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Zhou Yu'an buried his head and didn't have the nerve to look at Zhong Fuchu's face, and didn't notice that the little boy behind him suddenly reached out to grab his drainage tube.

In the next second, he was violently pulled up from the swing by a hand. The extremely fast approaching distance made him smell a fresh smell of aftershave water, but when he recovered, Zhong Fuchu had let him go hand, turned to lower his head and said to the little boy: "This brother is sick, so you can't touch him, you know?"

His expression was a little serious, and his tone was not cold. The little boy nodded in a panic, turned and ran away.

Zhou Yu'an was still in a daze, Zhong Fuchu's hands were strong, and there was still heat on his wrists, constantly reminding him to recall the moment just now.

It seems that there is something under the sea that is surging, and meets the heavy clouds at the junction of the sky and the sea.

He was still thinking about it, but Zhong Fuchu suddenly lifted his shirt.

"???" Zhou Yu'an dodged away, his eyes widened.

Zhong Fuchu looked down at him, his patience was about to run out, and he frowned and said, "I want to check your drainage tube."

Zhou Yuan snorted, tried his best to ignore the crowd looking at them, turned his face to let Zhong Fuchu lift his clothes.

Zhong Fuchu checked the bandage and nozzle, put down his clothes and said, "Follow me."

Zhou Yu'an had no choice but to follow him with the bottle. When Zhong Fuchu walked to the door, he said to the intern standing there, "I'll be right over." Then he walked to the other side.

"Where are we going?" Zhou Yu'an is nearly 10 centimeters shorter than Zhong Fuchu, and he walks a lot slower. White hem.

Zhong Fuchu didn't answer him, but obviously slowed down his pace, Zhou Yu'an finally caught up, he moved too much just now, the painkiller gradually lost its effect, and there was a faint pain in his chest again.

"Doctor Zhong, my chest hurts, could something be wrong?"

Zhong Fuchu still ignored him, Zhou Yu'an wisely didn't speak again, but he found that Zhong Fuchu actually brought him to his ward.

"Stay here obediently, don't let me see you outside again." Zhong Fuchu took him to the room, watched him lie on the bed, and raised his index finger to knock on the guardrail beside the bed.

Zhou Yu'an had the illusion of being urged to take a nap by the kindergarten teacher. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing two dimples, and said innocently, "Then how can I buy lunch?"

Zhong Fuchu frowned and asked, "Where's your friend?"

Zhou Yu'an pretended to be melancholy and said: "Oh, he went to pick up girls, leaving me alone."

Looking at the pitiful expression on his face, Zhong Fuchu obviously believed it, and after thinking for a while, he said, "There are too many people in the cafeteria, so it's not suitable for you to go there. I'll ask someone to bring you food."

Zhou Yu'an originally thought that Zhong Fuchu would be indifferent, but he was a little surprised when he heard this, he raised a smile and said:

"Okay, thank you brother doctor!" It was the same as those children in the hospital called.

Zhong Fu gave him a first look, then turned around and left quickly.

The staff canteen of Hannan Hospital is well-built, and the food is also famously good. Ye Lang saw Zhong Fuchu, who was as tall and straight as a white crane, in the crowd, and a new intern nurse seemed to be looking for him. WeChat, but was obviously rejected.

Ye Lang was laughing in his heart, that's what newcomers would do. Who in Hannan Hospital doesn't know that Dr. Zhong doesn't like others to talk to him?He walked over, patted Zhong Fuchu on the shoulder, and asked:

"Is the restaurant set for tonight?"

Zhong Fuchu turned his head, suppressed his unhappy expression, and said, "It's still that house, the environment is relatively quiet."

Ye Lang said: "I also made an appointment with that doctor. His name is Song Dixin. He was introduced to me by a friend. His professionalism and character are very trustworthy. You can rest assured."

Zhong Fuchu was noncommittal, holding a lunch box in his hand, looking at the menu in the cafeteria.

Ye Lang glanced at his lunch box and asked, "Today, take lunch back to the office?" In the past, he and Zhong Fuchu mostly ate together in the cafeteria.

Zhong Fuchu said: "There is a patient with pneumothorax who has not been taken care of."

Ye Lang knew that Zhong Fuchu had always been responsible for the patients, but he hadn't helped out with cooking, so he said, "It's fine to ask interns or nurses to help, otherwise how could you be so busy with so many patients?"

"Li Huiting has something to go out at noon." Zhong Fuchu himself was not too willing to bother others.

The two ate in the cafeteria as usual, and Ye Lang said, "Let's go back to Wanzhong's home some other day, shall we? I asked grandpa to come to our yard for a full-body examination, and after persuading him for a long time, he still didn't want to come."

Wanzhong Homeland is an orphanage run by Zhong Muyuan, where Ye Lang and Zhong Fuchu grew up together.

Zhong Fuchu said: "Last time I went back and gave him a simple examination. Other problems are fine, but he has gout and can't hold back his mouth."

Ye Lang smiled and said reminiscingly: "We were always taught by him to be greedy when we were young, but now that he is old, he can't control his mouth."

He didn't know what to think of, and his expression became a little more sad, and he said softly: "It would be great if Zhong Yuan was still there, he has a sweet mouth, grandpa likes him so much, he will definitely listen to him."

Zhong Yuan is also a child of Wanzhong's home, two years younger than them, and the three of them were always together at that time, but unfortunately Zhong Yuan left before he could grow up.

When Zhong Fuchu suddenly heard this name, he felt a little dazed. It was already 12 years ago, but the image of Zhong Yuan in his heart has always remained at the age of 16.

Ye Lang felt a little regretful about mentioning Zhong Yuan, so he asked instead: "You...have you suffered from insomnia recently?"

Zhong Fuchu didn't answer, but there was a bit of bored depression in his cold eyes, lifeless.

This is incompatible with the white coat on him. Doctors are supposed to be rescuers, but he is like a person waiting to be rescued.

Ye Lang stopped asking, he knew that Zhong Fuchu was a severe insomnia patient, often disturbed by nightmares, which seemed to be closely related to his past before he came to Wanzhong's home.It's just that even though their relationship is so close, Zhong Fuchu never confided in him.

"It seems that the audio I gave you last time didn't work."

Ye Lang had found some music to treat insomnia for Zhong Fuchu before, but now he thought that Zhong Fuchu's psychological problems originated from the deepest memory, and external factors had no effect.

"It's okay, it will be fine after this period of time." Zhong Fuchu saw Ye Lang's worried face, but instead comforted him.

Zhou Yu'an was bored in the hospital bed, TV and mobile phones were all boring, and he didn't dare to go out for a while.He felt that he was Monkey King, who was cursed by Tang Monk Zhong Fuchu.

When Xu Xing came in carrying his lunch, Zhou Yu'an was staring at the TV watching "Journey to the West" with great interest.

"Tang Seng is so stupid! He actually misunderstood Sun Wukong, that woman looks like a bone spirit!" Zhou Yuan beat the bed angrily, but the drainage tube was moved, and he hissed and cried out in pain.

"The Great Sage is not as sincere as you are." Xu Xing propped up the small table on the hospital bed, opened the lunch box and put it on.

"Didn't you have something to do with the company? Dr. Zhong also wants to deliver meals to me. Now, what should I choose? What a sweet trouble." Zhou Yuan opened his eyes and said nonsense. Zhong Fuchu probably forgot or sent me a meal. An intern comes over.

Xu Xing really didn't believe it, and said mockingly: "Come on, that man is an attending physician, he is very busy, where can I bring you food?" He picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into Zhou Yu'an's mouth, "Eat your food well Fan, stop thinking about it here."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the ward was opened, and Zhong Fuchu stood at the door with a lunch box and looked at them.

At this time, Xu Xing's hand stuffing the chicken leg hadn't been withdrawn yet, the two of them froze in place for a while, not knowing how to react.

Zhong Fuchu glanced at them, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he closed the door and planned to go out.

Zhou Yu'an panicked, and was about to jump out of bed, but he forgot his drainage tube, and screamed out after dragging it.

Xu Xing frowned: "Ancestor, can you take it easy?"

Zhou Yuan burst into tears of pain, he hurriedly looked at Zhong Fuchu, the latter did not leave, but walked over, put the extra lunch box on the bedside table, and then stretched out his hand to push Zhou Yuan back bed.

"Can you save people some time?" Zhong Fuchu's tone was cold and hard, mixed with a bit of helplessness that was difficult to detect.

Zhou Yu'an lay down obediently, looking at Zhong Fuchu with a pair of big eyes.He likes Zhong Fuchu's indifferent look of being angry but unable to get angry with him, this feeling is very familiar, yet unpredictable.

So he grabbed Zhong Fuchu's sleeve and flattered him: "Doctor Zhong, don't worry, I will finish all the meals you ordered, and I will never waste a single grain of the people."

Xu Xing made a vomiting expression towards Zhou Yu'an behind Zhong Fuchu's back, Zhou Yu'an ignored him, just looked at Zhong Fuchu, and rolled the dimple around his mouth deeper.

Zhong Fuchu glanced at his hand, said indifferently: "Whatever you want." Then he turned and walked out without taking the lunch box away.

Xu Xing shook his head, packed away all the meals he bought from the high-end restaurant, and said indignantly:

"Zhou Yu'an, Zhou Yu'an, you can work hard, I want to see if you can make some big waves, wait for things to come to light, your mother and your father will clean you up!" He seriously suspected that this kid had something wrong with the doctor thought.

Zhou Yu'an opened the lunch box that Zhong Fuchu brought, and there were ordinary canteen meals inside, but his eyes lit up, as if he was looking at some rare delicacy, while shaking his head, he said to Xu Xing: "You don't understand."

"Okay, I really don't understand." Xu Xing thought to himself that he is a straight man, what else does he need to know?

On the way back to the office, Zhong Fuchu ran into Li Huiting who was coming back from work. Seeing him coming from the direction of the ward, Li Huiting asked in surprise, "Did you go for rounds at noon?" Generally speaking, doctors don't need to make rounds so frequently. of.

"No, I brought food for bed 42."

Li Huiting thought to herself that this should not be Zhong Fuchu's job after all, she was deeply regretful that she was not well-informed, and hurriedly said: "You are so busy, let me do this kind of thing in the future."

Zhong Fuchu was noncommittal, and the two walked towards the office together. On the way, Zhong Fuchu suddenly said: "You should keep an eye on bed No. 42, and don't let him run around."

Li Huiting was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You mean that handsome guy named Zhou Yu'an, then I'll go and see him in the afternoon, I guess he's bored."

Zhong Fuchu thought for a while and said, "If you're bored, give him a few books."

Li Huiting said that not everyone loves reading as much as you do, but she agreed briskly.

In the end, Zhou Yu'an failed to fulfill his big words, and asked Xu Xing to go out quietly to empty out all the leftovers in the lunch box.In the afternoon Xu Xing went out to run business again, leaving Zhou Yuan alone in the long grass in the hospital.

After three o'clock, Li Huiting came to make rounds. She opened the door and came in and saw the whole process of Zhou Yu'an's eyes glowing from brilliance to dim. It was like setting off fireworks. She couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm not welcome?"

Zhou Yu'an smiled and said, "No way, if it wasn't for my inconvenient right now, I would definitely welcome you on the red carpet."

Li Huiting smiled, and came over to observe the data of the medical equipment. There was no problem, and she chatted: "Is it boring? Do you want me to show you some books?"

Just now Zhong Fuchu had found a few books for her to bring to Zhou Yu'an, but she glanced at the titles and felt that Zhou Yu'an would not be interested.

Sure enough, Zhou Yuan rolled his eyes a few times and said, "Why don't you share some hospital gossip?"

Li Huiting came to her senses, she likes to gossip, "I've been here not long ago, I just know more about thoracic surgery, I don't know who you want to listen to? I don't want to talk about privacy."

Zhou Yu said at ease that what he wanted to hear was gossip about the thoracic surgery department, and said, "For example, Dr. Zhong... Dr. Zhong... Dr. Zhong and so on."

Li Huiting covered her mouth and smiled for a long time before saying, "I knew you wanted to know about Dr. Zhong's gossip."

Alarm bells rang in Zhou Yu'an's heart, thinking that Zhong Fuchu was really in demand.

"Almost all the patients who come to us, who have seen Dr. Zhong, will inquire about it. There are aunts and uncles looking for a partner for their daughters, and there are also young girls who want to chase him by themselves. I don't know which one you are?"

Zhou Yu'an made an excuse: "Find someone for my sister, I think Dr. Zhong is very good, and I want to introduce her to her."

Li Huiting took it seriously and said, "Your sister must be pretty too, right? Dr. Zhong is good at everything. He is only 30 years old. He is capable and handsome, but he is too cold. The daughter of our department director also chased him, but It hasn't been unsuccessful over the years."

Shao Fengwen is the director of the Thoracic Surgery Department. He has a very beautiful daughter. After returning from studying in France, he wandered around his father's department. He happened to meet Zhong Fuchu who came back from the operation. , The whole hospital knew about it, but Zhong Fuchu was not touched at all.

Zhou Yu'an's face flashed a bit of joy when he heard this: "In other words, Dr. Zhong doesn't have a girlfriend yet?"

Li Huiting shook her head: "Probably not, he is inseparable from Dr. Ye every day, it doesn't look like he has a girlfriend."

"Doctor Ye?"

"Dr. Ye Lan from the orthopedics department of our hospital, they seem to be... childhood sweethearts?" Li Huiting felt that she had used an inappropriate word.

It turns out there is a bamboo horse?Zhou Yu'an was a little curious.

Li Huiting scanned the ward, suddenly thought of something, turned around and found a package from a cabinet in the ward, handed it to Zhou Yuan, and said: "This is left by the child who lived here last time, if you are really bored, take it Let's play."

Zhou Yu'an looked at the box of children's DIY handmade bags with Pikachu printed in front of him, and said embarrassingly, "This is too young." If Xu Xing saw it, he would be laughed at for the rest of his life.

Li Huiting said with a smile: "I made one myself, it's quite fun, just use it as a way to pass the time." After she said goodbye, she went to check other wards.

Zhou Yu'an naturally wouldn't play with children's toys, he played an adult mobile game and was knocked out in a few rounds, closed his eyes angrily and lay down for a while, then got up and opened the craft bag.