cohabitation contract

When New Year's Day is approaching, there is a fine drizzle in City H, and the majesty of midwinter is entwined in the rain. Everyone who encounters them outdoors will involuntarily shrink their necks and shiver, and succumb to their majesty. Down.

As a result, people with thin bodies were entangled in the flu, coughing and coughing, and fever, which blocked the hospital for a while. Physicians worked overtime day and night, but the number of patients continued unabated, so doctors in other departments Ning Ziqin from the Department of Surgery was also called to help, and the department was also full of people who received medical treatment and injections. Chu Yingying's small study desk was also requisitioned, and she had no place to do her homework. Ning Ziqin Ziqin was also worried that she was weak and vulnerable to infection, so she called Nie Changsheng's office and asked Chu Yingying for a quiet place.

"Uncle Nie, I'm very quiet, and I will never hinder your work!" Chu Yingying sat in the position of the assistant, with a very standard posture, and assured Nie Changsheng seriously.

Nie Changsheng said gently: "Don't be so restrained, do whatever you want, don't worry about disturbing me." His little assistant is a noisy person, he can gossip about other nurses in his ear When I was young, or reading novels on the computer and giggling non-stop, or chatting with my girlfriend, no matter how loud the noise was, it would not disturb Nie Changsheng who was immersed in his academics in the slightest.

If his little assistant is there, he must agree with Nie Changsheng very much. A person as obsessed with academics as Nie Changsheng really reads through every word in the case, meticulously reads the patient's case history, and then refines the operation. There is no chance of failure on the operating table, but unfortunately his little assistant was conscripted to the internal medicine department as a replacement, so he cannot give authoritative certification as a "witness".

Nie Changsheng quickly entered a state of ecstasy until his cell phone rang.

He frowned and looked away from the document. At this point in time, probably only Zhuang Lingxiao would call and invite him to go out for lunch. Obviously that guy's company is not close to the hospital!

However, Zhuang Lingxiao didn't go to the company today, but stayed in his apartment, concentrating on cooking. If he called, he probably wanted to report the progress of the battle to him.

But the phone screen displayed a landline number in this city, not Zhuang Lingxiao's call, and the landline number was familiar, especially the four numbers at the end were "0". Nie Changsheng vaguely remembered that Zhuang Lingxiao disturbed him last time. The neighbors were disturbed, and the complaint call from the property management office of the community was called to his mobile phone, which was the number he used.

For no reason, Nie Changsheng felt a trace of uneasiness. Could it be that Zhuang Lingxiao made something wrong again?

Remembering last night when he was going to sleep, Zhuang Lingxiao first said something vaguely: "On New Year's Day, our company organized a three-day cruise for several executives who have done outstanding work in order to reward them."

"Oh." Nie Changsheng, who heard him take the initiative to explain the itinerary, didn't have any other thoughts at that time.

After a while, Nie Changsheng's drowsiness had already begun to fall. The person next to his pillow was full of anger, and he tore off his quilt, mercilessly driving away his drowsiness, and said loudly: "You also have three days off on New Year's Day ?"

"Hmm..." Nie Changsheng finally understood. Is it so difficult for this person to invite him to the cruise party?

"Anyway, you are free, and I have a spare 'family coupon' here, so let's go together." Zhuang Lingxiao stared at him fiercely, as if he dared to refuse, he would use other methods to force him to submit.

Nie Changsheng did not refuse him, his sleepless eyes became a little cooler, and he said to Zhuang Lingxiao's stern face: "If there is only one ticket, what should Hongwu do?" He Hongwu is a junior high school student, and he should have three days s holiday.

Zhuang Lingxiao didn't seem to have included He Hongwu in the plan, and frowned, "How old is that kid, and do you need to take care of him? Just leave him at home, anyway, no human trafficker is willing to abduct him."

Nie Changsheng pulled back the quilt, turned around, adjusted his sleeping position, and decided not to talk to him anymore.

"Hey!" Zhuang Lingxiao, who was left out in the cold, became even more angry. He pushed the person next to his pillow. Seeing that Nie Changsheng ignored him, he pressed his hands, feet and feet on Nie Changsheng with arrogance, and Nie Changsheng moved away annoyed. Every inch, Zhuang Lingxiao unceremoniously invaded an inch. After ten minutes of entanglement like this, Nie Changsheng was unable to retreat, and the anger in his chest gradually accumulated a little under his persecution. In the round, he threw his fist without hesitation.

It's a pity that Nie Changsheng is not a violent person. He stood up and asked helplessly, "Zhuang Lingxiao, what do you want from me?"

"I issued the family coupon, so you won't ask me for another one?" Zhuang Lingxiao glared at him, Zhuang Lingxiao didn't understand, as long as this person gave his thigh a little bit, everything would be resolved ?Is it so difficult just to make a show?

Nie Changsheng pursed his lips, that's right, the Lingsheng Group company went on a trip, wasn't it Zhuang Lingxiao's advance payment?But if Zhuang Lingxiao was really sincere, why did he insist on asking for it?

The two glared at each other angrily, and it ended with Nie Changsheng's defeat. Using his hands and feet, he pushed Zhuang Lingxiao a little and regained some "lost ground". He seemed to be provoking Zhuang Lingxiao's patience, and said coldly: "But, Hongwu I already called me today, and said that Gong Shaoqing will come here for a few days on New Year's Day." The implication is that Zhuang Lingxiao needs to get an extra copy of Gong Shaoqing's "family voucher" to be enough...

Zhuang Lingxiao, who was put together, was full of anger. Since when did he, a well-behaved senior brother, learn how to make progress?

This is the first time that Zhuang Lingxiao has suffered from Nie Changsheng, and he is not angry at all. Seeing Nie Changsheng pull back the quilt to cover his heart, close his eyes and was about to fall asleep, he pulled the end of the quilt viciously, pushed Nie Changsheng and said: "I'm hungry, I want to eat porridge with preserved egg and lean meat!"

"The preserved eggs are finished." Nie Changsheng knew that he was acting on his own will, so he didn't intend to accommodate him.

"I'm lying to you! I just bought a box yesterday!" After Zhuang Lingxiao moved in, he picked out the daily ingredients himself, and he knew better than Nie Changsheng what kind of ingredients he bought and how much.

Nie Changsheng protected the quilt and continued to weave, "That means the ginger is used up."

"Do you dare to say that the rice is used up?" Zhuang Lingxiao asked with a sullen face.

"Zhuang Lingxiao," Nie Changsheng tried to reason with him, "It's past twelve o'clock, and I have to go to the hospital for a morning meeting at eight o'clock in the morning. Can you stop making trouble tonight?" It is almost an unwritten rule of the city hospital to hold a meeting. Nie Changsheng is a director of the brain department, so of course he cannot be absent.

What he didn't expect was that Zhuang Lingxiao didn't know whether he was stimulated by his words, or he was really hungry, so he got up and went to the kitchen to have supper with soybean meal. There were ping, ping, and bang bang sounds from the kitchen, sometimes the sound of chopping a chopping board, and sometimes It's the sound of bowls and dishes clashing, heard in the middle of the night, isn't it the culprit that disturbs people's dreams?

In the end, Nie Changsheng, who couldn't completely ignore it, got up resignedly, and went into the kitchen to make him a supper, but Zhuang Lingxiao refused, pushed him out, and locked the kitchen door behind him, and the noise he made changed strangely. lighter.

Nie Changsheng is a very punctual person. At one o'clock in the morning, if it were normal, he would have fallen asleep early. He yawned, thinking about tomorrow's meeting, so he went back to his room, and was woken up by Zhuang Lingxiao just as he fell asleep. , it turned out that he finally worked out a batch of lean meat porridge, and brought Nie Changsheng to try his handicraft.

Nie Changsheng wasn't angry about getting up. Besides, it seemed that this was Zhuang Lingxiao's first time cooking. Of course, he drank a spoonful of it in a face-saving way. His eyes were not happy, and he said, "It's delicious."

Zhuang Lingxiao seemed to be very happy, and his normally rigid face softened at this moment. Just looking at the spoon that Nie Changsheng had used just now, he didn't dislike it at all, and took a mouthful of porridge and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Why does it smell like burnt?" Zhuang Lingxiao frowned, and swallowed the porridge in his mouth with difficulty. It wasn't rice, so how could it have a burnt smell?

"When you pour the preserved eggs into the porridge, you need to stir it. If it sinks to the bottom and the fire is too big, it will easily stick to the bottom of the pot, and then it will burn into a ball." Nie Changsheng has been in and out of the kitchen all year round. The accumulated experience is beyond the grasp of a novice like Zhuang Lingxiao.

"Then why do you still say it's delicious?" Zhuang Lingxiao put down the bowl sleepily, only then did he remember this.

"Because..." Nie Changsheng didn't know whether it was because he was not clear-headed late at night, or because the atmosphere was so good, he said, "You made it, of course it's delicious."

When he went to the meeting in the morning, Nie Changsheng's face was still burning hot, and his complexion was much redder than usual. Some colleagues were worried that he also had the flu, and his health was slightly unwell, but they still insisted on returning to work.

Because of the midnight snack, he and Zhuang Lingxiao didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock, and the alarm clock was turned off by Zhuang Lingxiao. Fortunately, his biological clock was on time. After waking up, he hurried to the hospital for the morning meeting, and he didn't even have time to prepare breakfast.

When he was at work, Zhuang Lingxiao was still asleep, but now that the business of the community called again, he had to suspect that it was Zhuang Lingxiao who had made a big noise again.

"Hello?" Nie Changsheng answered the call after he was mentally prepared.

"Doctor Nie!" Sure enough, it was the same voice from that night again, his voice was still so anxious, so helpless, and the noise around him was still ringing with alarm sirens, "You...you are not at home! I Don't worry! The kitchen of your home exploded for unknown reasons, and the fire truck has arrived, but no one is at your house, so it's a blessing among misfortunes..."

Nie Changsheng was stunned. He knew what the property manager said, but why did it seem so hard to understand?blasting?No one at home?at home...

The position of the heart was suddenly grabbed tightly by an invisible hand, strangled tightly, for a moment, he thought he was about to suffocate, but when he came back to his senses, he was trembling all over, his limbs were cold, and the phone seemed to be suffocating. Unable to grasp it firmly, he hastily cut off the call without even saying "thank you" at the very least. He slid his hand across the screen and entered the number he knew by heart, but his trembling fingertips entered the wrong number. , He typed back and forth twice, but he still couldn't completely input the eleven numbers imprinted in his heart. He was so irritable that he almost smashed his uncontrolled mobile phone to the ground. Finally, he clicked on the address book. In the power-on record, Zhuang Lingxiao The mobile phone number is in the second place.

It was after ten o'clock, and Zhuang Lingxiao called him. Tomorrow and Saturday, he and Nie Changsheng will both be on weekends.

"Come back early tonight!" Zhuang Lingxiao said in his usual unquestionable tone.

"Tonight?" Nie Changsheng looked through the schedule. There will be an operation at three o'clock in the afternoon. It's not bad to get off work on time. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to go back early.

It seemed that he could hear the hesitant attitude in his tone, and there was a touch of irritability in his tone: "I did Buddha jump over the wall!"

Nie Changsheng was shocked at the time. The man who could even make porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat declared war on the most complicated Buddha Jumping Wall in order to restore the image he lost last night!

"I..." Nie Changsheng replied with difficulty, "Okay." When he hung up the phone, there was a bright smile on the corners of his brows and eyes. In his impression, Zhuang Lingxiao always opened his mouth with clothes and hands, He also believes in the concept of a gentleman far away from the kitchen, but he deliberately made another procedure just because he ate a mushy supper last night and said a sentimental sentence "because you made it" and wanted to make up for his taste buds Complex Buddha jumps over the wall!

However, if it was at the price of this kind of result, Nie Changsheng would rather never eat that Buddha jumping over the wall!