Doctor He, take your meerkat away.

In the clinic, Zhang Hongmeng was lying on the glass cabinet, staring at the vehicles and pedestrians passing by in front of the door. This was one of the most meaningless things that Uncle Zhangqiu thought. In the eyes of his father, the meaningful things were success and fame. It's all a waste of time.

"Doctor Zhang, give me a box of painkillers." Teng Changsheng honestly took out the cash in his pocket and put it on the table, and smiled shyly. He is the tenant downstairs of Zhang Hongmeng. My wives all come here to work from other places, so they are reserved and not talkative on weekdays.

"Okay, but, which one do you want? Where does it hurt?" Zhang Hongmeng raised the corner of his mouth, got up and opened the cabinet door. There were several kinds of painkillers inside.

"My wife has an upset stomach, so I'll buy her some medicine, probably because of women's affairs." Teng Changsheng's ears were red, and he lowered his head and touched his nose.

Zhang Hongmeng frowned suddenly, the smile in his eyes became a little serious and he said, "This is wrong, Brother Changsheng, isn't your wife pregnant? You can't take medicine for stomachache, go to the hospital to have a look." Withdrew from the box, closed the cabinet door and pushed the money towards Teng Changsheng.

"Ah, then I'll go back and tell her, I'm leaving." Teng Changsheng hurriedly took the money and left the clinic, Zhang Hongmeng clicked his tongue, he was already in his thirties, and he couldn't be so shy.

No one came to see the doctor all morning. At noon, he bought a pig's knuckle rice at the opposite street and ate it in the shop. Unexpectedly, the neighbor across the door came over.

"Eating?" He Songyu's gentle voice sounded above his head. Zhang Hongmeng looked up at him, wiped his mouth and said, "Yeah, what's wrong with Dr. He coming to me?" The packing box was cleaned up.

He Songyu put his hand in front of him and said, "Go to Dr. Zhang to change the medicine." The big eyes under the lens were smiling, watery, like a girl's family, Zhang Hongmeng was amused by his own thoughts, and shot He patted his thigh and said, "Then wait a minute, I'll bring something over."

The wound dries quickly, and there is no need to use gauze anymore. Zhang Hongmeng took a few glances and muttered, "It will probably leave a mark, tsk, those people are so fucking cruel." Items sorted out.

"You're probably getting better soon. I won't wrap the gauze for you this time. Just wait for the scab to fall off naturally."

"Okay, thank you." He Songyu nodded. At this moment, two children broke into the clinic. One of them covered the little boy's head with a pale face and his hands were covered with blood. "Doctor Zhang, Zhang Doctor, save Siyuan... woo..."

"Put him down quickly." Zhang Hongmeng picked up the child and lay flat on the mahogany bench. The boy's forehead was scratched, and the wound was deep. The boy was sobbing with tears all over his face, and grabbed his clothes with trembling hands.

"Siyuan, don't be afraid, let Uncle Zhang have a look, the bleeding will stop later, don't be afraid." Zhang Hongmeng held the gauze piece to press his wound, the child was still shivering in pain, so he asked He Song Yu helped press it, opened the cabinet and took out the sewing bag that he thought he would never need in the future.

Siyuan struggled a lot when he saw the suture needle, and He Songyu could only help hold him down together. Watching Zhang Hongmeng suture him skillfully after local anesthesia, the seriousness and earnestness in his brows made people look more. I took a few glances.

"Boy, go and call grandma grandson, and take Siyuan home." Zhang Hongmeng took off his gloves, washed his hands and called the child who was standing there, took out the truth stick he bought for quitting smoking from his pocket, and put it in Siyuan's hand "Eat it, taste of lychee, no bleeding now, don't be afraid"

"Hi... hiccup... thank you... Doctor Zhang" Siyuan was still sobbing, took the candy tremblingly, looked down at the lollipop and began to cry again, He Songyu stroked his hair and said, "Very Great, all big heroes have been knifed, and you can be considered a little hero."

"Really?" I'm a hero too? "The child's eyes were full of light.

"That's not it, look how sharp this needle is, it snorted several times on your head, isn't that a hero." He Songyu picked him up and sat on his lap, pointing to the suture needles in the curved bowl .

He Songyu is good at comforting others, and he is quite awesome. Seeing him hugging Siyuan, it is really different from his appearance, which is more like an ordinary person, not a fairy. A fluttering kaolin flower.

"Siyuan! Sinner, why did you bleed so much?" The old man staggered up to him, looking at the blood stains on his clothes, his cloudy eyes were about to overflow with tears.

Zhang Hongmeng talked about the condition of the wound to reassure the old man. Looking at their leaving backs, he turned his head and saw He Songyu's eyes were a little sad, and he looked at him suspiciously.

"The two children are very close, they are two brothers." He Songyu turned his head first, and took out his mobile phone to transfer money.

"They are neighbors. They live in the building next door to us. They go to and from school together every day. They have a good relationship. Children, how complicated the relationship can be. Sigh~ it will be different when they grow up." Poured some disinfectant alcohol and wiped the mahogany long stool.

"When a person grows up, there will be a lot of interests and emotions involved. Different views determine different ways of doing things. It is understandable that the relationship fades." He Songyu left this sentence and left.

In the evening, after closing the door and returning home, Zhang Hongmeng found out that he had left his house keys in the living room when he went out this morning. He called the landlord, but the other party said that he could not come to give him the keys, and the whole family was away on vacation.

"You can find a lock picker to open the door for you, or you can go to your clinic to stay overnight, I will be back tomorrow, and I will give you the key then." The renter told him the solution.

Hearing this tone, he won't be here tonight, and Zhang Hongmeng didn't force it, and replied casually, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to deliver the key tomorrow." After hanging up the phone and stretching, he saw He Songyu who just came back.

"Would you like to come in and stay for a while?" He Songyu pointed to the door of her own house, holding an exquisite gift box in her hand, and she didn't know who gave it to her.

"Ah?" Zhang Hongmeng never thought that he would invite him over, thinking that there was nowhere to go anyway, so he might as well borrow a bathroom to take a shower.

After entering, the inside is clean and tidy. The whole layout is decorated in a light green style, which makes people very comfortable. At first glance, it looks very warm and makes me want to sleep.

"You do this, the landlord is willing?" Two years ago when I moved in by myself, the first thing the charterer said was not to mess with the furniture, and he had to pay for the damage.

He Songyu took off his coat and hung it on the drying rack, unbuttoned it and rolled up his sleeves, saying, "Why doesn't he want to? I paid him to decorate it, and he has no reason not to agree. I didn't make a mess here. You sit down first." , do you want some water?"

"Do you have any wine here?"

"Have"

Opening the refrigerator, he took out three or four bottles of cold beer, as well as crayfish that had been processed but not cooked. Zhang Hongmeng saw that this was a late-night snack, and immediately became interested, "Beer with crayfish is perfect! " After finishing speaking, he gave a thumbs up.

As soon as he finished speaking, He Songyu was a little stunned. He didn't intend to cook these crayfish, he just took them out because the pot blocked the wine inside, but forget it, let's make a mistake.

"Okay, turn on the TV. There's a ball game tonight, do you want to watch it?" He Songyu was preparing side dishes in the kitchen, and Zhang Hongmeng poked his head in and said, "Look, I was thinking that I won't be able to get in later. I just went to the bar to watch it, I didn't expect you to see Dr. He too."

"Did you misunderstand me? Isn't it normal to watch a football game?" He Songyu took out a pan to heat oil, and the muscles on his arms were clearly defined.

"Hey, I thought you were the kind of master who reads papers and does scientific research all day long. You are busy, can I visit your place?" Zhang Hongmeng smiled and touched his nose.

He Songyu laughed out loud after hearing this, shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm not a great master, I just have some achievements in my field, you can visit it yourself."

There are many models of motorcycles on the bookshelf, and there is also a single photo of him graduating from college, usually a photo with his parents, maybe he didn't take it out, so Zhang Hongmeng didn't think much about it.

Looking at those exquisite models, it seems that He Songyu is not as out of place as he imagined. He is no exception to the things that men like.