108 Ways to Heal a Loyal Dog

(5)

"Hahahaha!"

Walking into the kitchen, Su Jingyan finally couldn't help breaking his kung fu.With the little revenge from the previous strong alcohol wash, and the deliberate teasing just now, after a burst of comforting laughter, Su Jingyan felt a lot less tired, and even felt a sense of joy in his heart.

After taking a bath, he lay down in the study room, habitually flipped through books to help him fall asleep, and before going to bed with the lights off, Su Jingyan suddenly remembered the sick number he had picked up. Listen carefully to the next door.

There was a rustling sound, which sounded like fabric rubbing.After going on for a while, there was the sound of wooden clogs stepping on the ground, palms supporting the bed for strength.

Su Jingyan turned off the lights and was laid flat, the voices in his ears continued, turning into heavy panting, unsteady footsteps, and short and abnormal intervals between two steps.

After waiting for half a stick of incense, Su Jingyan finally waited for the creaking sound of his bedroom door being pushed open.

The footsteps stopped, and the gap this time was a little longer than before.

Sounds like it's fairly stable.Su Jingyan turned over and closed his eyelids reassuringly.

The new environment of no production and no worries makes Su Jingyan approach the transition point between Chenshi and Sishi every time he wakes up naturally.It doesn't matter if you are used to living alone. When you need to take care of another person, especially when you are sick, Dr. Su, who has always been worried about attributes, can't sleep well as soon as Chen Shi arrives.

With no hair tied, Su Jingyan put on a coat and went to the next door first, ready to take away and clean up the bedpan that he had put there so considerately before he left last night.

It turned out to be empty.

The door was empty, not a single extra leaf was left, and it was so clean that it was too weird, and even the room could not hear any sound.

It seems that someone is rougher and thicker than he imagined, Su Jingyan raised his eyebrows, turned around and went to wash up.

When he cleaned himself up, cooked vegetarian porridge, and prepared medicine packs from the pharmacy to fry in the pan, the man who had been missing for an unknown period of time blocked the morning sun and cast a large shadow at the kitchen door.

The other party remained silent, and Su Jingyan just went about his own business.A quarter of an hour later, the vegetarian porridge was ready. He scooped two bowls with a large spoon and put them on the stone table. When he covered the pot and turned his head, he was surprised to find that the bowls and dishes placed there were gone.

"..."

Staring at the stone case silently for a while, Su Jingyan lowered his body, slowly opened the cabinet, found another pair of bamboo chopsticks, continued to ladle water to wash his hands, and walked out slowly until no dirt could be seen between his fingers. .

There are several maple trees in Su Jingyan's small courtyard, and stone benches and tables are placed under the trees.When the weather is nice, he usually eats here.At this moment, the person who stole his breakfast was sitting in front of the stone table, facing two steaming bowls of vegetarian porridge, a plate of steamed buns, a plate of pickled vegetables, a plate of sliced ​​meat, and a plate of tofu.

Su Jingyan put down his chopsticks and spoon, sat down opposite the man, pulled the pickled vegetables and sliced ​​meat in front of him, put in the spoon as if he was alone, and started eating without looking away.

The other man watched him like this, his eyes fell on him for a while, and then moved to the dishes for a while, until the bowl in Su Jingyan's hand was almost bottomed out, and the man who had been dubbed "stuffy pot" by Su Jingyan opened his mouth :

"...Last night...thank you."

There is no new language, not even a word is changed.But the extra words in front let Su Jingyan know what he was talking about.but……

Thinking of this, Su Jingyan seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to eat steamed buns with pickled vegetables. After taking a few bites, he tapped the untouched porridge with the end of his chopsticks: "Your Excellency thinks the food is too bland?"

The other party was stunned, then shook his head: "No..."

Su Jingyan raised his head and glanced at him.

The man immediately fell silent, picked up the chopsticks and went to pick up the tofu in front of him, but he used too much force and his hands were unstable, the tender tofu just caught halfway, and it broke into a few small pieces from between the chopsticks, falling Into the staggered texture of the tabletop.

The tabletop is a go board with nineteen horizontal and vertical lines. Over the years, some lines have worn away, but it can be seen from the smooth and clean surface that people who often play this game love it.

Su Jingyan's gaze fell on the man who failed just after he moved his first chopsticks.

For some reason, Su Jingyan felt that the man in his field of vision was a little flustered, which could not be seen from his calm and calm black eyes, but whether it was the embarrassing and then put down of the chopsticks, or the slightly hasty movement of picking up the porridge bowl, all hinted that A message—he made the man in front of him nervous.

Is a tiger afraid of a sheep?

Su Jingyan shook his head to tell himself not to continue exploring, and was about to pack up the empty bowl he had used up, but before he could move, he heard a clang, and another bowl full of white porridge spilled on the table half a foot away.

Su Jingyan got up abruptly, and reflexively pushed the man half a step back to prevent the porridge from splashing on the man's bed sheet, which was wrapped more like a coat this time.

He grasped the palm just right, but the man who was retreating back with the stone bench actually curled up, and the tip of his nose began to sweat again.Seeing this, Su Jingyan's heart softened, and just as he was about to say something, the other person spoke in a hoarse and trembling voice:

"Sorry...I'll clean up right away..."

After all, he stepped forward with some strength, stood up suddenly and walked forward, lowered his head and quickly cleaned up the mess on the table. Although the tip of his nose and neck were still covered with sweat, the movements of his hands stabilized.

"Humph."

Su Jingyan stood aside with his arms crossed, stared at it for a while, and couldn't help making a sound before turning around and walking away.The person who was vainly grabbing the porridge grains with his fingers froze, but quickly lowered his head and continued the cleaning work without any auxiliary tools.

Su Jingyan went to the study to stay for a while, so that even he himself didn't know why he was restless.He took out a book, flipped through a few pages, and threw it on the table; then picked up the half-read book, closed it before fully opening it; waited for the third time to force his emotions to search by the title, but heard the sound coming out of the window. After the sound of heavy and unsteady footsteps, Su Jingyan decided to give up making trouble with himself, opened the door and walked out.

It's stupid to punish yourself for other people's mistakes.

The stone table under the maple tree had been cleaned very well, and it was still a little wet to the touch, but it was not the stickiness of the porridge, but the traces left by the clear water.The water tank is in the kitchen, not too far from here.Su Jingyan followed the mottled dark water stains on the ground all the way to the kitchen and found his sick number, he was immediately laughed angrily by the scene in front of him.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, the man wrapped in a bed sheet is bending over to wash the dishes. The first rough washing, the second washing, and the third rinsing, the hand that looks like it is holding a sword I was soaking in the sewage and scrubbing the dishes carefully. I couldn't make any moves, but I was so stubborn that I refused to let go of a corner.

I don’t know how he found the utensils he used to wash dishes, and he can still distinguish their uses... Should he be praised for his talent and excellent detective and deduction skills, or should he be praised for his talent as a dishwashing worker, and he can go deeper... □Dig digging, you can get a 24-hour personal perfect butler.

Su Jingyan rolled his eyes in his heart, turned his eyes around, and only then noticed that he was combing a high ponytail today, and his thick black long hair was gathered together, but because of the "clothes" on his body, his sense of refinement was reduced.A little bit of red smudged on his back, and then printed and dyed the fabric next to him, and a little smell of medicine spread out, evoking Su Jingyan's memory of last night.

...the wound opened.

Su Jingyan could almost imagine the tragedy under the cloth, and Su Jingyan frowned unconsciously.In sight, the man stacked the washed dishes, put his hands on both sides of the sink, held it up for a while, but splashed some water instead.

Behind him, Su Jingyan's delicate brows frowned again to the point where a fly could be pinched to death.When he saw the man gritted his teeth again and was about to try, the flame that had been secretly hidden in his heart finally sprang up, which inspired him to take a step forward, and he stretched out his hands to clasp his wrists.

And almost at the same time, the other person suddenly turned around.

The fierceness and vigilance in his eyes disappeared quickly after seeing the person coming, and the hand that touched the sharp weapon on the table was also silently withdrawn.The man lowered his eyes, and moved half a step to the side, pulling away the distance that seemed somewhat intimate due to Su Jingyan's actions.

Su Jingyan stared at him gloomyly, and suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, the kind of smile that was not on the surface.

Immediately, he punched the man in the face.

Direct, simple, yet fast and strong.

The man was startled, and dodged it. Before he could stand still, Su Jingyan hit him again, heading towards the tip of his nose.

This time, the person who took another step back was unstable. He wanted to support himself on the stove, but his backward leaning back touched the warm and soft chest.

However, just in the middle of falling into another person's arms, the man abruptly turned the backward trend to forward, and bumped into the cabinet with a bang.

Seeing him dare to hide!

Su Jingyan felt that the veins on his forehead were popping out.He took a step forward, intending to lift the man directly, but his reason had been driven to the corner by his anger and completely disappeared, so he finally chose the princess hug, which was the only waist without a wound on the man's upper body.

Su Jingyan hugged the person horizontally, but the person being hugged was still restless and wanted to struggle, Su Jingyan had to stare coldly like a knife out, and then he tamed him immediately like a special medicine, and let him be carried back to the bedroom obediently.

This kind of bastard patient who loves to be brave, doesn't report his condition to the doctor truthfully, and also tries to hide it, pretending that I am a good husband, who hides his disease and refuses to see a doctor, really challenges people's patience!

Su Jingyan finally understood why doctors are generally irritable.

No matter how good self-cultivation is, it will become a floating cloud in front of a pig-like sickness.

"A place has its own rules."

Su Jingyan stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, his expression turned frosty: "I believe that with your intelligence and wisdom, it's not difficult to understand what I mean."

"……Yes."

The man's voice was weak and his words were slurred. If it wasn't for Su Jingyan's good hearing, he would have thought he hadn't said a word.

Glancing at the patient on the bed who was sweating, trembling all over, and with slack eyesight, Su Jingyan was unmoved.

Do it yourself.

"In my place, what I say, what you do. You are not allowed to do anything I didn't say."

"……Yes."

"agreed."

"it is good."

This self-assertive person can make people suffocate in one breath, and his obedient appearance can also make people want to reflect on their own problems.Su Jingyan looked at his sweaty forehead hair and drooping eyelashes that covered his emotions with a delicate mood.

He sighed, thought for a while, went to the study room, took out pen and ink, brushed and wrote on a piece of paper, blew on it, and scanned it again by himself, then returned to the bedroom with satisfaction.

With a light flick, the paper fell in front of the man.

He slowly opened his eyelids and his eyes fell on the paper.

Su Jingyan remained silent, waiting for his reaction.

In the end, after waiting and waiting, what came was the man's lowered head, rubbing uncomfortably with the fingers pinched on the edge of the paper.

"I... can't read."

Su Jingyan was taken aback, and then subconsciously sized him up again.Immediately, he could only bend down to pick up the paper again in a compromise, and read with a blank expression:

"Stay in bed for the first to four days and recuperate. Without permission, it is strictly forbidden to get out of bed without permission."

"Second, truthfully explain your physical condition every day, and you must not conceal or make false reports."

"Third, if you have additional needs, please tell me frankly, and don't pretend to be deaf and dumb."

"Fourth, don't flatter me, it's unnecessary."

Sentence after sentence, Su Jingyan read without emotion, plain and straightforward, but at the fourth sentence, he suddenly emphasized his tone and said in a deep and cold voice.

The author has something to say:

"Su Jingyan, the script is written like this! You should act like this!"

"--I do not want."

"Loyal Dog, you shouldn't be such a man|wife, this kind of scene will come later!"

"...sorry, instinct...is hard to control."

peat! ! !

The author Jun cried and fainted in their toilet.