Doctor He, take your meerkat away.

When he woke up naturally, he was just gray and gray. The calf in the plaster cast made him extremely uncomfortable. He Songyu, who was laying the floor, was no longer there. He checked his phone and it was only after six o'clock. Woke up so early?

He wanted to get out of bed, but when he moved his feet, the pain made him cry. After cursing "Fuck", he put his hands on his cramped thigh, and when He Songyu came in from the outside, he saw a person with a painful face.

"What's the matter with you?" I checked the position of the plaster cast, and the blood supply to the toe is also OK, and I feel relieved after confirming that everything is fine.

"Cramp, hiss..." Tears welled up from the corners of Zhang Hongmeng's eyes. This kind of pain is really unbearable for ordinary people. He Songyu helped him up, let his legs droop, and gently pinched him Stiff thighs after cramps.

"Maybe it's been maintaining an elevated posture. Is it better now?"

"Well, it's better. You are very skilled in this technique. Dr. He, could it be that you have also learned massage techniques?" Zhang Hongmeng's frown was loosened, and he looked down at this valuable hand. I can massage and...

The picture flashed through his mind for a moment, making him stand up in embarrassment, he immediately opened his hand, pulled the quilt to cover it in a panic, lowered his head and did not speak, his ears were as hot as if they had been roasted by fire, mom Yes, how to explain this problem?

The back of He Songyu's hands turned red. He saw that the gray shorts couldn't stop him at all, and said in a relaxed tone, "Didn't you graduate from clinical medicine? What's so surprising about the morning reaction of normal adult men?" , This is the first time, this is not acceptable, Doctor Zhang, this is not acceptable, you have to go and have a look."

"Damn, it's your first time," Zhang Hongmeng raised his head unconvinced and replied, his eyes met, seeing the other's teasing eyes, both of them burst out laughing.

"Okay, hey, I'll give you the crutches, go wash up, and make you breakfast." He Songyu helped him up with a smile on his lips, handed him the crutches, and opened the door to go out.

Normal reaction, yes, excited, Zhang Hongmeng felt that he was becoming more and more idiotic, shook his head and went to the bathroom with a cane, brushed his teeth, and put the wash cup next to another cup, why is the color so so? What about it?Randomly took a photo.

He Songyu was making breakfast in the kitchen, so he pulled a stool to sit at the dining table, played and sang with his guitar, and called it "compensating Dr. He for his hard work with music."

After the meal, He Songyu went to the balcony to water a few pots of green plants he raised. Zhang Hongmeng lay on the sofa with a few pillows to prop up his feet. Alas, the injured are annoying. Removing the plaster is so boring, I want to go to the balcony to water with He Songyu.

He took out his mobile phone, took a picture of his back, and posted a circle of friends with the washing cup at night and breakfast. He Songyu told him to go to the market to buy some food. Leave him to himself and call if he has something to do.

"He Songyu, why don't you buy some pig's knuckles? They say that what you eat will make you healthy. Let me eat more, so you can get better soon." Zhang Hongmeng pointed to his plaster leg and kindly suggested.

"Oh, yes, then I'll buy you some bullwhip along the way, so you can make up for it." He Songyu suggested with a rising tone, put on a cotton and linen jacket and went out. Zhang Hongmeng, who had reacted, scolded funnyly, "Fuck." ", throwing a pillow towards the door, no, I'm a famous person, I'm speechless.

After returning from the market, He Songyu bought a lot of vegetables. When he saw Uncle Zhangqiu downstairs, he didn't have any surprised expression on his face, and walked over with the corner of his mouth raised, "Why don't you go up and sit down, Mr. Zhang?"

"I'm not going up, let him go home to recuperate. No, don't you just like these nooks and crannies? A doctor doesn't wait for a good hospital, so he comes here to open a shop. He likes to play with cars. Huh, let him taste the pain now." Taste" Uncle Zhangqiu said more and more excitedly, "I don't even know if I owe him in my previous life, I'm old and I still have to work hard for him."

After He Songyu listened to him very quietly, he changed his hand to hold the environmental protection bag, smiled and pointed to the banyan tree over there and said, "Mr. Zhang, please go there with me, I have something to think about." Let you see." After speaking, he turned and went to the banyan tree, Uncle Zhangqiu looked there suspiciously, and there was a group of aunts picking vegetables sitting together, what's so interesting.

Seeing that he was not moving, He Songyu beckoned, "Come here, you will know later." He called repeatedly, and Uncle Zhangqiu followed his steps. Before he got under the banyan tree, he heard those aunts shouting. Discussing things about the neighborhood.

"Oh, Dr. Zhang's outpatient clinic is not open. I still want to get some antihypertensive drugs. Now, I have to go to the hospital to register again. It's troublesome."

"You don't know, Dr. Zhang's foot is injured, so he can't open a clinic. Later, I plan to send him some pig's knuckles, so that he can mend it. Last time, my old man had a heart attack. Fortunately, he was here. Help me When I came back, I haven’t thanked him yet.”

"Dr. Zhang is young, and he doesn't know which girl is lucky enough to marry him. Oh, you said I introduced him a partner, would he accept it?"

……

The discussion was still going on, Uncle Zhangqiu frowned and listened to his comments on Zhang Hongmeng that he thought would never come out, He Songyu said, "Actually, Zhang Hongmeng is very good, and you don't have to be in a hospital to study medicine." Only then can he play a role, here, he is a good doctor for this group of ordinary people, so what do you have to worry about?"

He Songyu politely stopped talking, and changed to a portable environmental protection bag, "His excellence cannot be measured by money. Mr. Zhang, you have a good son. He likes motorcycles, but he never goes out. Driving wildly and endangering society is just his personal hobby, and the fact that he was injured was also caused by someone else's fault, so what's wrong with him?"

A long passage was like enlightenment, making Uncle Zhangqiu re-understand the things and paths his son chose. What was his previous attachment?It was Zhang Hongmeng who left the path he arranged, which made him angry.

After Axiu left, no one tried to ease the atmosphere. Their relationship between father and son became worse and worse.

Uncle Zhangqiu smiled helplessly, and glanced at He Songyu, "So what should I do now? I've helped you so far, why don't you give me another move?"

"There are no tricks, go up to dinner with me later, calm down and communicate well, I believe Hongmeng will hear what you say." He Songyu looked at the time on his phone, and if he didn't go back to cook, there would probably be a hungry one at home Dead meerkat.

He urged Uncle Zhangqiu to go upstairs together. This was the first time Uncle Zhangqiu set foot in this house. The corridors were small and narrow. When passing through those floors, he could still hear the TV playing in the house, children crying, husband and wife arguing, All kinds of voices.

He Songyu watched from behind him, knowing how much he disliked him, and he remained silent, but Uncle Zhangqiu turned to him and asked him, "I should give you some reward for helping our father and son ease the relationship like this. I don't know what your fees are on weekdays." Businessmen are used to solving problems with money, and they are unwilling to owe favors.

"No, I did this for my friend Hongmeng. It's a personal relationship. Mr. Zhang doesn't need to pay for it. It's free. Go upstairs quickly, and you'll be there on the first floor." Uncle Zhangqiu smiled knowingly, this is true brotherhood Ah, it seems that my son finally met a talented friend.