belated antidote

When Zhong Huaiyuan came in with breakfast, he saw Qi Dongqing laying on the table with his head in his hands, and for a moment he suspected that he had strayed into the anti-pornography scene.

He leaned back slightly, confirmed that the words "Yuanxiang Room" were indeed written on the sign outside, and his doubts deepened.

Zhong Huaiyuan didn't have the habit of listening to corners, but Xia Zelan had a superior voice and could speak clearly at the same time, it was hard for him not to hear.

"What happened?"

When Xia Zelan saw it was him, she grabbed her hands and slipped away, quite conscious of hiding her merit and fame.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Qi Dongqing twisted and propped up her body, but considering her injury, she could only turn the uninjured side of her face to the front, trying to get away with it.

The affectation in my imagination fell into the eyes of the other party and turned into scratching my head.In Zhong Huaiyuan's view, Qi Dongqing at this moment is like a recreated version of Auguste Rodin's "The Thinker", the hand that should have been supporting the chin has been moved to the forehead, which is awkward and weird but also somewhat nondescript and funny.

When encountering questions that cannot be answered, it is the best policy to turn to the customer.Qi Dongqing kicked back the questioning ball: "Why are you here?"

The evasive attitude and erratic eyes all show the other party's guilty conscience.Realizing that he was hiding something from him, Zhong Huaiyuan felt a strong displeasure in his heart.

Zhong Huaiyuan subconsciously moved the muscles near the brow bone, the heroic brows were raised and then slowly fell back, with a trace of ruffianism full of lethal sex appeal.

Qi Dongqing just glanced at it, and wanted to immediately become a steel titanium nail welded to the eyebrows and eyes that made him sink.

Zhong Huaiyuan put down the plastic bag in his hand, and sat down beside him again.During the whole process, he changed many angles of view, but the other party avoided them all as if they were trying to oppose him.

He sighed helplessly, and dragged Qi Dongqing, including the chair, into the control range of his knees like he used to deal with disobedient children in the emergency room.

The shadow of his body enveloped Qi Dongqing, Zhong Huaiyuan seemed to be able to easily hug him with his arms.The teleportation just now gave Qi Dongqing the inertia to move forward, and the sudden brake made him unable to resist jumping forward, with one hand resting on Zhong Huaiyuan's thigh.

The muscles under the palm tensed instantly, and the strong and firm touch also exuded a scorching temperature, which made Qi Dongqing's face flushed.

Zhong Huaiyuan held the little quail by the back of his neck, and his tone was irresistible: "Should I confess it myself, or I will expose it. Choose one."

The unexpected distance breakthrough made all Qi Dongqing's efforts come to naught. He subconsciously covered his mouth, and the bruised wound on his forehead lost his cover and was completely exposed.

With a knife on Sezi's head, Qi Dongqing scolded herself "no prospect" in her heart as if discouraged.But so what, he seemed to be able to nibble on the tip of Zhong Huaiyuan's nose just by raising his head, and the brief intimate contact was worth an education.

"It's my initiative to confess, you have to be lenient." Qi Dongqing said anxiously, remembering the multiple-choice question just now.

Even though he had already made a rough guess, Zhong Huaiyuan still lowered his brows in displeasure when he saw the excessively ferocious wound.The fair skin is like a canvas dyed with flowers, and the interlaced colors of blue and purple are very eye-catching.

"How did you do it?" Zhong Huaiyuan still decided to give the little doctor a chance to tell the truth.

Qi Dongqing hummed for a while, then made up a lie: "Just now I accidentally knocked on the door before I woke up, it's all right, huh?"

Zhong Huaiyuan took a good look at his roving eyeballs, decided not to be polite to him, stretched out his hand to fix his head, and briefly checked the injury.

During the period, a nurse knocked on the door with prepared emergency supplies, and Qi Dongqing asked her to put down the tray and leave.It seems that the whole library knows about the little doctor's injury, and it must not be as simple as he said.

Zhong Huaiyuan's patience gradually ran out, and he tugged on Qi Dongqing's other cheek as a warning, the soft touch under his fingers did not relieve his anxiety.

"Say it."

Qi Dongqing was pinched by someone, and she had no strength to fight back, so she slurred a brief description of what happened to Little Pudding's parents in the clinic just now.

I thought that people would lose their minds in the face of death, but I didn't expect that the work of the little doctor is not completely free of hidden dangers of work-related injuries.

"Why didn't you tell the truth from the beginning?" Zhong Huaiyuan wrapped the ice pack in a towel and carefully applied the swelling, his tone was far less gentle than his hands, "I'm afraid I'll blame you for not protecting yourself well at work?" In fact He was pretending to be indifferent, just because he was worried that he couldn't hide his love for the little doctor.

"I'm afraid you're worried about me." Qi Dongqing lowered her eyes and dared not look at him, her eyelashes cast a faint shadow.

The other party now looks like a mimosa that closes itself when touched. Zhong Huaiyuan thinks it is cute, but he still pretends to care:

"You asked me to confess to you when I was depressed, but I didn't respect the rules of the game. Qi Dongqing, do you have such a double standard?"

"You said that I can trouble you at will, and I also hope to be your support when you are injured."

Unable to bear the double accusation, Qi Dongqing hurriedly stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhong Huaiyuan's wrist.The other party's pulse was clear and strong, but his own heartbeat was chaotic first.

"I promise you, the next time you encounter any trouble, you will be the one to blame." Qi Dongqing squinted her eyes and acted like a spoiled child, with a reckless look of "I've cheated on you", and finally managed to coax him.

The analgesic effect of the ice compress was very strong, and the swelling feeling on Qi Dongqing's forehead subsided a lot.He gnawed on the cold rice cake and let out a sigh of enjoyment: "It's delicious! By the way, why did you come here suddenly?"

Even if Zhong Huaiyuan had a whim, he would ask himself in advance whether it was convenient, and it was not in his style to rush forward rashly like today.Qi Dongqing vaguely felt that something had happened.

"I didn't make an appointment, Doctor Qi wouldn't just leave him dead, would he?" Zhong Huaiyuan joked with him, "There's no particular reason, I just want to see you."

"Liar." Qi Dongqing sensitively captured the melancholy in his eyes, "Brother Yuan, do you know that I can smell the ratio of various ingredients in your emotions."

Zhong Huaiyuan looked in disbelief, Qi Dongqing said again: "You are happy and depressed now, the good mood must be brought to you by me, if emo is worth, I guess it has something to do with Renji."

"But you said that, I think it should be [-]." Zhong Huaiyuan did not deny the emotional restoration effect of the person in front of him.

Because he was smiling, Qi Dongqing's eyes always had a hint of affection, and it seemed that being swept by those eyes was more lingering than leaving a kiss.

In this illusion, Zhong Huaiyuan naturally confided all his negative emotions, including the anger of being used as a bargaining chip and the unwillingness to be belittled.

"He also said that I'm a waste product." Zhong Huaiyuan was so angry that he let out a cold chuckle.

"If you are a waste product, then I am the most powerful Taobao person." Qi Dongqing's tone and eyes were extremely gentle, like willow branches stirring spring water for no reason, causing ripples in Zhong Huaiyuan's heart, "Wait for me to change" Waste 'is a treasure, show it in front of him and piss him off!"

Zhong Huaiyuan smiled without saying a word.Hundreds of flowers are competing for beauty outside the window, and countless people are trying their best to preserve this moment of spring.He doesn't chase after, because the spring that belongs to him is close at hand.

Qi Dongqing is the vivid, eternal and palpable spring in his heart, wrapped in love and blooming only for him.

Zhong Huaiyuan is very sure that he is conscious now, and can score a standard 15 points in the Glasgow coma scale. Being sober allows him to calmly listen to the changes in his heart.

He felt distressed and worried about Qi Dongqing, didn't want him to be hurt, and wanted to protect him at any time.If there is no nutrition, I can make myself laugh easily, as if being around him can digest all the troubles in life.

The 24 solar terms have obviously come to the end of spring, but Zhong Huaiyuan seems to have just experienced a shock in his relationship.The dark light pierced the sky, and the silent thunder woke up his primitive instincts that had been dormant in the shell——

Most likely, this uneasy feeling should be the "like" that everyone easily talks about and which he regards as sacred.

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*Cinnamon Twig: dispelling cold and relieving the exterior; warming and dredging the meridians;

**Glasgow Coma Scale (GLS): A medical method for evaluating the degree of coma in a patient. The lower the score, the more severe the disturbance of consciousness. 15 points for conscious awareness.

Xiaoyuan A went up today!Let's say together, Xiaoyuan is on a journey!