cohabitation contract

However, as soon as Nie Changsheng brought out the food, before he even moved his chopsticks, an emergency call from the dean came.

The dean was also quite embarrassed. Nie Changsheng only took half a day off with him. At that time, he asked him boldly if he needed to extend the New Year's Day holiday. Because he hired Nie Changsheng, he never asked himself for leave, and accumulated it in two years The holidays are still quite impressive, and in addition to today's Friday, the New Year's Day holiday is after the weekend, and there are many people who want to extend the three-day holiday.

The dean was just joking about Nie Changsheng's obsession with his career all the year round, and he didn't know how to enjoy life. He didn't expect a patient with encephalopathy to suddenly have an attack and had to undergo surgery immediately. There was also a deputy director of the brain department, but this patient was someone else. It was Mayor Yan's daughter and Yan Baizhou's younger sister. She had a special status, and the deputy director didn't dare to act. He insisted that Nie Changsheng come back to take charge of the overall situation.

Yan Bolu's doctor in charge was Nie Changsheng. This time he had a sudden illness, so Nie Changsheng had to go on stage to do the surgery himself. The situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to eat, so he hung up the phone and said to the man sitting at the dinner table: "Zhuang Lingxiao, There is an operation waiting for me to go back, so you can pick Hongwu up for me in the afternoon." Without waiting for Zhuang Lingxiao to answer, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Zhuang Lingxiao kept a cold face and said nothing.

When Nie Changsheng arrived at the door, he remembered that he came here in Zhuang Lingxiao's car, and his car was still parked in the original apartment parking space.

"Zhuang Lingxiao, take me out." Chang Nie folded back and had to ask Zhuang Lingxiao to take him out of the community. It was the first time he came to this villa area, not to mention the large area. He vaguely remembered that the internal design of the community was very complicated. It took about ten minutes to drive from the entrance of the community to here, and it was still a familiar situation. He just arrived, and he didn't know how much time it would take to run out of the community, and going to the operating table was a race against time against the disease. , A little neglect of the opportunity is the price of a fresh life.

"Eat!" Zhuang Lingxiao in front of the dining table only uttered two words coldly, signaling the pleading person to sit down.

Nie Changsheng was filled with anger, but he knew the man in front of him too well. Zhuang Lingxiao had studied medicine, so why didn't he know the truth?It’s just that he is a little deviant by nature, and he once felt that Professor Bian was prejudiced against him. Telling him that medical ethics is a mirror is undoubtedly making things worse. At this time, he cannot disobey his wishes, otherwise it will backfire.

After weighing the pros and cons, Nie Changsheng had no choice but to sit down and quickly swallow the rice. According to this speed, he could finish the bowl of rice in less than 2 minutes.

"Do you dare to try to finish your meal within 10 minutes," the owner of the house threatened lightly, "Don't even think about stepping out of this door today."

The action of grilling rice paused, Nie Changsheng tried to reason: "Zhuang Lingxiao, this is my job..."

"So you just resign!" Zhuang Lingxiao retorted loudly, "It's okay to work from five to nine, and choose a high-risk job. Knowing that the hospital is a place where the source of infection is concentrated, and the relationship between doctors and patients is very bad now, do not you know?"

Nie Changsheng lowered his head, and his downcast eyes let out a shimmering luster.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuang Lingxiao keenly caught something and stared at him warningly.

"I didn't laugh." Nie Changsheng slowed down his eating and spoke slowly.

"Tsk!"

Ten minutes later, Nie Changsheng got into Zhuang Lingxiao's car and got out of the gate of Yunxi Garden. The driver didn't plan to stop. Nie Changsheng reminded him, and he got the word "shut up", so half an hour later , When Nie Changsheng got off the luxury car, the deputy director of the Brain Department was waiting at the entrance of Yan's hot spring sanatorium.

Accompanied by the deputy director of the Brain Department, besides the brain doctor summoned, was Gan Tang. He glanced at the driver who hadn't got off the car. Besides Zhuang Lingxiao, who else could be in the city with the cool car?Gan Tang squinted his shrewd eyes, with a playful smile on his lips.

Of course, Zhuang Lingxiao also saw that Gan Tang who disgusted him. When he saw him reaching out to shake hands with Nie Changsheng, he honked the horn fiercely as a warning.

Yan Bailu's operation lasted seven or eight hours. Fortunately, the operation was a success. Nie Changsheng tried his best to tell Yan Baizhou who was waiting in the operating room about the post-operative recovery procedures. In fact, there are many experts in the nursing home, but Nie Changsheng still said He was very careful, and at the end, he refused the guest room that Yan Baizhou arranged for him to rest. He was indeed very tired. If it wasn't for his strong willpower, he would have fallen asleep like the deputy director.

After leaving the nursing home, under the dark sky, two beams of orange headlights lit up.

He dragged his tired legs and got on the co-pilot. The narrow compartment was full of the smell of cigarettes, and he didn't know how many cigarettes this person had smoked.

"Where's Hongwu?" Nie Changsheng rubbed his eyebrows and yawned.

Zhuang Lingxiao seemed very displeased that the person he cared about first and foremost was that brat. While starting the engine and driving away, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know."

"You didn't pick him up?" Nie Changsheng stared at him in surprise. Under the dim headlights, the profile of Zhuang Lingxiao's profile was unusually soft. How could he let go of the child he cared about?With a low sigh, Nie Changsheng said, "Thank you."

Zhuang Lingxiao let out a "hum" and then an "um", this was to blame Nie Changsheng for his previous questioning, and then he accepted his thanks openly.

The car stopped in front of a supper restaurant, Zhuang Lingxiao glanced at Nie Changsheng who had fallen asleep, the flickering lights shone on his extremely tired side face, his eyes were closed, his nose was high, his lips were tightly pursed, he was asleep Afterwards, every aspect of his face was so pleasing to the eye, Zhuang Lingxiao was a little stunned, and a small voice in his heart commented: If only he could be as quiet as he is now, and not get angry with himself, how wonderful it would be!

When Nie Changsheng was woken up, the car had already parked in front of the villa. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, sniffed his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "Tingzai porridge!" Goo" cried.

Zhuang Lingxiao didn't make fun of him, and got out of the car with a big bag of supper.After Nie Changsheng's high-intensity surgery, he was too mentally exhausted. Although he was awake now, his body's reactions were relatively slow. He waited for his body to recover before getting out of the car. Zhuang Lingxiao waited at the door, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the Holding his wrist, they pulled him into the villa together.

Nie Changsheng just wasn't used to this kind of intimacy, his pace slowed down a bit, he had already been taken away by Zhuang Lingxiao, he staggered a step, but didn't break away from his hand, the night wind whizzed past them with damp cold air However, the warm current flowed through the bottom of my heart, dispelling the cold invaders around me.

When He Hongwu heard the sound, he ran to the door and waited for Nie Changsheng. The electric heater was turned on in the villa, and the child was only wearing a sweater, but it was still warm. Seeing Nie Changsheng, who had been away for five days, he felt excited , threw himself into Nie Changsheng's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and called coquettishly: "Uncle Nie!"

The 12-year-old child, who had stayed in a children's welfare home for a long time, was a bit rebellious. After being adopted by Nie Changsheng, he became very trusting of this guardian. After the freshness of staying in the first week passed, Nie Changsheng All kinds of good things came to the fore. The homesick young man stubbornly endured it for five days. During this time, he called Nie Changsheng many times, just to hear Nie Changsheng's gentle voice. Hope it sticks to him.

Nie Changsheng broke away from Zhuang Lingxiao's hand, stroked the top of the boy's hair, and asked, "Have you done your homework? Are you hungry? Let's have supper together..."

"Okay!" The child patted his shriveled stomach and said aggrievedly, "I'm really hungry."

He and Gong Shaoqing are both in the developing period, and they are easy to get hungry after class. If Nie Changsheng picked him up, he would definitely buy him snacks, but it was Zhuang Lingxiao who picked them up. He Hongwu was a little afraid of Zhuang Lingxiao and didn't dare Ask him to buy snacks. Although Gong Shaoqing is hungry, but his family is well educated, even if he is hungry, he will not rashly let others pay the bill.

Zhuang Lingxiao took the two of them back to the villa and left. The two children searched around the huge villa. Regardless of the size of the villa, there are many rooms and expensive furniture, but there is no snack!There was food left in the pot, and the two of them didn't dislike it. They ate it after warming it up, and they had almost digested it at the moment. When it came to supper, He Hongwu swallowed, his eyes lit up .

As for that Gong Shaoqing who was eating dinner, he yelled obediently: "Uncle Nie, Uncle Zhuang!"

Listen, it was Nie Changsheng who shouted first, not Zhuang Lingxiao!Zhuang Lingxiao, who was ruthlessly thrown away, had a dark face. It seems that it is necessary to establish the majesty of the head of the household!

"Zhuang Lingxiao, hurry up and bring the porridge here!" Nie Changsheng seemed to be provoking the ambition he had just set.

Zhuang Lingxiao: ...

There is still heat in the supper, no need to heat it up, now it will neither be too hot nor cold, this is the first time Gong Shaoqing has eaten such a common food, the food is so delicious, I can't stop, I ate two big bowls in a row, and I still can't get enough .

This is very similar to Zhuang Lingxiao. The same is true for the first time he ate Tingzi porridge. From the initial dislike to it, he can't forget it now. In five or six years, the time that has passed can no longer be recovered.

It was after the basketball team met with another school for supper. Zhuang Lingxiao didn't fit in, so he didn't respond to his teammates' invitation, called "Brother Shi", turned around and left.

Nie Changsheng, who was named, had no choice but to apologize to his teammates, and then followed Zhuang Lingxiao's footsteps. That basketball game consumed a lot, and the two of them could smell a strong fragrance after walking not far.

Nie Changsheng, who was born as a "commoner", did his part to recommend food, but Zhuang Lingxiao dismissed it, but in the end he couldn't resist Nie Changsheng's insistence, and half pushed and half sat in the dirty restaurant, waiting for a long time for the food. It was long until he lost his temper that the midnight snack was served.

"Fried dough sticks?" At that time, Zhuang Lingxiao looked at the floating objects on the porridge and asked uncertainly.

"Well," Nie Changsheng didn't lie, "The fritters are freshly fried, very crispy!"

What Zhuang Lingxiao wants to express is, how can fried dough sticks, a food that breeds cancer bacteria, be eaten!

Nie Changsheng did his duty like an ancient poison testing guard, took a bite, and praised: "It's delicious! Why don't you eat it?"

Seeing him push away the deep-fried dough sticks, Nie Changsheng moved the bowl over and said, "You don't want deep-fried dough sticks? Give it to me..."

Back then, Zhuang Lingxiao put all the fritters in the bowl into Nie Changsheng's bowl, but now——

"Eat," Nie Changsheng meticulously picked out the fried dough sticks in the bowl and put them in Zhuang Lingxiao's bowl. He couldn't remember when, as long as he ate boat porridge, Zhuang Lingxiao would grab the fried dough sticks from him. When I ate it once, I was so disgusted...

Once the taste changes, no one can stop it.