Surgeon Master Andrology

Gong Zhaonan drank down a bowl of porridge in a fit of anger, while Cen Yan waited beside him.

"Hey," he saw that Cen Yan was serious and didn't intend to leave at all, "You're not done yet, I haven't caused any trouble after talking about it, you have to forgive me and forgive your mother for not teaching you? "

Cen Yan stood up straight and approached the bed step by step, making Gong Zhaonan tremble in fright, but because of the man's face, he gritted his teeth and asked a second before Cen Yan completely approached the bed, "What are you doing?"

"Today is your birthday, huh?" Cen Yan made a special "huh?" to express his confirmation. In fact, he had already verified it. Before Gong Zhaonan woke up, he gave him the quilt from the hospital registration Guy, I checked his information by the way, and to Cen Yan's slight surprise, Gong Zhaonan's birthday was on the same day as his grandma's memorial day.

Gong Zhaonan opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't say it. After a while, he lowered his head and said "um" in response to Cen Yan's question, "How do you know?" Before Cen Yan could answer, he said to himself, " Oh... I forgot that the inpatient department has registration information."

Cen Yan looked up at the wall clock in the ward, "There are still 10 minutes." He reached out to take the lunch box from Gong Zhaonan's hand, "Happy birthday."

Gong Zhaonan wanted to say thank you, but when he looked up, he found that Cen Yan had already left, and all he was left with was the back of the door opening. This was the first person after his grandmother who knew his birthday, as if at this moment, no matter how much he hated Cen Yan before , how perverted, how hateful, it doesn't matter anymore, Gong Zhaonan is grateful to him, grateful to him for making him feel for the first time that there is something warm on grandma's memorial day.

Cen Yan is not a warm-hearted man, not even a good person. If I don't hate you, I can ignore you, but if you mess with me, I will definitely make your life worse. He has never opened the principle. Another example, but he has hardly communicated with people all the time, not to mention few people dare to provoke him, so the problem lies with this Gong Zhaonan. In the past few days, he has felt Cen Yan's principles deeply. However, inexplicably, Cen Yan also made another example for this Gong Zhaonan.

From him buying porridge, ordering cakes, staying overnight... the fool can see it, right?

Gong Zhaonan was staring at the wall clock in a daze, when Cen Yan came back with the cake, he gathered his mind and took a look again, since he left to the present, it has not been more than 3 minutes.

"Have you bought the cake in advance?" Gong Zhaonan smiled helplessly at Cen Yan from the bottom of his heart for the first time, "Actually, you are quite a nice person. I am flattered, little brother..."

Cen Yan put the table on the bed and opened the cake. Gong Zhaonan immediately noticed the words on the cake, "The Mental Hospital is on East Street."

"Damn it?!" Gong Zhaonan wanted to blow his hair, he really wanted to slap himself, "Why are you so sloppy, how could this pervert be kind enough to celebrate his birthday! He just wants to change his ways to punish himself?! Gong Zhaonan Ah Gong Zhaonan, you are still too young..." He looked up at Cen Yan's expressionless face, reached out and wiped the words into his mouth, then licked his fingertips clean, and sent Cen Yan a kiss. A provocative look in the past, of course, was turned a blind eye by Cen Yan.

"Hey, there are only 5 minutes left!" Gong Zhaonan was already full, and more than half of a birthday cake went down, he burped and asked Cen Yan, "Don't you want to eat something to be happy about the birthday?"

"Don't eat."

"Why?" Gong Zhaonan felt that he had made money. He met a pervert, but it was actually okay. He wanted to find some fun for his boring life. The main thing was that this pervert could buy him porridge and cakes for free, but he didn't even eat it. Province!

"There are so many problems." Cen Yan saw Gong Zhaonan's hands uneasy on the bed, and he knew what he was thinking when he glanced at the bedside table. He took out his cigarette case from his pocket and threw it to him, "Just this one Gener, if you still want to be hospitalized in the future, just bear with me."