Doctor, my back hurts

Although the two little girls thought the handsome guy in front of him was a fool, it didn't affect their mood in the slightest. They entered the consultation room one after the other, and each took a medicine list. Look, there was a bracketed smile on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, the medicine list prescribed Jianwei Xiaoshi Tablets.

But these two girls seemed to be crazy, holding hands, with happy faces, and went to wait for the elevator contentedly.

Ji Xiangkong glanced at his watch. At six o'clock sharp, Gu Wei came out of the consultation room on time and closed the door.

"It's on time today, so you won't be working overtime?" Ji Xiangkong stretched out his hand to block Gu Wei's waist, and raised his eyebrows at him.

Gu Wei raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Ji Xiangkong, slapped his hands off his waist, took a long leg, and strode forward.

Those eyes seemed to be hooked, hooking Ji Xiangkong out of his wits, he raised his legs and followed.

"There is only one operation today, and it will be done in the morning." Gu Wei answered him after pressing the elevator.

"What's wrong with the two women who went in one behind the other at the end?" Ji Xiangkong asked suddenly, changing the subject.

Gu Wei was a little overwhelmed by his question. After thinking about it, he remembered, and said, "Those two girls, it's nothing, they just ate too much at noon, so I prescribed Jianweixiaoshi tablets for them." Speaking of this Gu Wei's chatterbox seemed to open up, and he said: "You said these little girls are too delicate now, it's good to be concerned about your health, but if you eat too much, come and register, it's not a waste of money Wasting time again?"

Ji Xiangkong looked at Gu Wei's profile with a speechless expression. He only felt that this profile was unusually tasteful. The corners of the eyes were raised upwards, the bridge of the nose was straight and smooth, the chin was thin and smooth, and the skin looked tender and smooth. How could it be? This is what a Bensan should look like.

Can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, Ji Xiangkong's mouth would dry out just by looking at this side of his face.

"Do you know how to play Gu?" Ji Xiangkong asked without beginning or end.

Gu Wei, who was still talking to himself, suddenly stopped talking, turned his head to look at Ji Xiangkong, his Ruifeng eyes were dotted with stars, he didn't seem to understand, so he asked softly: "What?"

Looking at it from this angle, those eyes reflect the incandescent lights in the hall, but they are so attractive. Under the well-defined chin, there is a slender and thin neck, showing a few blue veins, and it is clearly grasped. , but it seemed to be waiting for him to caress.

Ji Xiangkong thought he couldn't look any more, but his eyes were fixed on the snow-white neck, just like the lily stem protruding from the antique white porcelain vase with blue bamboo pattern at home, full and moist, dripping with dew.

"It's fine if you haven't heard. In the future, if you meet this kind of patient, you can prescribe the medicine directly, and you don't need to waste four or five minutes." Ji Xiangkong moved his eyes away without any trace, and went straight out of the hospital gate.

Gu Wei frowned and squinted at Ji Xiangkong's straight back, couldn't help laughing, and said softly: "What's wrong." Then he raised his legs and followed.

Gu Wei went to the supermarket along the way to buy some lean meat and vegetables for tonight.

Who knew that while he was pushing the cart, Ji Xiangkong could see piles of beef slices, mutton slices, and shrimp and fish balls in there.

"What are you buying these for?" Gu Wei asked with an inexplicable premonition, frowning.

Ji Xiangkong glanced at him, turned his gaze around his slender neck, and immediately avoided it, and replied: "Dr. Gu has worked hard all day, and he still has to clean up the dust for me at night. I feel really sorry. Tonight, you rest. Rice, I'll make it."

After finishing speaking, he had an expression of "as expected of me", waiting to be praised.

But Gu Wei looked at the shopping cart as if he didn't see it, sighed, raised his hand and clenched his fist to hit Ji Xiangkong's shoulder. The tip rubbed back and forth on the distinct wrist bones, with a look of grievance, one side took advantage of others, and the other side was wronged and coquettishly said: "Why do you hit someone, it hurts so much."

Gu Wei withdrew his hand and looked around. Seeing that no one was looking at them, he glanced at Ji Xiangkong, bent down and put the beef and mutton back in place, and said, "Can you cook? We have known each other for more than a year. Apart from instant noodles, I haven't seen you cook anything edible, and you even cook, so maybe you just want to eat hot pot!"

Ji Xiangkong, who was still trying to stop Gu Wei, saw that his little thoughts had been exposed, and immediately stopped moving. With his hands behind his back, he honestly watched his flesh being put back.

"Look at you, how thin you have become. If you don't eat well, you only eat these unnutritious things. Do you know how much pressure your stomach will bear after a hot pot meal?" Gu Wei glared at him again, clearly It was staring, but it made Ji Xiangkong's fingertips itch. Gu Wei reached out and covered Ji Xiangkong's stomach with his palm. The huge and scorching furnace continued to spread to the whole body along with the blood, and even the tips of the ears became flushed.

"Give your stomach a vacation, and it's also for your own health." Gu Wei rubbed Ji Xiangkong's stomach twice like a kid, and raised his hands to smooth his two locks of hair, before pushing the cart to pay the bill.

Ji Xiangkong looked at Gu Wei's thin and straight figure. It was already summer, and the air was full of stuffy heat. He was wearing an off-white shirt without a single wrinkle, and underneath was a pair of casual suit trousers. The waist is outlined, which is a bit unbearable. When walking, the suit pants will be tight and loose, which outlines the waist and hips just right.

"Tsk, it's terrible." Ji Xiangkong raised his hand and unconsciously wanted to touch it, but he was patted by his other hand, and he muttered a few words to help Gu Wei carry things.