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It was also the first time for the driver brother to see this scene, he speeded up silently, and casually exchanged a few words with Song Baiyi.

"Now there is a traffic jam in the morning rush hour, I will try to drive as fast as possible, Mr. Song, don't worry."

Song Baiyi hummed, and looked down at the person in his arms.

Cheng Zhi is very thin.This was the first thought that popped into Song Baiyi's mind when he took him into his arms.

When he curled himself into a ball and buried his head in his chest, the two of them were so close that Song Baiyi could even see the tiny hairs on his fair skin and the faintly visible tiny blood vessels on his neck.

Because Cheng Zhi had just finished taking a shower, his body smelled very good, and the aroma of the fruity shower gel lingered on the tip of Song Baiyi's nose. He closed his eyes and resisted the thought of getting closer to take a breath.

The person in his arms is very obedient and doesn't move around.Song Baiyi could feel Cheng Zhi's even breathing, and when the pain came, he trembled slightly in his arms, and from time to time he tightened his grip on the corner of his clothes.

He didn't push away, and let Cheng Zhi curl up in his arms, his hands still kept moving, and he kept massaging Cheng Zhi's lower abdomen.

Cheng Zhi's severe pain just now has passed, and some small pains still hit intermittently, but when Song Baiyi put his hand up, all these feelings were covered.

The temperature is high today, so he wears thin clothes when he goes out.The temperature of Song Baiyi's palm was a little high, and it could pass through the thin fabric to Cheng Zhi's skin, warming his heart immediately.

The air conditioner in the car made Cheng Zhi a little cold, so he subconsciously put it on the heat source around him.He put one hand on Song Baiyi's shoulder, and the other on the forearm where Song Baiyi was massaging that hand for him.

The distance between the two is infinitely close to zero, and Cheng Zhi can even feel Song Baiyi's abdominal muscles are pressing against him, and he can feel it just by raising his hand.

Whether Cheng Zhi dared to raise his hand, he honestly let Song Baiyi hold him in his arms, enjoying the gentle and considerate massage service on his lower abdomen.

Staying in Song Baiyi's arms felt very at ease, and the car was stable. Cheng Zhi was already in pain, and he didn't sleep well last night.

Under Song Baiyi's hard work and continuous service, Cheng Zhi's stomach pain gradually weakened and then disappeared, which took less than 10 minutes.

Once he relaxed, Cheng Zhi felt a sense of drowsiness hit him first, and soon, he unconsciously rubbed against Song Baiyi's arms with the pleasant woody fragrance on Song Baiyi's body, leaning against his I fell asleep with a heavy chest.

"The hospital is here. Teacher Song, do you need me to open the door for you?" The driver just stopped the car and turned to look at the two people in the back seat.

The driver was driving just now, and the two people who got on the seat got together without knowing when.Song Baiyi put one hand on the student's waist and the other on the student's lower abdomen. From the movements of his wrists, it could be seen that he was rubbing the student's lower abdomen slightly.

But now, that student was leaning on Song Baiyi's arms, his body undulating slightly according to the rhythm of his breathing, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Song Baiyi looked at the student with eyes that were different from the stern eyes the driver usually saw, and could only feel infinite tenderness.

After feeling the unusual atmosphere between the two people, the driver held his breath, and his voice was much softer, "Do you need me to get out of the car?"

Song Baiyi looked up at the driver in response.Probably because of the sudden interruption, the last trace of tenderness in Song Baiyi's eyes disappeared, replaced by the usual alienation.He nodded without making a sound, and signaled with his eyes that the driver could leave.

After the driver left, the car returned to calm.

Afraid of waking Cheng Zhi up, Song Baiyi didn't move, letting Cheng Zhi sleep in his arms.

Cheng Zhi's breathing could only be heard in the whole car.Sometimes he could hear a few whimpers from his restless sleep.

Song Baiyi lowered his eyes, turned his head slightly to look at Cheng Zhi's sleeping face.

Different from the previous look that was always high-spirited, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly with the frequency of breathing, and the lips were slightly parted, looking defenseless.

On weekdays, Cheng Zhi is always training hard, as if he doesn't get tired.When he was out of breath, he would not shout tired and stop, and he would not cry pain when he was injured, and he always looked energetic.

Just now Cheng Zhi cried out in pain, Song Baiyi didn't expect Cheng Zhi to take the initiative to lean into his arms, and he didn't expect Cheng Zhi to obediently help him rub his lower abdomen without resisting.

This is the first time that Cheng Zhi has shown all his fragility to Song Baiyi.

Although it hurts, Song Baiyi still enjoys the feeling of being relied on by Cheng Zhi.

He suddenly felt a little reluctant to push away.

Cheng Zhi slept soundly this time, and when he woke up, his head was a little foggy.He hummed a few times subconsciously, and rubbed his head on Song Baiyi's shoulder twice.

When he turned his head and met Song Baiyi's eyes, he realized that he was still in Song Baiyi's arms.

"woke up?"

The moment they looked at each other, Cheng Zhi watched Song Baiyi's lips gently open and close, and the low and pleasant voice fell into his ears, making his ears a little itchy.

The heat from Song Baiyi's palm coming from his abdomen gradually became clear, and it burned to Cheng Zhi's ears in no time.

Cheng Zhi's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, he tilted his head silently, covered his hot lower half of his face with one hand, leaned back against the seat with the other, and slowly left Song Baiyi's embrace.

Song Baiyi didn't stop him and let him move.When Cheng Zhi moved a little away from him, he silently withdrew the hand that had just stroked Cheng Zhi's lower abdomen.

Just now, the smooth and delicate feeling of Cheng Zhi's abdomen was still there, Song Baiyi twisted his fingers, coughed twice, and looked up at the person on the other side of the car seat, whose face was already blushing.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Baiyi asked softly.

Cheng Zhi rubbed his face, he shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Teacher Song for rubbing my stomach just now..."

His voice became softer as he got to the back, and after he finished speaking, he immediately pulled out the mask he had just put on from his pocket, covering up the redness on his face, whether it was due to fever or discomfort.

Seeing his movements, Song Bai smiled lightly, hooked his fingers at Cheng Zhi, and signaled him to come closer to him.

Cheng Zhi's mind is still a little messed up now, he was too lazy to think, so he followed Song Baiyi's intentions, and just poked his head over, he felt Song Baiyi took a hat from the back seat of the car and gently put it on his head.

With his head lowered and his sight firmly blocked by the brim of his hat, Cheng Zhi couldn't see the expression on Song Baiyi's face, but could only feel that his voice was emotionless.

"Put on your hat, I'll take you to the doctor."

Cheng Zhi murmured and took off his hat.He tidied up his hair, adjusted the angle of his hat and looked at Song Baiyi.

"I don't have any pain now, and it doesn't matter if I don't go to the doctor."

Song Baiyi glanced at Cheng Zhi, and said calmly, "Who was the one who just cried out for pain? Get out of the car."

After finishing speaking, Song Baiyi opened the car door on the side close to him, got out of the car and closed the door, the action was done in one go.

Before Cheng Zhi had time to refuse, he felt the car door beside him being pulled open by Song Baiyi from the outside.

In order to prevent being recognized by others, Song Baiyi also put on a mask, and looked down at Cheng Zhi who was sitting in the car.

"Can you walk by yourself? Do you need me to help you down?"

Hearing that Song Baiyi had spoken to this point, Cheng Zhi didn't want to continue to resist, so he hummed, "It's ok."

After speaking, Cheng Zhi lifted his foot and walked out.

It may be because he slept curled up in the same position on the car for too long. The moment he touched the ground, Cheng Zhi's legs were a little weak, and he lost his footing for a while, and fell forward.

Song Baiyi stood where he was, and quickly supported Cheng Zhi.

Cheng Zhi fell into Song Baiyi's arms again, and was a little lost for a moment.He leaned against Song Baiyi's chest, and could clearly feel Song Baiyi's chest vibrating slightly with the frequency of his speech.

"Can you walk by yourself?"

Cheng Zhi relied on Song Baiyi's strength to stand up straight, holding onto the hem of his clothes, and only slowly let go when his feet gradually felt solid.

"My legs are numb just now..."

Song Baiyi hummed, and raised his hand to help Cheng Zhi straighten the crooked hat, "Understood, let's go now."

Entrusted by Song Baiyi, the program team helped Cheng Zhi register in advance. As soon as he arrived at the consultation waiting area, Cheng Zhi heard a mechanical female voice calling his name.

After a set of routine examinations, Cheng Zhi leaned weakly on the chair, waiting for the doctor to explain the condition to him.

The doctor took the examination report that Song Baiyi handed over, and after reading the basic index, he casually reported Cheng Zhi's symptoms.

"Acute gastroenteritis, and a little fever, go hang up two bottles of water first."

After finishing speaking, the doctor handed Song Baiyi the hot treatment sheet that just came out of the printer, "Take this to pay the fee, and then take him to the infusion area to wait."

The doctor looked at Cheng Zhi who was weakly slumped on the chair with his face completely covered, and said earnestly, "I can see too many people like you who have stomach problems when you just turned 20, young man Don't toss your body all the time, you only have one stomach..."

Cheng Zhi gave a muffled hum, and didn't listen to what the doctor told him at all.

He has only one thought in his mind right now.

Song Baiyi found out about the gastroenteritis caused by eating barbecue last night.

Before Cheng Zhi had time to feel depressed, he felt Song Baiyi pat the brim of his hat lightly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to get an injection."

On the way to the infusion area, the two of them had no unnecessary communication. Song Baiyi went to pay the fee, and Cheng Zhi silently sat in a small corner with few people in the infusion area, waiting for the sister nurse to give him an injection, and thinking about Song Baiyi's treatment. How will you train yourself.

On the other side, Song Baiyi looked at the string of "acute gastroenteritis" on the list, it was dazzling no matter how you looked at it.

After paying the fee, without even thinking about it, he called the security department of the program group without saying a word.

"Hello? I'm Song Baiyi."

"Well, it's me. It's nothing. I just hope that you can strengthen the patrol of the back door in the future. It's better to add some protective fences to prevent people from climbing over the wall."

"If you don't have enough funds, please contact my assistant, and he will help solve it."

"Work hard, goodbye."

As soon as he finished the call, he put down his phone and looked up when he met Cheng Zhi who was holding a disposable paper cup to fetch hot water.

Cheng Zhi, who heard the content of the phone call between Song Baiyi and others, silently clenched the cup in his hand, thought for a moment and asked.

"Teacher Song... Are you angry?"

Song Baiyi didn't speak. After putting away his phone, he stepped forward to Cheng Zhi's side and took the paper cup from Cheng Zhi's hand.

No emotion could be heard in the tone, "You go back first."

Cheng Zhi didn't leave, he silently watched Song Baiyi make him a cup of hot water, and then followed Song Baiyi back.

After helping Cheng Zhi put the paper cup away, Song Baiyi was about to get Cheng Zhi's medicine, but just two steps away, he felt a pulling force coming from behind him, and his clothes were grabbed by someone.

When he turned his head, he found that Cheng Zhi was holding on to the corner of his clothes, with a slightly aggrieved tone.

"Ms. Song... I know I was wrong. Next time I won't go over the wall to get takeout, don't be angry, okay?"

Song Baiyi sighed, his tone a bit helpless.

"I am not angry."

After finishing speaking, Song Baiyi lowered his eyes, lightly pinched Cheng Zhi's fingers that were holding onto his clothes, and continued.

"If I had known that you would be in such severe pain today, I shouldn't have softened my heart last night."