【Wei Yong】Benevolence

"I'm here to take care of you."

Hearing what he said, Katsuki Yuuri, who originally thought it would be no problem to go to the operating room for another four hours, felt his blood pressure and heart rate suddenly rise in the raging north wind on a winter night.

Not to mention the problem of running away during the hospitalization, trying to take care of the doctor as an excuse to drag the doctor into the water together, this alone is already very bad.Katsuki Yuuri, who has always been able to smooth out disobedient little devils one after another, this is the first time he encounters such a disobedient patient who is confident and confident, and suddenly feels very difficult.

For a while, he was relatively speechless. Seeing that he was silent, Victor did not break the awkward silence. He pressed his hands tightly on the pillow in front of him, and still did not cover up the scream of hunger from his stomach.

"...I'm fine." Yuuri Katsuki sighed softly, pulled the hand that was still pinching his scarf, thought about the empty stock in the refrigerator at home, and dragged him to the convenience store beside him.Holding the mobile phone in the other hand, he called the anxiously waiting ward round nurse in the hospital and told her not to worry that the person had been found.

The man didn't make any money, and he held the three slender fingers obediently in his palm, taking the opportunity to absorb a little warmth from Omega's warm palm.

After finishing the call, Dr. Shengsheng turned around and saw that the gait of the person behind him was still steady, but the fingers in his hand were as cold as three popsicles. He couldn't help frowning and asked, "How long have you been waiting there?"

"A little while." Victor replied vaguely, and didn't intend to tell him the exact time, but his hand moved secretly, holding the warm palm back and wrapping it into his palm, not knowing whether he was warming or helping People are separated from the cold wind outside.

Yuuri took a step down, but he didn't break free, he dragged the person and continued to walk towards the convenience store, and asked strangely from time to time, "How do you know I live here?"

"Hmm... intuition?" Victor raised his eyebrows, but he didn't tell the little nurse girl who kindly chatted with him, but accidentally got out important information.Dr. Shengsheng had roughly guessed what was going on in his heart, so he didn't pursue the question further, but felt that there were traitors everywhere around him, and he would be sold out if he was not careful.

The automatic door of the convenience store slid open to the left and right, and the wind chimes hanging at the door jingled. The cashier boy sitting behind the counter was holding a bowl of instant noodles and eating deliciously. When he saw a customer coming in, he quickly swallowed Here, he stood up and nodded, welcome.

The moment he walked into the convenience store, he felt the heating in the room. Yuuri Katsuki habitually wanted to take off his glasses covered in water mist. He touched his face only to remember that his glasses didn't remember where they went, so he could only stare. With bewildered eyes, he thanked the figure at the cashier, settled the Alpha that he was holding on to, and then went to the food shelf on the right to pick out the ingredients he needed.

Seeing him squinting, Victor remembered the glasses in his pocket, quickly grabbed Yuuri's wrist and pulled him back, stuffed the pillow in his arms into his hand, then took out the glasses in his pocket, bowed his head and used the Put your hands on him. "You left in my room."

The originally blurry world became clear after putting on the glasses, Yuuri blinked slowly, looking at the man who lowered his head slightly through the transparent lenses.The moment he met those blue eyes at close range, his heart speeded up, and his body subconsciously took a step back, as if trying to escape Alpha's hunting range, "Thank you, thank you..." He thanked softly, and buried his face in the In the scarf wrapped around his neck, he bowed his head and walked towards the food aisle, completely forgetting that he was still holding the pillow for that Alpha in his arms.

Victor stood aside with his hands tied and let him escape, looking at the figure with red ears at the back, his lips curled up in amused mood, and even the smile lines at the corners of his eyes floated.

The cashier boy looked at the foreign customer who walked into the store and felt strangely familiar.

Most of the people living in this building are doctors and nurses from the nearby hospital. There is a supermarket downstairs, so few patients or their family members will come here to buy things.The working hours of the medical staff are often reversed day and night, and this 24-hour convenience store has become a place they frequent, and those who come and go have become acquaintances here.

And this guest with impressive appearance and figure is definitely the first time to come here in my impression, but why do I feel as if I have seen it somewhere before?The cashier brother slurped the noodles, looking at the smiling face of the customer, thinking in confusion.

Above the magazine section, a new batch of fashion magazine posters were pasted on the window. In the middle, a silver-haired man was wearing a tight-fitting sweater against a light-colored background. Eyes looking at the camera, lips curved in a lazy arc.Finally found out who the person in front of him was, the cashier brother even forgot to swallow the instant noodles in his mouth, and watched dumbfounded as the tall and handsome Alpha teased the half-head-short doctor so that he blushed and fled away with a bright smile The voltage of the entire convenience store has also risen.

Victor turned his head to find the cashier standing blankly at the counter, followed his gaze to see the poster on the window, and realized that he had been recognized.Facing the excited cashier who was unsteadily holding the noodle bowl, Victor raised his hand, made the same gesture as on the poster, and said with a silent smile, "Shhhhhhh..."

The cashier stood at attention and nodded vigorously. He took out his mobile phone from under the counter and gestured for a photo if he could take a photo. Victor nodded generously, but he still took a step aside while taking the photo, covering himself with the person picking milk in the background. in the figure.

Katsuki Yuuri was immersed in the ocean of ingredients and couldn't extricate himself, he didn't notice the small movements of the two behind him.

He himself doesn't cook very often, mostly in the hospital cafeteria or takeaway.But at this time, the canteen of the hospital was closed, and behind him was a patient with an empty stomach who was waiting for food but had all kinds of taboos. Looking at what each food is, while making circles and crosses in the same way in my heart.

It was already more than ten minutes after the two bought food and went back to the apartment.But they didn't know that in just a few minutes, photos of Viktor Nikiforov being witnessed in Japan had spread all over the Internet.

There was only one person’s slippers in the apartment. Based on the principle of not allowing the patient to go barefoot, Katsuki Yuuri put the only pair of slippers in front of Victor, and asked him to look at it at will, then took the ingredients to seal it for a long time busy in the kitchen.

Victor put on a pair of slippers that were a little too short, put his coat on the hanger, and started looking around in the small room.

Yuuri's apartment is a small one-bedroom, one-living room. Whether it is the smell in the room or the arrangement of various items, it can be seen that this is a small room where only one person lives. On the left is a circular Living room and kitchen with dining table, bedroom and small balcony to the right.The whole house is open, simple and warm.

The innermost part of the bedroom is a single bed. Victor put his own pillow on the bed, looked at the two pillows of different colors side by side with satisfaction, took out his mobile phone to snap a photo, and quickly uploaded his private account on social networking sites — "The doctor's bedroom!"

On the other side of the bedroom are bookcases and writing desks, on which are several open medical books.There is a photo next to the desk lamp, it is a family portrait that looks like it has been around for a while, the little Yuuri standing between his parents looks like he is only about ten years old, smiling shyly at the camera.The supermodel's heart was softened by the sweet smile. He rubbed his bulging face through the glass with his fingers, and raised his phone to take a picture.

This one will not be uploaded, Victor struggled to let himself put down that photo, this one is not for others to see.

Walking out of the bedroom, the balcony door was not closed, and the night wind blowing in made the two sets of doctor's white robes fluttering in the air.Victor looked into the kitchen on the other side of the room. The doctor who usually wears white clothes with a gentle smile is now wearing casual cotton long-sleeved underwear and an apron full of dog patterns. Stirring in the pot.

Victor Nikiforov sat down on the single sofa facing the kitchen, looked at the back for a long time, and felt a long-lost sense of belonging.Obviously, they have only known each other for less than two weeks, and they already feel that he is the only one, so what should they do?

The mobile phone in the pocket of the hospital gown buzzed, and the caller ID was the younger brother of the manager in the circle. Victor picked up the phone, "Yuri?"

The other Yuri in the kitchen thought she was being called, and looked back, only to see that Victor was leisurely leaning on the sofa and concentrating on talking on the phone. He looked back and smiled.Yuuri turned his head and continued to poke the noodles that were cooking in the pot with the chopsticks in his hand, although his eyes were drawn back, his ears were still paying attention to the situation behind him.

Victor pays more attention to personal privacy. The officially certified accounts on the commonly used public platforms are managed by brokerage companies, and he will occasionally post some new movie trailers and endorsement brand advertisements.The private account is only known to a few friends in the circle, and the things posted on it are more personal and casual.

"V-K-Tor-Where have you been for so long?! It's really annoying to be asked by reporters every day. I went to Japan to shoot an advertisement and then disappeared. Did he die outside? Huh?" The blond junior who looked like a cat with fried hair asked angrily, the phone was so loud that it almost fell out of his hand and fell to the ground. "And what doctor did you send, did you know him while waiting to die in the hospital or something?"

"Well, this is a matter for adults. Children who are only divided into sub-genders should not come and ask." He smiled and taunted back, successfully making the person on the other end of the phone tickle his teeth.

The younger generation over there was full of dissatisfaction about the clothes delivered by several big-name manufacturers but no one opened the door. As a result, several boxes of clothes were piled up in his room. Victor listened with a smile, and picked up the low table casually. It looks like a few sheets of paper.

It was Yuuri's test result feedback form before going to draw blood, more than a dozen blood indicators all showed normal health.Victor flipped it back and forth, and was about to put it back when he saw that there was nothing abnormal, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of the words 'stop using inhibitors: one year and seven months' written in the corner of the last one.Victor took it back and looked at it carefully. What does this mean?He usually looks very normal, and there is no problem with the release of pheromones. It's just that if an Omega without a partner doesn't use inhibitors, how does he live for more than a year?

"...Grandpa, if you don't come back again, be careful that all your endorsements will be taken away by me. If you don't have money to eat, don't come to me and cry."

"Take it away. Someone is raising me now, so I don't need to go out to earn money." As soon as this remark came out, the other end of the phone was so angry that it jumped up again, and there was also the voice of the younger sister who was not afraid of big things, wanting to see photos and videos, "Haha just kidding, I'll be back soon."

The sound of bowls and chopsticks landing in the kitchen suddenly sounded, followed by a rush of hands and feet. Victor was startled, and quickly looked up. The doctor in home clothes waved his hands, leaning against the cabinet with a bad expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Victor put the test results in his hand back on the low table, got up and walked to the kitchen, "It's something, let's talk about it later." Ignoring the cursing on the other end, he ended the call .

When Victor walked into the kitchen, Yuuri had already finished tidying up the mess, holding a bowl of noodles, urging him to go to the restaurant for dinner, "It's okay, it's just a little dizzy when I stood up suddenly. Go and eat."

Although the taste is ordinary, the appearance still looks very similar to that.In order to facilitate digestion, Yuuri chose thin noodles specially made for children. Shredded chicken was neatly placed on the noodles, and a little green onion was sprinkled on top, which was very light and pleasant.He only cooked a bowl for Victor, while he warmed his hands with a cup of hot tea, not in a hurry to drink it, watching the people sitting on the other side of the table eating happily, sipping the tea in the cup from time to time.

In fact, this can be said to be the first serious meal that Victor ate in Japan. After all, not everyone can have it. On the plane, he started to have abdominal pain and couldn’t eat. Afterwards, he fasted because of the operation, and he only drank some rice soup for almost two weeks. experience.Although this time it was only a small bowl of noodles,

After eating, Viktor got up to wash the dishes, Yuuri reached out to stop him, but Viktor pushed him back, "I should be in charge of washing the dishes you cook. Besides, if you don't exercise and gain weight, I won't be able to get a job in the future." You're going to starve to death on the streets."

Katsuki Yuuri opened his mouth but still sat back, seeing for the first time an Alpha humming and washing dishes appeared in his kitchen, thinking silently in his heart, obviously just now he told others that he would be cared for without work.

Without breaking dishes or spilling dishwashing liquid, the supper was complete.Victor shook his hand and glanced at the phone that showed it was past nine o'clock.

"It's getting late." Victor sat back at the dining table and looked at the person opposite, "Then I, have I gone back?"

He speaks very restrained and polite, not at all like a person who puts pillows on other people's beds as soon as they enter the door.

"It's really getting late." Dr. Shengsheng drank his tea with his head down as if nothing had happened, trying to disperse what he was going to say next in the white mist from the tea, and his glasses were clouded, "...let's stay here tonight. "

TBC.