The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

"That..." Qin Cheng didn't know what to say, the school corridor was not a good place to comfort him.

"No need to comfort you," Jian Heng said, "It's been a long time."

Qin Cheng said dryly.

Qin Cheng was quite surprised that Jian Heng could say this kind of thing so easily in this kind of scene.

Jian Heng's expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, and his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about the most common thing.

It may be that the experience made Qin Cheng sensitive, and Jian Heng hid it well, but he could still hear the deeply hidden emotions.

Life is not always like this, on the surface each one is more lively than the other, but the inside is riddled with holes only you can see.

In a way, the two of them are really alike.

Qin Cheng didn't say anything, the time and place were wrong, so he could only follow Jian Heng to pack up his things and go home.

Jian Heng's demeanor and movements on the road were very natural, he obviously didn't care about this sentence, and Qin Cheng couldn't bring it up.

After getting off the car, Qin Cheng went directly to Jian Heng's house.

Qin Cheng didn't want to tell his mother that it would be too much for him to suspend classes continuously and go home, even though he did have difficulties.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Cheng threw away his schoolbag and collapsed on the sofa. His nostrils were full of the faint fragrance of the sofa, and his mood improved after smelling it. He closed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "There is a neighbor who is also a colleague. Desks are good, so you don’t have to worry about having nowhere to go even if classes are suspended.”

Jian Heng picked up the schoolbag he threw on the sofa and hung it in front of the wardrobe.

"Hey," Qin Cheng looked at him, "You won't slap me with the door again when the susceptibility period has passed and I come here again?"

Jian Heng looked at him and wrote "Have I ever photographed you?" with a bright expression on his face.

Qin Cheng nodded, stretched out three fingers, and smiled: "Three times."

Jian Heng turned his head and walked towards the kitchen: "You can come."

Qin Cheng couldn't help laughing. Although he didn't know what to enjoy, he still raised his voice and shouted: "It's useless to change the subject, I can remember it."

"Remember," Jian Heng's voice came from the kitchen, "What to drink?"

"Is there ice cola?" Qin Cheng asked.

"Boiled water and mineral water," Jian Heng said, "choose one."

Qin Cheng couldn't accept it: "I'm still thirsty."

Jian Heng came over with two glasses of water, handed Qin Cheng a glass and sat next to him.

Qin Cheng stared at the water glass in his hand, it was really impossible to tell whether it was boiled water or mineral water with the naked eye.

From the corner of his eye, Jian Heng had already finished his drink in two or three sips, and was leaning on the sofa to look at him with lazy and strict eyes.

It was the look in his eyes that watched him eat in the morning.

Qin Cheng frowned: "I want to drink Coke."

Jian Heng didn't speak, and after a long while, he suddenly opened his mouth.

Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment and followed reflexively. Halfway through, Jian Heng grabbed his chin and moved his head to look at him.

Qin Cheng was taken aback. Jian Heng's hands were not too strong and he didn't feel the pain, but this kind of controlled state made Alpha's hairs explode subconsciously.

Qin Cheng held the water in one hand and didn't dare to move the other hand to hold his hand, slurring his speech, "Oh, why don't I rely on you?"

Jian Heng watched for a while before letting go, and said, "You have dental caries."

Qin Cheng rubbed his face vigorously, feeling sour from being pinched, he raised his head when he heard this, "What, what teeth? You mean tooth decay?"

"Well," Jian Heng flicked the water glass in his hand, "Stop drinking Coke."

Qin Cheng rubbed his face and frowned, "Really, why don't I feel any pain?"

Jian Heng can tell from Qin Cheng's proficient way of buying Coke in the morning that this is someone who treats Coke like water.

Staying up late every day and drinking Coke every day, you don't have to be so dedicated if you want to die.

"It's too late when it hurts." Jian Heng leaned back on the sofa, "Go see a dentist when you have time."

"No," Qin Cheng drank his saliva, "What can I do with that money?"

Jian Heng didn't persuade anymore.

Qin Cheng drank it in one gulp like medicine, his whole body was rejecting the glass of white water. "I've always felt that drinking water and not drinking something with a taste is equivalent to not drinking."

"Then have another drink." Jian Heng swiped his phone twice, as if replying to a message.

"Thank you, I'll be cold after another drink." Qin Cheng touched Jian Heng with his knee, "I'm a little sleepy and I'll take a nap first. If you don't wake up from a long sleep, remember to call me live at five o'clock."

Jian Heng hummed.

Qin Cheng was in a good mood for no reason, humming an out-of-tune song, went to the bedroom, took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.My whole body still hurts, but maybe I got used to the pain and it's not so hard now.

Even after such a long distance, Doctor Jian's power did not decrease, and Qin Cheng was confused for a second.

In the living room, Jian Heng took the two people's cups to the kitchen to wash.

He does have a bit of cleanliness, maybe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The house must be tidied up every day, things must be neatly arranged in a specific order, clothes must be changed every day, the color of the body cannot exceed two, only tea with flavored water...

Coke is used as water, and there is no other explanation for him other than slow suicide.

In the short few days since he met Qin Cheng, Jian Heng discovered that he is a very contradictory person, and many of his actions and words are inconsistent.

It wasn't until Qin Cheng said those words on the rooftop today that Jian Heng knew the reason.

It can be seen from many places that Qin Cheng's family is indeed in difficulty, but it is definitely not as serious as he said - if it really gets to that point, with Qin Cheng's personality, the things on his computer desk will have to be downgraded by at least three gears. How is it possible to drink Coke like water.

Qin Cheng was just punishing himself in this way, abusing himself, and pushing himself to the point of desperation every day until he collapsed in order to get a moment of comfort.

He understands this feeling, he has experienced it.

So he didn't say anything to persuade, because it was useless.

……

Qin Cheng woke up with a blocked nose and felt uncomfortable. He opened his eyes and was covered with a thin quilt, which must have been covered by Jian Heng.

He sat up, his head was dull and his forehead was throbbing with pain, his nose was tightly blocked and he could only open his mouth to inhale, his throat was dry and hoarse.

This feeling hasn't been in a long time, and he has a cold.

I don't know if it was because of the cold shower last night or because of the typhoon this morning. In short, after an unknown period of time, he caught a cold.

When I got out of bed, my feet fluttered, like stepping on cotton.

Qin Cheng sighed, he also had a fever.

The combination of the wounds on his body and the aches and pains of the fever made Qin Cheng feel so sour that he immediately wanted to roll back to bed and sleep forever.

"Jian Heng?" When he opened his mouth, he startled himself, his voice was so hoarse, the Omegas would never be able to say the word "nice to hear".

Jian Heng soon appeared at the door of the bedroom, wearing a bathrobe and was wiping his hair. Seeing his precarious state, he hurried over to support him, frowning: "Have a cold?"

"Hmm..." Qin Cheng sniffed, his voice sounded like an old phonograph, "I seem to have a fever, fuck..."

Jian Heng put his hand on his head and felt it for a while, then said directly: "Go to the hospital for an IV."

"No," Qin Cheng shook his head, sat back on the bed, his head was dazed for a while, but he still said, "Take some antipyretics and you'll be fine. Go to some hospital."

"I must have a high fever. I'm going to the hospital now." Jian Heng turned around and pulled a sportswear from the closet to hand it to him. Halfway through the hand, he stopped, shook off the T-shirt and put it directly over his head.

Qin Cheng was being served to get dressed, his voice was so hoarse that he was still rambling: "I really don't need to go to the hospital, what time is it now? I have to start the broadcast."

"Ten past three," he had been stubbornly resisting that he couldn't dress properly, Jian Heng frowned, and whispered after a while, "Now go get your IV drip, so as not to delay the live broadcast."

Qin Cheng immediately stopped moving.

Jian Heng paused, suppressing the urge to chop down with a knife.

There is a clinic in the Heping community. The old doctor used to work in the city hospital, but he retired and opened this clinic with his wife.

The price is reasonable and the medical skills are high. Anyone who has a headache in the community basically comes here.

Qin Cheng was carried to the clinic by Jian Heng like a sack. Alpha has a high level of physical fitness. During the period, in order to avoid bumping into his mother, Jian Heng, he ran as if he was about to fly, and he was only a little panting when he got there.

The old doctor took a thermometer and found that he had a high fever of 39°8. He was so angry that his beard turned up. Instead of scolding the patient and family members, he pointed to Jian Heng's nose and said, "Why did you come here when you have a good body? Hey, don't always rely on your youth to have fun, leaving the root of the disease is enough to regret for a lifetime..."

Jian Heng listened silently.

Qin Cheng wanted to enjoy seeing him being scolded silently, but he didn't dare to laugh when the old doctor was here, so he could only look at Jian Heng with the corners of his mouth twitching.Endure hard.

Jian Heng was always obedient when facing well-meaning elders, nodding and glanced at him.

After a while the doctor finally finished speaking, Jian Heng asked, "Do you have any boiled water here?"

"Yes, there are." The old doctor nodded approvingly, "That's right, young people shouldn't drink so much all the time, it's bad for your health!"

Qin Cheng who was on the bed with a prostrated face, who was on an IV: "..."

I wipe?Is it a demon?Someone here is abusive.

Jian Heng returned after a while with a disposable paper cup, which was still steaming.

Qin Cheng didn't even want to look at it, turned his head to the side and refused to look directly at this thing.

After holding back for a while, Jian Heng kept silent. He couldn't help it, and asked, "What is your behavior?"

Jian Heng sat next to him and looked at the medicine bottle: "The behavior of treating patients. Drink more hot water."

"Scumbag behavior." Qin Cheng wanted to give him a middle finger, but he put his hands under the quilt, and Jian Heng was sitting on the quilt, so he gave up.

"What?" Jian Heng looked at him.

"I don't know," Qin Cheng laughed. He couldn't stop laughing even though he was dying of pain. His throat was dry and itchy, and he wanted to cough. Drink a lot of Coke, the result is a cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Qin Cheng clutched his chest and almost coughed out his lungs, and the bang bang sound was full of breath: "I'm coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing..."

There was an earth-shattering cough, which made Qin Cheng's head buzz, and his chest was full of empty sounds.

Jian Heng helped him up and let him sit slowly, holding a water glass in one hand, blew and handed it to his mouth: "Shunshun."

Qin Cheng no longer disliked boiled water, and felt alive after taking a sip of the whole glass of water.

Jian Heng put down the paper cup and looked at him, his voice didn't fluctuate: "Drink more Coke?"

Qin Cheng pointed to the medicine bottle: "I'm still a patient."

"Oh." Jian Heng sat at the end of the bed, took off his coat and covered him, "Then drink more Sprite."

Qin Cheng: "..."

Drink your second uncle's second aunt!

作者有话要说：作者站在门口，单手拿着茶缸子，静看云卷云舒：岁月真是皮了啪愣的不静好。感谢在2020-04-2014:45:25~2020-04-2116:38:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 2 from Jiushiba; 1 from Team Li’s little baby;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Li Dui's little baby, Luoluoya, 1 bottle of Shenshen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!