Dongyang

At nightfall, Mo Dongyang finally woke up, he was hungry.

Fang Huaizhou was looking at the company's new project on the sofa. As soon as Mo Dongyang moved, he immediately put down the documents in his hand and stepped forward.

"What's wrong?" Fang Huaizhou first touched Mo Dongyang's head, and then he was relieved after confirming that he didn't have a fever.

"I'm hungry..." Mo Dongyang rubbed his stomach embarrassedly, and smiled at Fang Huaizhou.Fang Huaizhou rubbed his head, shook the hospital bed, then carefully supported Mo Dongyang to sit, and took the insulated box that he had prepared earlier.

"Scallop lean meat porridge, you like this." Fang Huaizhou took the bowl and scooped up a bowl of thick and delicious porridge.

Mo Dongyang pouted his nose and sniffed, but unfortunately he couldn't smell anything because of his stuffy nose, but the appearance of the porridge made people's index fingers twitch.

"You made it?" Mo Dongyang asked. Fang Huaizhou cooked this porridge for him before, and it tasted great.

"No." Fang Huaizhou took a sip to test the temperature of the porridge, and it was just right, "I asked the nanny from the old house to do it." He guarded Mo Dongyang and couldn't leave, so he had to ask Fenghua to help him go back to the old house for the nanny Make some porridge and bring it.Because of his negligence, Fenghua caused Mo Dongyang to have a high fever again, and he felt extremely guilty, so he helped without saying a word.

Mo Dongyang was infused with fluid in his right hand, and it was inconvenient to eat. Fang Huaizhou ignored Mo Dongyang's willingness to do it himself, and fed him little by little with a spoon.

It has been almost five days since Mo Dongyang was admitted to the hospital, and he has hardly eaten anything seriously. In the first two days, he couldn’t eat because he was in a coma. After he woke up, he could only eat some clear soup and millet porridge because of a chest operation. Most of the time, he was infused with nutrients liquid.Now I can finally have a good meal, even if it is porridge, it is porridge with lean meat and scallops added!

A bowl of porridge bottomed out quickly, and Mo Dongyang licked his lips unsatisfied. Although it was not Fang Huaizhou's craftsmanship, it was unexpectedly delicious!Mo Dongyang smiled brightly at Fang Huaizhou: "One more bowl!"

Fang Huaizhou wiped the corners of his mouth for him, smiled and said: "Liang Jin said, you can't eat too much at once after being hungry for so many days, or you will have a stomachache. Take a rest first, and eat after three hours."

This doctor's order was simply bad news for Mo Dongyang, and he didn't look at Fang Huaizhou, but pulled the corner of the quilt in dissatisfaction, and kept his mouth shut.It looks like a child who can't get his favorite toy, but is stubborn and refuses to ask his parents to ask for it. He is so pitiful and very lovable.

Fang Huaizhou was amused, Mo Dongyang's illness seemed to make him several years younger, he loves acting like a baby, and his temper has grown.However, compared to Fang Huaizhou's age, Mo Dongyang is indeed still young. The former Mo Dongyang was too sensible and worried.Mo Dongyang like this is what he should look like at this age.

"Then eat another half bowl." Fang Huaizhou couldn't help rubbing Mo Dongyang's head again, indulging Mo Dongyang's appetite.

Mo Dongyang laughed immediately when he heard the words, and looked up at Fang Huaizhou, his eyes that had been dimmed due to injuries for the past few days were also shining brightly at this moment.

Fang Huaizhou endured it for a long time before he resisted the desire to hug him into his arms and knead him hard. He scooped up half a bowl of porridge and fed him slowly.

When he was full, Mo Dongyang breathed out comfortably, looked at Fang Huaizhou who had changed his clothes and shaved his beard, and remembered that he had not taken a bath since he fell into the sea, and immediately felt uncomfortable all over.

"I want to take a bath." Mo Dongyang looked up at Fang Huaizhou and said.

Fang Huaizhou had just cleaned up the dishes, when he heard Mo Dongyang's words, he scratched his nose and coaxed: "Your wound has not had stitches removed, and you have a high fever in the morning, so don't take a bath now. Be obedient and wait for your wound to be removed." The thread is gone, I'll wash it for you again, okay?"

Mo Dongyang wrinkled his nose, and said in a low voice, "But I think I'm going to go bad..."

Fang Huaizhou laughed when he heard this, bent over and hugged Mo Dongyang, bit his neck, and said, "It's not bad, it's several degrees below zero here, and it can be kept fresh without a refrigerator."

Mo Dongyang's neck was itchy from Fang Huaizhou, he hid and said, "Then get me a basin of water, I'll wipe my body, and change my clothes along the way."

Knowing that Mo Dongyang likes to be clean, Fang Huaizhou said, "I wipe your body every day, and change your clothes every day. Don't worry." Fang Huaizhou hugged Mo Dongyang, let him lie comfortably on his chest, and pecked at him. Touching his ear, he said, "Even if you are rotten, I won't despise you."

Mo Dongyang's ears turned red all of a sudden, not only his ears were red, but his face was also red.Fang Huaizhou used to be gentle and considerate to him, but he seldom said love words, don't say love words, and never said anything similar.However, he actually said it now!Not only that, these days, Fang Huaizhou smiled at him more.Moreover, he was never called "Fei Ran" again.Since he was rescued the day he fell into the water, Fang Huaizhou only called him "Dongyang".

Does this mean that he is no longer a stand-in for his name?Does it mean that Fang Huaizhou allowed him to "foul"?

Not knowing Mo Dongyang's complicated thoughts, Fang Huaizhou only thought that the shy Mo Dongyang was cute, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

When Mo Dongyang finally came back to his senses, Fang Huaizhou had already put his hand in where it shouldn't be, and was still licking and kissing his earlobe in his mouth.

"Hmm..." Mo Dongyang grabbed Fang Huaizhou's unruly hand, and said softly, "Huaizhou, don't..."

Fang Huaizhou remained silent, grasping his weakly resisting hands with one hand, kneading and stroking his clothes with the other, his lips and tongue wandered over his face and earlobes.

Mo Dongyang hadn't had sex for a long time, now that Fang Huaizhou teased him like this, he felt hot all over his body, worse than having a high fever.

Fang Huaizhou listened to Mo Dongyang's groaning with restraint, and lifted Mo Dongyang's chin with one free hand, and kissed his longing lips.

"Has Dongyang woke up? How do you feel—" Liang Jin, who looked down at the medical record in his hand while opening the door, choked the last word "Yang" in his throat when he looked up.

"What's wrong with Dr. Liang?" The short nurse behind Liang Jin didn't know why, she only knew that Liang Jin was stuck at the door and his whole body was stiff, but his tall back blocked her view, so she had no idea what happened in the ward.

Liang Jin backed away stiffly, and the nurse was also forced to back away. Just about to ask again, Liang Jin slammed the door shut with a gloomy expression.The nurse was taken aback. Although she didn't understand why, she didn't dare to speak again.

After waiting at the door for 2 minutes, Liang Jin sent the nurse away, knocked on the door, and said "Please come in" before opening the door again and going in.

Mo Dongyang has already hid in the quilt, completely hiding himself in it and dare not come out, he will be ashamed to be bumped into by outsiders like this!

Fang Huaizhou sat on the side of the hospital bed without the slightest bit of embarrassment, pulled Mo Dongyang's tightly wrapped quilt helplessly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Dongyang, don't hide inside, be careful you'll get bored."

Mo Dongyang grabbed the quilt tightly and ignored him, only feeling his face burning.

Liang Jin coughed lightly, his face was not very good-looking, and Mo Dongyang was probably too embarrassed to see him, so he asked Fang Huaizhou directly: "How is he doing tonight? Is he still burning? Is there any discomfort? Have you eaten?" ? How is your spirit?"

Liang Jin asked a series of questions, Fang Huaizhou had no choice but to give up grabbing the quilt with Mo Dongyang, and replied: "Dongyang woke up around 06:30, the fever has completely subsided, and there is no persistent low-grade fever. The body is not bad, but hungry Yes, I ate a bowl and a half of porridge. Are you in good spirits—" Fang Huaizhou glanced at Mo Dongyang, who was huddled in the snail shell and refused to come out, and couldn't help laughing: "Very good."

With a double entendre, Liang Jin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and Mo Dongyang wanted to pounce on Fang Huaizhou under the quilt!

Liang Jin gritted his teeth to suppress his emotions, and said without any emotion as much as possible: "If you pay attention these few days, there should be no major problems, and you will be discharged from the hospital after the stitches are removed in two days. He has been hungry for too long, try to eat as little as possible. , give him more warming and nourishing food. Dongyang has suffered from typhoid fever this time, so he must take good care of his body slowly, otherwise his health will be much worse in the future."

Fang Huaizhou nodded, silently remembering all this in his heart.

Liang Jin stared at Fang Huaizhou, hesitated for a while, and then said: "There is a saying in Chinese medicine, which is called strengthening the root and cultivating the source. Dongyang has hurt the root this time, you, you should restrain yourself, and try not to touch him during this time."

Mo Dongyang, who was hiding under the quilt, froze when he heard these words, his face turned into a burning cloud with a "boom".

Fang Huaizhou was a little dissatisfied, but he nodded for Mo Dongyang and said, "Understood."

"Cough," Liang Jin approached the hospital bed, and said softly to Mo Dongyang, "Dongyang, stretch out your hand, the drip is over, I'll help you remove the needle."

The quilt moved, and then slowly stretched out a right hand.

Although he saw the scene of killing his heart, Liang Jin couldn't help laughing at Mo Dongyang's reaction. He pulled out the needle neatly for Mo Dongyang, applied disinfectant alcohol and put on a hemostatic tape.

"I'll come see you tomorrow." Liang Jin was afraid that if he didn't leave, Mo Dongyang would suffocate to death under the quilt, so he said goodbye softly.

After Liang Jin left, Fang Huaizhou stretched out his hand and tore off Mo Dongyang's quilt, saying, "He's gone, don't hide."

Mo Dongyang lifted the quilt and took a big gulp of fresh air, his face turned red.

Mo Dongyang lifted the quilt boldly, Fang Huaizhou was so frightened that he hurriedly put the quilt back on him, and lightly reprimanded him: "Do you still want to have a fever? Put the quilt back on!"

Mo Dongyang grabbed his hand and took a bite, muttering, "It's all you!"

"Okay, okay, it's all me." Fang Huaizhou knew the most important truth of the patient, tucked the quilt up for him, and cuddled with him for a while.

Soon, the round nurse delivered Mo Dongyang's medicine for the evening.Fang Huaizhou checked that the time was almost up, warmed up the porridge and fed Mo Dongyang another bowl, and then gave him the medicine.

After waiting for Mo Dongyang to wash up, Fang Huaizhou took his clothes into the bathroom and took a shower.When he came out, Mo Dongyang was already drowsy.

Fang Huaizhou stepped forward, rubbed Mo Dongyang's hair, and said, "Go to sleep."

Mo Dongyang turned over to face Fang Huaizhou, and said with sleepy eyes, "Go to bed tonight, don't sleep on the sofa." He didn't need to be on the IV, and the wound was healing, so Fang Huaizhou didn't have to worry about crushing him.

Fang Huaizhou stared at Mo Dongyang for a long time, then kissed his eyes, and then fell asleep on the narrow single bed.

Holding Mo Dongyang in his arms, Fang Huaizhou lay on his side to make Mo Dongyang sleep more comfortably.

"When will I go back to filming?" Mo Dongyang's voice was a little vague, he started to feel sleepy after taking the medicine.

"No rush, Si Mo will take care of the matter." Fang Huaizhou supported Mo Dongyang's hair and said softly.

"Huaizhou..." Mo Dongyang murmured, and finally fell asleep.

Fang Huaizhou hugged Mo Dongyang tightly and fell into a deep sleep.

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