Yaoer

At noon on Sunday, Geng Xiaojie felt like his throat was on fire.

Geng Xiaojie struggled to get out of bed, climbed to the side of the coffee table, and took a thermos bottle to pour down half a bottle of warm water from the previous night, finally feeling better.

When I got up, my head hit the wall again, and my whole body was spinning. I rummaged through the cabinet, found a board of aspirin and ate it, fell back on the bed heavily, and continued to sleep with the quilt rolled up.

Fever, fever...Cold, Geng Xiaojie's head was buzzing, his limbs were sore, his throat was burning, he was shivering under the quilt with chills, he forgot to take his temperature, and he was too lazy to get up, he really had no energy.

Sometimes people don't die of illness, but die of laziness.

Geng Xiaojie fell asleep again.

At midnight on Sunday, Geng Xiaojie got up again, poured the remaining half bottle of cold water from the thermos bottle the night before, and lay on the bed half dead.

In the early morning, the alarm clock rang and was slapped off by Geng Xiaojie.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, the internal phone rang, and Geng Xiaojie answered it in a daze. It was Dr. Hu.

"I, I..." Geng Xiaojie's voice became hoarse: "I have a cold... Teacher..."

"Take a good rest..." Dr. Hu's voice was far away in the sky and couldn't stop drifting: "I need an injection..."

Geng Xiaojie hurriedly said, "No no...cough, cough, take medicine..."

Dr. Hu said a few more words, Geng Xiaojie hung up the phone, got up and found the pills, took another one, fell down with a bang, and continued to sleep.

After sleeping for a while, Geng Xiaojie heard the phone ring, reached out from the bed and grabbed it, grabbed it by the pillow, pressed it with his ear, and continued to sleep.

"Open the door." The voice on the other end of the phone said.

"Uh...uh..." Geng Xiaojie: "What?"

"Open the door!" Lu Feihu's voice sounded from outside the door and through the receiver at the same time.

Geng Xiaojie took off the quilt and went to open the door, almost jumping on the person outside the door.

Lu Feihu hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, Geng Xiaojie waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, he lay back on the bed with the quilt rolled up, and let out a hot breath.

Lu Feihu said: "Teacher Hu said that you have a cold and asked for leave. Did you not have a fever?"

Lu Feihu stretched out his hand to touch Geng Xiaojie's forehead, that hand was cold, and Geng Xiaojie shrank back into the bed uncomfortably.

"Damn it." Lu Feihu said, "Why don't you go to the doctor for a fever?"

He reached into the bed, stroked Geng Xiaojie's neck, touched his chest, Geng Xiaojie felt a chill, and immediately yelled:

"Ahhh-"

Lu Feihu withdrew his hand, went to the medicine box in the cabinet and took a thermometer, it was 41 degrees.

Lu Feihu immediately picked up Geng Xiaojie, and found that his padded pajamas were unbuttoned, his lips were white, his forehead was hot, he turned over and lay motionless, so he went to fetch his shirt and help him put it on.

Geng Xiaojie leaned on Lu Feihu's shoulder. Lu Feihu took off his pajamas a few times, helped him put on his clothes and pants, made him sit on the edge of the bed, and knelt down on one knee to put on his shoes.

Geng Xiaojie said, "What are you doing..."

"Go to the infirmary!" Lu Feihu said angrily, "Why don't you go to the doctor when you are so sick... Sit down!"

Geng Xiaojie's eyes circled, his body tilted, and he fell down again.

Lu Feihu put on the shoes for him, put his military coat on him, pulled Geng Xiaojie's arm, let him lie on his back, and carried him downstairs to the infirmary for treatment.

Geng Xiaojie's whole body was burning hot, his consciousness was in chaos, his only memory was lying on Lu Feihu's back, his clean neck was very sexy, with a nice smell of skin.

His lips pressed against the side of Lu Feihu's neck, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of his throat.

In the future, I must be sick frequently, this treatment is really good... Geng Xiaojie thought in a daze, but Lu Feihu would be annoyed if he got sick frequently, and if he got sick twice in three days, he would probably leave him alone... There is no filial son in front of a long-term sick bed... This What a mess...

Lu Feihu put Geng Xiaojie on the chair in the infirmary and gave the doctor the thermometer. The doctor took another measurement. Geng Xiaojie shrank like a child, still a little chilly.

"Let's get an infusion." The doctor said, "Why didn't you come earlier?"

Lu Feihu said: "I don't know, I only found out at lunch today."

The doctor said: "How long has the fever been? Come on, ah—"

Geng Xiaojie's eyes were dull, and he let him see the coating on his tongue. The doctor said: "A person must pay attention to his health when he goes out..."

"No, no, no..." Geng Xiaojie immediately went mad when he saw the shining needle: "No injection, I will take medicine, take..."

"Sit down!" Lu Feihu roared angrily, raising his hand to beat him.

Geng Xiaojie was startled and didn't dare to struggle anymore. The doctor couldn't laugh or cry, and stuck the infusion needle in. Geng Xiaojie let out another exaggerated scream.

Lu Feihu really convinced him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The doctor said: "Such a big person is still afraid of injections?"

Geng Xiaojie grunted a few times, and the doctor said again: "Go to sleep for a while."

"Go to sleep." Lu Feihu signaled Geng Xiaojie to lean back in the chair, covered him with his military uniform jacket, and tucked him in.

After losing half a bottle of anti-inflammatory drugs, Geng Xiaojie felt better, his throat didn't hurt so much, he felt alive again, and he didn't shudder anymore.

Geng Xiaojie was a little more conscious, and had a weird dream, dreaming that Lu Feihu was grabbing himself to shoot... His body twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Lu Feihu sat across from him, flipping through a magazine. As soon as Geng Xiaojie woke up, he noticed that the two of them met, and Lu Feihu looked up at the hanging infusion bottle.

Half a bottle small, Lu Feihu smartly flashed his wrist again, looking at his watch.

Geng Xiaojie thought to himself: always so handsome.

"Sleep a little longer." Lu Feihu said calmly, continuing to read magazines.

Geng Xiaojie pretended to close his eyes, and couldn't help looking at him secretly, his eyebrows, his lips, his thin side face, and the bridge of his nose. Geng Xiaojie huddled in the military uniform, smelling the exclusive scent of Lu Feihu's imprint on the military uniform, It was a mixture of woolen military uniform, smoke, and men's skin, warm and safe.

Geng Xiaojie sniffed his shirt—it smelled of sweat.

Lu Feihu is very clean, his short hair looks very energetic, his thin army green shirt has the first two buttons unbuttoned, revealing his bronze-colored chest skin, his military trousers are ironed and smooth, he has a good figure, he stands like a loose and sits like a bell, very standard.

Lu Feihu noticed that Geng Xiaojie was looking at him, and said, "Sleep, don't you understand?"

Geng Xiaojie said, "Brother Feihu."

Lu Feihu raised his eyes and raised his sword eyebrows, signaling for him to speak quickly.

Geng Xiaojie: "How do you know I'm sick?"

Lu Feihu: "I didn't see you eating at noon, so I called the studio."

Geng Xiaojie nodded slowly, retracted his nose behind the collar of his military coat, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you busy?"

Lu Feihu looked at the infusion bottle, looked directly at Geng Xiaojie, frowned slightly, and said, "Not busy."

Geng Xiaojie: "Go back when you're busy, don't worry about me, it's much better now."

Lu Feihu called the doctor, told him to remember to change the medicine bottle, got up and left.

Geng Xiaojie covered his coat, feeling both happy and a little sad, he forgot to take the coat, why did he notice that he didn't go to eat at noon?Did you even make a special phone call to the workshop to ask?

I will come to see him specially, just treat myself as a friend.

Geng Xiaojie fell asleep again, for an unknown amount of time, when he heard the sound of a female doctor changing shift.

"Major, what brought you here?" a woman's voice laughed.

Lu Feihu still said indifferently: "My brother has a cold."

"Yo." The female doctor said, "Is this your brother?"

Lu Feihu didn't speak any more, the back of his hand hurt, the needle was pulled out, Geng Xiaojie immediately opened his eyes and woke up.

Lu Feihu came back at some point, stood at the door blocking the light, and asked, "Still have a fever?"

Geng Xiaojie said: "Alright...why are you..."

Geng Xiaojie saw a lunch box in Lu Feihu's hand, he guessed it was for food, and looked at the wall clock, it was already six o'clock in the evening, Lu Feihu probably went back to the office on the way, and went to buy him some dinner.

"Put on your clothes, it's cold outside." Lu Feihu turned around and went out after speaking.

"Thank you." Geng Xiaojie nodded goodbye to the female doctor, and left the infirmary wearing Lu Feihu's coat.

Lu Feihu walked ahead without turning his head, as if he was thinking about something, when the two arrived downstairs, Lu Feihu said: "I'll take you up."

Geng Xiaojie: "Go and eat, don't worry about me."

Lu Feihu said: "Why do you keep driving me away?"

Geng Xiaojie hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm just afraid of delaying your business."

Lu Feihu said: "I've eaten, let's go."

The author has something to say: Happy Singles' Day!Digging in advance

After ten days and a half months, there will be an ancient NP martial arts essay, serialized in Shuangkeng

This article has been finished, with a total of 27 words, divided into two volumes, HE, 1V1, there is no thrilling scene, it is purely a story of two people falling in love

The first volume is about love, the second volume is daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, love is often beautiful in the twilight period, and it is not so attractive once the window paper is pierced

But life is also the only way to go. Adults who only like to watch love can stop at the end of the first volume, as their story has come to an end.

Of course, there will be no abuse in the life of daily necessities, just supporting each other and living together.

Basically, this is a very boring running account. I would like to thank the sister Pai for the proofreading, and the relatives and friends who gave the first comments on this article.

And all the readers who are reading now, uniters—3—MUA

It is expected that the serialization will be completed before December 12th, and there will be no online version.

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