it away."

Zhuang Shaoqi squinted his eyes and looked at Gu Rong's buttocks that were half squatting on the floor, unable to move his eyes away from the sexy buttocks.

When Gu Rong got up with the ointment, he happened to see Zhuang Shaoqi's naked and hot eyes. He sat on the sofa and pulled down the whole pair of pants that Zhuang Shaoqi was wearing: "Aren't you angry that I threw away your wine? "

"I know you're doing it for my own good. If you don't let me drink it, I won't drink it." Zhuang Shaoqi gently hooked the man's shirt with his toes, teasing him ruthlessly.

Gu Rong was a little moved by Zhuang Shaoqi's understanding, and the movements of his hands were much lighter when applying the medicine, but Zhuang Shaoqi's brows were pinched in pain, and his legs were avoiding Gu Rong's hand to apply the medicine.

Gu Rong really couldn't see it, and patted his uninjured calf: "How can it be so painful?"

"It just hurts. Brother Rong, I want to drink grape juice."

Gu Rong saw that he didn't cheat and wanted to drink, and it made sense to drink some grape juice to satisfy his hunger, so he agreed: "You wait at home, I will buy the medicine for you after I finish the medicine."

Zhuang Shaoqi was honest this time, Gu Rong saw him lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and his heart softened.

Getting along day and night can still expose many problems between each other, and Zhuang Shaoqi is different from most people he has been with.Gu Rong thought of the racing magazine he saw when he was driving Zhuang Shaoqi's car, and then thought of Zhuang Shaoqi's actions when driving today, he knew that Zhuang Shaoqi liked not only riding horses, but also all the fresh, exciting and dangerous things about him. All to try and pursue.

What if Zhuang Shaoqi is like this in a relationship?

The freshness period of love will eventually end, and will Zhuang Shaoqi, who is pursuing novelty at that time, get bored?

When Gu Rong came back with a bag of grapes, Zhuang Shaoqi was still lying on the sofa squinting his eyes and resting. When he saw him, he sat up and shouted thirsty: "Where's my grape juice? Why did you buy grapes?"

Gu Rong took out the juicer from the kitchen, sat on the sofa and peeled the grapes: "Fresh squeezed tastes better."

Zhuang Shaoqi smiled, lay down on the man's lap, raised his eyes to admire Gu Rong's earnestness in peeling the grapes for him, and sneaked under his clothes dishonestly, touching the man's strong and firm abdominal muscles: "Rong Brother, that person in the car today must like you."

Gu Rong dotingly put a peeled grape into Zhuang Shaoqi's mouth: "I told you a long time ago that people like me a lot, big vinegar."

Zhuang Shaoqi lowered his eyelids, wrapped his hands around the man's abdomen, and stroked the spine on his back.

Seeing the look in Zhuang Shaoqi's eyes, Gu Rong knew that he was possessive again, so he stroked Zhuang Shaoqi's hair with his wrist that was not stained with grape juice in comfort: "Aunt Zhuang often tells you about brain surgery?"

"No." Zhuang Shaoqi said without thinking.

"Then you today..."

"Oh, that. I just read books on this topic." Zhuang Shaoqi didn't want to discuss this issue too much, and pulled Gu Rong's fingertips that were still peeling grapes into his mouth, his long and narrow eyes looked upward like hooks Pick: "My leg hurts... Can Brother Rong sit up and move by himself today?"

"Little obscene demon, you think about these things every day, don't you?"

Zhuang Shaoqi smiled, and said without shame: "Yes, I want to satisfy you every day."

The author has something to say: I want to satisfy Rong Rong every day o(*￣︶￣*)o