There is a gang [Sword Three]

Huang Sheng hung up the phone and thought for a while before knocking on the door of his sister's room. Huang Xiaobing came to open the door sleepily, complaining: "What are you doing? I have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning to put on makeup."

"I'm really sorry," Huang Sheng smiled wryly, "Lend me your car. Pudding... is my mother's son now. He comes to play at the beach. He has acute enteritis. I'll send him to the hospital."

"Did you eat too much seafood?" Huang Xiaobing threw the key to him and yawned, "Hurry up and go to the hospital. I'll make a call to see if my classmate is on duty tonight..."

Huang Sheng took the key and quickly refused: "No, no, don't bother me in the middle of the night."

"It's okay, just make a phone call, you can go," Huang Xiaobing yawned and waved his hands, "Be careful when driving."

"Oh, thank you very much."

When Huang Sheng arrived at the hotel, the pudding was almost dehydrated, so he and Xiao Qi quickly got him into the car. The small clinic in the resort was closed at night, so they had to turn around and go to the People's Hospital thirty miles away.

Pudding nestled in the small back seat of the Beetle, and joked leisurely: "Brother Cheng, do you have a copy? You can't find it in other hospitals. If you are caught by the traffic police on the way, you will be finished."

"Shut up, you." Huang Sheng bit an unlit cigarette to refresh himself, he was afraid that he would be so sleepy that he drove the car into a ditch.

Suddenly Xiao Qi reached out and took his cigarette away.

Huang Sheng clicked his tongue and was about to have an attack when a fresh sweet smell came over him. He looked down and saw Xiao Qi peeling a mint candy and putting it near his mouth.

Huang Sheng pretended to be calm and put the jelly beans into his mouth. The cool taste spread from the tip of his tongue to his throat, driving away his drowsiness and clearing his mind a lot.

Pudding didn't see what happened to the two people in front of him, so he held his stomach and muttered: "It's over, I forgot to pack a diaper when I went out just now, brother Sheng, what if I dirty your car?"

Huang Sheng bit the mint candy, and said ferociously, "Lick it clean as you made it."

"Damn it!" Pudding was disgusted by him, "I want to vomit..."

Huang Sheng heard that his voice didn't seem to be faking, and he was shocked: "Don't really spit on the car, my sister will kill me! Swallow it back!"

Xiao Qi quickly handed over a plastic bag, Pudding vomited a few times against the plastic bag, and only spit out a few mouthfuls of bitter water. He had nothing to vomit from vomiting and diarrhea this night.

After taking the wet wipe from Xiao Qi, Pudding wiped his mouth, and said depressedly: "Brother Cheng, I finally see your ugly face clearly, and let me swallow it, are you disgusting?"

Huang Sheng smiled and said, "Then what do you want me to do? I'm also very helpless."

I rushed to the hospital and went to the emergency department, and it was said that it was acute enteritis, and I was prescribed several bottles of injections.The wards in the hospital were really tense, thanks to the help of Huang Xiaobing's classmates, they finally got a bed in the corridor, and it was more comfortable for Pudding to lie down and hang the needles.

Xiao Qi said to Huang Sheng: "Thank you for your sister, and your sister's classmates."

"I'll help you convey it." Huang Sheng yawned, turned his head and stroking Pudding's hair with a smile, and said with a smile, "The conditions are relatively difficult, but it's only one night, and it's over after a while, our Second Young Master Xiao It's a pure man, don't care about these details, right?"

Pudding stretched out his hand for the nurse to give the needle, and said nonchalantly, "Didn't you see that there are still people sitting and hanging water over there? It would be nice to have a bed. Be grateful, brother Sheng, are you sleepy?"

"You go home and go to bed," Xiao Qi said, "I'll just watch here."

Huang Sheng squeezed Pudding's hand, feeling a bit cold, slowed down the dripping speed of the infusion tube, shook his head and said, "No, I won't be able to sleep for a few hours when I go back, I'll just go see my relatives off at dawn."

"Go over there and rest for a while." Xiao Qi pointed to the bench by the wall and said.

Huang Sheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked over. He was so sleepy, he closed his eyes after sitting on the bench for a while, and fell down slowly.

Pudding was lying on the bed, blinking his eyes, and whispered: "He seems to be very tired, his eyes are bloodshot."

"En." Xiao Qi nodded, frowning and looking at Huang Sheng curled up on the bench, feeling very uncomfortable.He smiled wryly at Pudding, and said in a low voice, "You should sleep too."

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, although Pudding really wanted to stay with Xiao Qi, but he had been vomiting and diarrhea all night and was extremely weak, so he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

The other patients and family members in the corridor were also asleep. Xiao Qi sat on the stool beside the bed for a while, feeling upset, peeled a piece of mint and put it in his mouth, letting the cool sweetness pass down his throat , Slightly suppressing the turbulent anxiety in my heart.

He raised his head, looked at Huang Sheng, and found that he didn't know what he had dreamed of, and his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was very sad.

There was a sound of footsteps nearby and the sound of the hospital bed being pushed. Huang Sheng was woken up. He opened his eyes sleepily and saw another bed was added next to Pudding's hospital bed. It was a little girl with a stomachache. Stir-fried rice cakes, intestinal obstruction in the middle of the night and almost crying to death, was sent to the hospital overnight by her father.

"I'm really exhausted," her father sighed wearily, looked around and found that only Huang Sheng's bench was free, walked over and said weakly, "Brother, can you let me, I'm getting tired fainted."

Huang Sheng got up and made room for him.

Xiao Qi looked up and saw Huang Sheng's face was full of sleepiness, his head was tilted back, and he managed to maintain a good sitting position. After sleeping for a while, his body slowly fell to the side, but he came back to his senses just before he fell on the man's shoulder. Rubbing his eyes, he sat down again and continued to sleep.

Xiao Qi walked over, pointed to the stool next to Pudding's bed, and smiled apologetically at the man.

The man understood and readily changed seats with him.

Xiao Qi sat on the bench and hugged Huang Sheng's head to his side. The sleeping Huang Sheng was much more obedient than the sober one, and he lay on Xiao Qi's shoulder obediently.

The air conditioner in the hospital was turned on very low, Huang Sheng was a little afraid of the cold, and instinctively followed the heat and slowly pushed himself into Xiao Qi's arms, and involuntarily let out a small cat-like contented purr from his throat.

Xiao Qi wrapped his arms around his shoulders stiffly, feeling like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

The long night passed minute by minute, Xiao Qi stared at the wall clock on the wall with his bloodshot eyes, hoping that it could go slower, slower...

The hour hand is ruthless, and it still turns to Tianming without haste.

Huang Sheng was awakened by the hurried footsteps in the corridor. He opened his eyes and felt that the light in front of him was quite dark. He thought it was still early, and he was startled for a moment before realizing that it was a hand covering his eyes, blocking the light for himself. .

The temperature around him was so comfortable, he subconsciously turned towards the heat source, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart that he would wake up naturally in the morning and find that he could stay in bed for another 10 minutes.

and many more!

Huang Sheng's heart skipped a beat—who is this "mattress" next to me?

He was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes slowly moved up, passed the palm covering his eyes, and bumped into Xiao Qi's gentle and focused eyes.

Xiao Qi didn't expect that his voyeurism would be discovered, so he looked away in embarrassment, and said lightly, "Are you awake?"

His voice was low and hoarse, revealing the tiredness of not sleeping all night, and also had a little nasal sound, probably the air-conditioning in the corridor was too strong, which made him catch a cold.

Huang Sheng sat up, and a bright yellow air-conditioning blanket slid off his body. He grabbed the corner of the blanket and was a little dazed. After a while, he laughed twice: "I used you as a mattress, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay," Xiao Qi looked into his eyes and said softly, "I'm happy with it."

"You..." Huang Sheng opened his mouth, wanting to say a few cruel words to hit him, but when he saw the red blood in the other party's eyes, he couldn't say a word, and smiled dejectedly, "Oh, forget it , anyway, thank you very much."

This is the truth. Although this sleep was on a hard bench in the hospital, the quality of the sleep was ten thousand times better than that on the soft big bed at home.

"There are no words of thanks between us." Xiao Qi said, as people came and went in the corridor, he lowered his voice, "I like you, and it is my responsibility to make you comfortable."

"Stop talking." Huang Sheng interrupted him, squinted his eyes and looked at the wall clock, muttering, "What time is it?"

"Six o'clock, you are in time." Xiao Qi handed him the glasses that he had been holding in his hand.

"Oh, yes, it's after ten o'clock to welcome the bride." Huang Sheng put on his glasses, looked at Pudding, and found that the kid had finished hanging the needle, and was lying on the narrow hospital bed with his limbs sprawled like a frog, sleeping unconsciously .

"Are you hungry? You stay here with Pudding, and I'll go to the cafeteria to make some breakfast."

"Ah."

Huang Sheng sat on the bench, unconsciously clutching the air-conditioning blanket tightly, feeling the nostalgic temperature on it, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Qi's back, and keenly noticed that his walking posture was a little strange, as if his hands and feet were not flexible.

After looking at it suspiciously for a while, Huang Sheng suddenly realized that it was a sign of sore limbs after being put on his own pillow all night!

Xiao Qi has tried his best to control his posture. He wants Huang Sheng to see himself as the most handsome all the time, and he doesn't want Huang Sheng to feel that he owes him. There is never a debt in love, only love or not.

Pudding slept until eight o'clock, and before he opened his eyes, he smelled the aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and immediately felt his belly sticking to his back.

"Eat another hard-boiled egg." Xiao Qi's deep voice came, and then there was a sound of "boom..." cracking an eggshell next to him.

Huang Sheng whispered: "Stop peeling, I'm full."

Xiao Qi said, "You usually eat two."

"I don't usually drink porridge."

"Porridge doesn't fill you up."

"Hey...then I'll eat another one, thank you, don't peel it anymore."

"Don't say thank you to me, there are no words of thanks between us."

Pudding sat up with his messy hair, rubbed his sleepy eyes vigorously, and saw Xiao Qi and Huang Sheng sitting on a bench by the wall, with several plastic bags on their laps, including buns and scallion pancakes, There are boiled eggs and porridge in cups.

"You...behind me...steal delicious food!" Pudding said angrily.

"Wake up," Huang Sheng glanced at him with a smile, stuffed the last piece of egg white into his mouth, and said inarticulately, "You can get out of bed and go back to the hotel when you wake up, let's go."

Pudding licked his lips: "Give me an egg."

"Just drink some plain porridge." Huang Sheng stuffed him with a cup of warm porridge, and smoothed his messy hair, "Wake up, don't lie on other people's bed, does your stomach still hurt?"

Pudding was urged to get out of bed, and smiled while putting on his shoes: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I feel like I can still eat ten catties of seafood."

"Oh, don't scare me," Huang Sheng said, "If you do this again, do you want to scare me to death so that I can inherit my chicken Xiaomeng?"

Pudding asked suspiciously: "What is Chicken Xiaomeng?"

"Oh, in the game, forget that you don't play the game anymore."

"Hey," Pudding regained his spirits, "What game, I have a summer vacation to play!"

Xiao Qi packed up his things, walked out with them with his unfinished breakfast, and said in a low voice, "A dress-up game, similar to Nuannuan Around the World and Audition."

Huang Sheng burst out laughing: "Why do these words sound familiar?"

"If you repeat it, it will still feel familiar."

"Hahaha……"

Pudding was sandwiched between the two, walking with the same hands and feet, thinking: What's going on?Did these two make any new progress behind their backs?