It's better to fall in love than abuse scum [Quick Transmigration]

Zhang Chen drove all the way, and the rain slanted in the light beam of the headlights, and the wipers started to operate quickly. The tires pressed through the water and splashed nearly half a meter high. Soon, the central hospital appeared in the wind and rain.

10 minutes later, downtown infusion room.

Zhou Chi was still in a coma, but his condition had begun to improve. The blush on his cheeks was slowly fading, and the temperature on his forehead gradually stabilized at around 37 degrees. It was just that he was depressed and frowned in his sleep.

"Ahhhhh!!"

After a sneeze, Zhang Chen walked in from the infusion room, holding a small medicine bag in his hand, and a small pink towel sponsored by the nurse in the hospital over his shoulder.

While wiping his hair, he walked in the direction of Zhou Chi, holding a paper cup in his hand with the small medicine bag hooked up.

He walked up to Zhou Chi, first touched his forehead with his hand, then turned out the remote control of the air conditioner to increase the temperature by two degrees, then took a cup of hot water, brewed cold medicine, and patted Zhou Chi. Chi's face, fed the concoction into it.

However, Zhou Chi, who still had a low fever, was very uncooperative. He just took two sips, and when he tilted his head, he vomited out all the granules he had taken.

Zhang Chen's handsome brows were frowned, he shook the paper cup in his hand, shook his head to disperse the particles that had sunk to the bottom of the cup, then raised his head and took a sip, put his two fingers near Zhou Chi's carotid artery, lifted it slightly, opened the esophagus, and slowly Slowly fed the granule in his mouth.After feeding twice in a row, there was only a sip of the granule left in the cup. Zhang Chen raised his head and drank it by himself, then pulled the blanket over Zhou Chi's body carefully.

In the dead of night, there were only the two of them in the infusion room. Zhang Chen found a comfortable sitting position and rested with his head against the wall and his eyes closed.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Honglang, whose hair was still dripping, suddenly appeared outside the infusion room.

The lights in the infusion room were warm, and there were only two people in it.

One of them was curled up in a recliner under a thick blanket, with a slight blush on his face; the other rested with his hands folded against his chest, his head against the wall and his eyes closed.The warm light shone on the two of them, making them look extremely warm and beautiful.

Ji Honglang's eyes darkened instantly.

Ever since he suggested that He Zhou go to the forum to punish Zhou Chi, he has been paying attention to him.

Of course, he had no intention of hurting Zhou Chi, he just wanted to teach him a little lesson, and at the same time, he also wanted to take the opportunity to punish Zhang Chen.

——Yes, Zhang Chen is indeed more free than him. If he insists, the Zhang family may agree to let him find a male partner, but the Zhang family will be willing to let him find a partner who posts "friendship posts" everywhere on the Internet ?

It's just that he didn't expect that He Zhou would find someone to take Zhou Chi's indecent photos.

With He Zhou's help, this post fermented widely and quickly, and soon reached the point where it was out of control.After learning the specific content of the post, he immediately went to find Zhou Chi, but happened to see Zhang Chen who was waiting for Zhou Chi outside the classroom. Only then did he know that the two of them had not completely reconciled. If so, what is his previous anger?

He involuntarily followed behind the two, watched Zhang Chen accompany Zhou Chi to hand in his homework, and heard what happened to Zhou Chi in the bathroom. When he saw Zhang Chen walking out of the bathroom with Zhou Chi in his arms, he quickly hid in into the corner.

He is very clear about everything behind.

From the time Zhou Chi was shut down by Aunt Zhou, until he was brought back to his home by Zhang Chen, and then in the rainstorm, he went downstairs to the noodle restaurant under the protection of Zhang Chen, but was still refused by Aunt Zhou and was not allowed to enter...

Looking at Zhou Chi with a fragile face, he really wanted to rush out, but he hesitated to take a step.

Until Zhou Chi fell down with a high fever.

It's really not what he thought that the matter had turned to this point. Fortunately, Zhang Chen acted quickly and contacted the forum administrator to delete the post. However, the mistake had already been made, and Zhang Chen... probably wouldn't cover it up for him, so he was about to lose Has he?

He raised his eyes and stared at the sleeping young man leaning on the couch.

The youthful eyelashes are thick and curly, not as delicate as girls, but more delicate than most boys.

Ji Honglang likes his eyelashes the most, and also likes to look at his eyes, but now Zhou Chi is lying on the bed with his eyes closed and a sick face, completely missing his usual toughness and handsomeness, and the culprit of all this is him .

Ji Honglang bowed down in pain, and let out a low moan from his throat.

After a while, he said softly, "I'm sorry..."

【Ding!Target character favorability +5, abuse value +10, current favorability: 85, abuse value: 75, strategy progress: 75%]

Two bottles of water were lost for nearly four hours, during which Zhou Chi did not wake up.

After the infusion, Zhang Chen carefully carried him into the car, and carefully carried him down again when he got home. Zhou Chi only frowned after such a toss.

In the guest room, Zhang Chen covered him with the quilt, left a kiss on his forehead, and then quietly retreated out.

As soon as Zhang Chen left, Zhou Chi who was asleep on the bed immediately opened his eyes.

System: "Does Mr. Zhou need a prop to cure a cold? It's available in the mall." [Worried][Worried]

Zhou Chi said with a hoarse voice, "No need."

The heavy rain last night came so timely that he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't get wet. Although he is indeed a little uncomfortable with the burn now, he still thinks it's worth it to exchange a rain for 25 points of heart abuse.

but……

He coughed lightly: "I don't need to be cured, you can find something for me to relieve my feelings."

System: "Mr. Zhou, do you want to be more comfortable?"

Zhou Chi hummed lightly.

System: "There is an item card for shielding pain in the mall, do you want Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Chi immediately chose to buy, and after using an item card, his physical discomfort disappeared instantly.

He turned over on the bed, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Zhou Chi's high fever lasted for two days and two nights. It was not until the third night that his body temperature, which was repeated frequently, finally stabilized.

But no matter what his mental condition is, it will be fine if the high fever subsides. Zhang Chen is very happy and is going to cook a supper for Zhou Chi.

"...Why don't I come, you go to rest first." After standing at the door of the kitchen and watching for a while, Zhou Chi said in a hoarse voice, "Mung beans need to be soaked a day in advance, you can't boil them like this, let's simmer the porridge, I will Fry another side dish."

Zhang Chen dodged Zhou Chi's hand: "You are a patient, how can I let you come? Don't worry, I will cook it in a pressure cooker and it will be cooked."

Zhou Chi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and took a step closer: "I'm going to faint from hunger when it's cooked, let me come."

Zhang Chen looked at him, and after a while he was defeated and passed the rice sieve in his hand.

The body of "Zhou Chi" is used to cooking. Even after recovering from a serious illness, his hand movements are still very smooth. Although the speed of washing rice and chopping vegetables is not as fast as that of a professional chef, it still looks very smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Chen folded his arms and leaned aside, the yellow light on the top of the kitchen cast a soft halo around Zhou Chi's busy figure. Overlapping with the future life scene he had dreamed in his mind, his chest suddenly felt hot, and in order to conceal his gaffe, he hastily closed his eyes.

The white porridge is cooked in a casserole. The peas and shredded chicken are cooked at high temperature until it is dense and soft, and it melts in the mouth.

The two sat at the dining table and drank the whole pot of porridge.

After supper was over, Zhang Chen found two sets of clean sheets from the storage room and planned to change them for Zhou Chi.

He held up two sheets that had just been washed and still exuded a faint fragrance of laundry detergent, pulled his slippers and walked over to lean against the kitchen door and asked, "Teletubbies or One Piece, which one do you like?"

Zhou Chi raised his head from the sink and asked blankly, "What Teletubbies and One Piece?"

"New sheets." Zhang Chen said, comparing the two sheets in front of his eyes, he picked out the Teletubbies, "Your bed is soaked in sweat, I'll change it for you and make it clean... Is this one okay?"

"Don't bother!" Zhou Chi rushed forward quickly, chasing Zhang Chen to the guest room.

"Auntie will wash the sheets for you, so I'll help you get out of the bed. It's no trouble... Or do you like One Piece? Personally, I think the Teletubbies look better. You can lie on them and look cute." Zhang Chen walked to the bed in the guest room, Fingers grabbed the plain sheet and pulled it, the sheet was pulled out and thrown on the floor, but the pillow and bedding only shook slightly, and remained in their original position.

He turned his head and pouted at Zhou Chi, "Give me a hand and move the pillow and bedding."

Zhou Chi hesitated for a moment, then under Zhang Chen's urging eyes, he walked over to pick up the pillow and bedding, and watched his back seriously changing the sheets.

"That...Zhang Chen..." Zhou Chi whispered.

"What?" Zhang Chen was actively struggling with the sheets, and it was obvious that he was not good at this, and soon he was sweating from the work.

Seeing that he was working hard, Zhou Chi hurriedly put the things in his hand on the bedside table, and went up to give him a hand.

He helped Zhang Chen spread the sheets, put the pillows and quilts back to their original positions, and finally picked up the plain sheets on the floor, rolled them up and clasped them in his arms, and said in a low voice: "I've caused you trouble these days, I really don't care." I know how to thank you, I...I will wash the sheets and return them to you, or buy a new one...I can't live with you anymore, I will go home tonight."

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then pulled out the bed sheet wrapped around Zhou Chi's arms very naturally: "Auntie will come to wash, so you don't have to worry about it. Do you want to go home now? Will it be at this point?" too late?"

Zhou Chi hurriedly said no: "It's still the noodle shop's business hours, it's not too late."

"That's good." Zhang Chen smiled at him, "I'll see you off."

Before Zhou Chi could answer, he strode out of the room with long legs, wrapped the bed sheet casually and threw it into the laundry basket in the bathroom, picked up the car key next to the fish tank, shook it and said, "Let's go, I'll be the one It's digested."

Zhou Chi lowered his head and said, "Thank you."

Ten minutes later, the University City was faintly visible in the night.

Zhang Chen stopped the car slowly, took out a mask from the central hand pillow and put it on for Zhou Chi.

"Flus are frequent this season. You have just subsided from high fever. Don't catch a cold again. You wear this mask." He fiddled with the mask strap, ignoring Zhou Chi's slightly dodging movements, and put it on for him forcefully.

The air conditioner was on in the car, and the pleasant smell of green grass on Zhang Chen's body became clearer and clearer under the fumigation of the warm wind, and even vaguely brought a little gentle aggressiveness, while the fingers stroking the side of his face were very warm. There was a scorching heat on his face.

In fact, Zhou Chi had always had a good impression of Zhang Chen, but he had always regarded him as an NPC before, and never had any other thoughts. However, under this special time and scene, he found that he was a little warmed by the handsome man in front of him. The NPC was teased.

The face that had been touched was scorching hot, Zhou Chi quickly turned up the mask.

He adjusted his mentality slightly, and whispered: "Thank you."

Zhang Chen said: "Don't say too many polite words, go quickly. By the way, there is a coat in the back seat of the car. It's dark and cold at night, you take it."

Zhou Chi agreed, took his coat and got out of the car. Seeing his back was about to disappear into the night, Zhang Chen quickly stopped him through the window.

"and many more!"

Zhou Chi looked back at Zhang Chen suspiciously. Zhang Chen pursed his lips lightly, pondered for a while, and said, "It's getting late. If Auntie falls asleep, you can go back to the dormitory and rest for the night. Call me if you need something."

"Understood," Zhou Chi said, and couldn't help adding, "Why are you so wordy?"

"You think I'm long-winded?" Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows, raised his finger, and pretended to shout, "Come back! Get in the car! I have to teach you a lesson!"

"Hahaha," Zhou Chi laughed, his laughter muffled by his mask, but he could hear that he was in a good mood, "I'm not going there." He pursed his lips, his eyes full of smiles, "You too Hurry up, it's so late, be careful that the security at the gate won't let you in."

Zhang Chen also laughed twice, and said, "How is it possible?"

After finishing this sentence, there was really nothing to talk about. Zhang Chen's smile faded slowly, and he asked, "Are you really going home tonight? We can't be lovers, and it's good to be roommates. How about you?" Come and live with me."

Zhou Chi looked at him and shook his head from a distance: "No, I don't want to trouble you anymore. I'm leaving, so you can go back too."

Zhang Chen wanted to say something, but Zhou Chi waved his hand at him, turned around and walked towards the noodle shop.

Slowly clenched the hands hanging on the steering wheel.After a long time, Zhang Chen turned the car and drove towards his apartment.

It's okay Koike, our time is still long, you will be willing.