Gu Rong

Originally, Gu Rong could be discharged from the hospital, but Zhuang Shaoqi insisted that he stay in the hospital for two more days. Gu Rong couldn't beat him, so he had to agree.

Gu Rong couldn't remember how long it had been since the last operation. Since he graduated from medical school, he couldn't remember that he didn't touch the scalpel for such a long time.

At first, he asked Jenson to talk about new cases in the hospital every time he came, but the more cases he heard, the more itchy his hands became, and he didn't want to stay in the hospital bed for a minute.

A baby with congenital heart disease came into the hospital this morning. Seeing that the ventricular repair surgery that should belong to him was handed over to his father, Gu Rong felt even more depressed and couldn't lift his spirits.

When Zhuang Shaoqi came to the ward, what he saw was the scene of Gu Rong and the brain surgeon asking to be discharged from the hospital.Zhuang Shaoqi put down the packed lunch in his hand, went over to talk to the brain surgeon, and he left.

Seeing Zhuang Shaoqi, Gu Rong sat up from the bed: "How is the child?"

Zhuang Shaoqi sat next to the hospital bed, and hugged Gu Rong in a manly way: "It's good, but Lisa is not going to receive treatment, she doesn't want to spend her last time in the hospital."

"If this is her wish, the hospital has no right to keep her." Gu Rong said regretfully: "She is only 24 years old."

Zhuang Shaoqi didn't want to talk too much about this unfortunate topic, so he changed the subject after finishing the point: "Lisa has already named him."

Gu Rong turned his head with interest: "Oh? What's your name?"

"Nathaniel." When saying the child's name, Zhuang Shaoqi couldn't help but curled his mouth.

Seeing Zhuang Shaoqi's happy expression, Gu Rong felt joyful in his heart, and the words came out of his heart: "Leave Nathaniel here."

"But I don't know how to raise children."

"With me here, we will take care of it."

Zhuang Shaoqi held Gu Rong's hand, kissed the man's fingertips, and suddenly remembered the conversation between Gu Rong and the brain surgeon just now: "Why do you still want to leave the hospital? You haven't even recovered your appetite now."

When it comes to continuing to be hospitalized, Gu Rong said sullenly: "My father took away my atrio`ventricular septal defect repair surgery."

Zhuang Shaoqi was very helpless, but still insisted: "When you recover from illness, there will be other operations, brother Rong is obedient."

The feeling of being called [obedient] by a man of the younger round is really subtle, but since he is discharged from the hospital and cannot return to work immediately, lying on the hospital bed is no different.

It's just that thinking of his difficult ventricular repair surgery just slipping away from his hand, Gu Rong still felt a little depressed.

"Aren't you happy?" Zhuang Shaoqi saw Gu Rong's depression, leaned towards his face with a smile in his eyes, and kissed Gu Rong's lips: "What about now?"

The chests of the two who were pressed together were slightly hot, and Gu Rong heard the strong and regular heartbeat of his own heart under the chest: "..."

Zhuang Shaoqi then lowered his head, sucking on the neck that could not be covered by his hospital gown: "How about this?"

"..."

Zhuang Shaoqi kissed the exposed skin on Gu Rong's neck lightly and shallowly, and said seductively, "Brother Rong, aren't you happy?"

Gu Rong wrapped his arms around Zhuang Shaoqi's back, and the boredom of not having surgery for many days disappeared immediately. He hugged Zhuang Shaoqi tightly, and the two kissed fiercely.

The ambiguity that was overflowing in the ward was interrupted by a piercing knock on the door. Zhuang Shaoqi, who was pressing on Gu Rong, turned around and looked dissatisfiedly at Jan Sen at the door and Wang Honglin behind.

Jansen glanced at the messy white sheets on the hospital bed, gave them a thumbs up, mouthing [know how to play].

Gu Rong patted Zhuang Shaoqi on the back, and the latter turned over unwillingly, sat down on Gu Rong's hospital bed, and said coldly to the person at the door: "What are you doing here?"

"Needless to say, of course I'm here to see Gu Rong." After Jansen walked into the room and finished answering, he realized that the person Zhuang Shaoqi asked was not him at all.

"I'm here to see Dr. Gu." Wang Honglin looked gloomy, obviously he hadn't recovered from the scene he just saw.

Zhuang Shaoqi was about to say something more when Gu Rong grabbed his arm.

Gu Rong touched the skin on Zhuang Shaoqi's arm soothingly, and said softly, "Be obedient."

Zhuang Shaoqi said angrily, "Listen to the bullshit."

"I have listened to you and promised to stay in the hospital for a few more days. You should also listen to me and don't mess around." After Gu Rong finished speaking to Zhuang Shaoqi, he turned to the man by the door and said, "Hong Lin, go back."

The man nodded tremblingly, his voice seemed to be trembling: "I brought you some porridge, I'll put it down and leave."

After Wang Honglin came over with the bag, he placed the porridge inside neatly on the table.

When Gu Rong saw the two heavy porcelain bowls in the paper bag, a feeling of unbearable feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.

He was too immersed in the happiness bubble created with Zhuang Shaoqi, and he avoided everything that would make Zhuang Shaoqi feel unhappy.

Wang Honglin was sincere to him, but he couldn't even drink a bowl of porridge with this man.

After Wang Honglin left, Zhuang Shaoqi expressionlessly threw the porridge and porcelain bowls on the table into the trash can, and when he came back, he kissed him without questioning Gu Rong.

In such a sweet and dizzying deep kiss, Gu Rong even forgot about the last bit of unbearable, and put his whole body into Zhuang Shaoqi's body temperature, and even Jansen's fake cough beside him couldn't interrupt them .

Only after this illness did Gu Rong realize that Zhuang Shaoqi really knows how to take care of others.

Zhuang Shaoqi didn't know where to find the diet therapy method, and every meal sent to him was carefully selected brain nourishing ingredients.

Although the frequency of Gu Rong's vomiting has decreased a lot now, his appetite still hasn't recovered. Looking at the table covered with dishes, he still doesn't feel appetizing.

However, Jansen's eyes were staring at the side, just like a wolf who had been starving for three days and hadn't eaten, his saliva almost flowed out from his chin.

Zhuang Shaoqi turned a blind eye to Jenson's famine-like gluttony, and took out a small bowl of crucian carp soup from the thermos.The milky white soup exudes fragrance instantly, and the coriander dotted with it makes the soup look more mouth-watering. The fresh fragrance of crucian carp soup wafts throughout the ward.

As soon as Jansen took a step forward, Zhuang Shaoqi stared back at him, he could only lick his lips and leaned against the wall with a pitiful look, "I can't finish drinking so much soup, so give me a bowl. "

"No." Zhuang Shaoqi said firmly.

"Shaoqi, you are so ungrateful. If it wasn't for me, would you be with Gu Rong?" Jansen said eloquently, without taking his eyes off the bowl of crucian carp soup in Zhuang Shaoqi's hand for a second.

After Jansen finished speaking, he felt two eyes cast towards him at the same time. Gu Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at Jansen amusedly: "What does my being with Shaoqi have to do with you?"

Jian Sen gave Gu Rong a middle finger with contempt and contempt: "You two adulterers who crossed the river and demolished bridges! Have you forgotten who gave Zhuang Shaoqi your phone number? Without me, can you show your affection every day?"

As soon as Gu Rong reminded him, the past was instantly vivid in his memory. He leaned on the pillow behind his back and stared at Jenson on the opposite side and said, "You want me to thank you for giving away my number without my consent?"

Seeing that Gu Rong couldn't make sense, he turned to Zhuang Shaoqi and said, "It's fine if Gu Rong doesn't thank me, but I'm your benefactor."

"You can give me Gu Rong's phone number so easily, who knows how many people you have given to pursue him." Zhuang Shaoqi blew on the fish soup in the bowl and said calmly.

"**** I'm really convinced by you adulterers, you think you're the only one who knows how to cook, don't you? Xiao Min's cooking smells much better than yours."

Gu Rong was taken aback when he heard Jian Sen's words, looked at the fish soup in Zhuang Shaoqi's hand and said, "Did you make these yourself?"

"Yes." Zhuang Shaoqi smiled.

"Yesterday was also made by you?"

"Ah."

Gu Rong almost immediately regretted the waste of these days. He always thought that Zhuang Shaoqi asked a chef or nutritionist to make these soups for him on time every day. He never thought that Zhuang Shaoqi would steam and boil them for him. It was prepared, but he wasted most of Zhuang Shaoqi's wishes because he had no appetite.

"You don't need to do these things," Gu Rong said.

"How can this be done?" Zhuang Shaoqi put the soup on the table, and held Gu Rong's hand seriously: "I want to make up for the mistake of not answering Brother Rong's call before, and not rushing to you when you were sick. "

"I don't blame you." During the Spring Festival, Gu Rong's haze of not receiving any letter from Zhuang Shaoqi dissipated in an instant. When this man became sweet, he really had no way to deal with it.

"You are still stubborn. You obviously want me to cook for you, but you just want to pretend that you don't care."

Gu Ronghui held Zhuang Shaoqi's hand and put it on his lips: "I don't care, I don't want you to work hard."

Zhuang Shaoqi raised a beautiful smile: "Then in order to repay my hard work, Brother Rong, should you consider eating more today?"

Gu Rong still had no appetite, but the disgusting signal sent by his brain when he saw food suddenly disappeared, and he was stimulated by a newly secreted happy emotion.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhuang Shaoqi thought he was not feeling well, and didn't want him to make things difficult: "Does your head still hurt? If you feel uncomfortable, don't eat, it doesn't matter."

He didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he was so happy that his heart would fly.

Gu Rong looked at the dishes on the table, pointed to another stainless steel thermos and said, "What is that?"

"Bird's nest with rock sugar, do you want to eat it?"

"Well, give me a bowl."

Zhuang Shaoqi's taste is on the sweet side, and a lot of rock sugar is added to the bird's nest that he made. Gu Rong felt a little tired after eating a bowl.

But facing the bright smile on Zhuang Shaoqi's youthful face when he took the empty bowl, Gu Rong couldn't help but added two more bowls.