Don't look at me, I'm not perfect

Suddenly, the third child heard a rush of footsteps approaching, looked up, and saw a man in a shirt, trousers, and gold-rimmed glasses squatting beside them.

"Professor Gu?" The third child was dumbfounded.

Gu Yu didn't even look at him, and lowered his head to look at Yan An: "Yang Yang?"

The child seemed to be a little delirious from the pain, his eyes were red and teary, and when he heard the familiar voice, he couldn't stop the grievance in his heart, gurgling and bubbling, tender and soft: "It hurts... back Home…"

Gu Yu frowned, and picked him up neatly, the child curled up in his arms, his face was frighteningly pale, the man lowered his head and rubbed his face as if to comfort him: "Hey, it's okay, let's see a doctor .”

"Don't...don't go to the hospital." But the child still rejected it: "Go home."

The third child was anxiously walking around beside him: "Professor Gu, what do you think we should do?"

Gu Yu glanced at him: "I'll take him back, don't be too anxious, he might just have gastroenteritis, you should go back first."

"I..." The third child wanted to say that he would follow to take care of Yang Yang, but he had just begun to speak when he saw the man striding away with him in his arms.

The third child: "..."

Gu Yu originally drove here by himself, but at this time, the unconscious child hid in his arms like fear, hugged his neck tightly, and felt worried about putting him on the seat, hugging and driving again. If you don't have a car, you can only take a taxi to go back.

After finally arriving home, Gu Yu wanted to bring the person back to his own place first, and then find the Gu family's family doctor, but as soon as he got out of the elevator door, the child struggled to get down, and ran towards his home in a staggered manner.

"Yangyang!" Gu Yu was startled, and walked up to him in two or three steps: "Hey, don't make trouble, you need someone to take care of you now."

"Go home!" The child shook off his hand and cried aggrievedly, but the key was taken out, but the door couldn't be opened no matter what.

Gu Yu was helpless, took the key in his hand and helped him unlock it, and then just about to send someone in, the solid wooden door slammed shut in front of him.

Gu Yu: "..." Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?

"Yangyang?" Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Gu Yu raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, coaxing in a low voice: "Hey, be good, open the door, you need to see a doctor now."

There was no movement inside.

"Yang Yang?"

...

However, this time, Yan An really didn't hear Gu Yu's words, his flowering period was suddenly advanced, and when he was in a daze, he only remembered old man Zhao's advice that he must go home when the flowering period came.

Just after entering the house, he also followed the old man Zhao's advice not to let outsiders approach, directly closed the door, and then fell down on the porch exhausted.

The lucky bamboo shook its leaves, and the flowers and plants on the balcony began to rustle. Without wind, Yan An could only pull out two mimosa plants with the last bit of strength.

Two grasses, one big and one small, crawled in very quickly, and the thick rattan wrapped him carefully, and then sent him to the sofa: "Master?"

The little mimosa poked out its buds and gently rubbed against him, crying childishly: "What's wrong with the master?"

Old Mimosa checked Yan An's body and found no trauma. He stretched out a leaf and patted Xiaocao soothingly: "Don't worry, it should be the flowering season. Use your landline to call Uncle Doctor."

"Okay." Little Mimosa hiccupped, climbed off Yan An's arms, climbed to the landline next to the TV, picked up the microphone with a pick, and began to press the number.

The answer over there was quick: "Yangyang?"

Little Mimosa smashed the microphone twice, and immediately said: "I see, come here right away."

The Phalaenopsis next to it shook its branches: "Xiaocao, go get the bed blanket and cover it for the master."

Lucky Bamboo interjected: "And take out those silk cloths that cover the mirrors and hang them up."

The little Mimosa responded with a twitch, and was busy, the flowers and plants in the room were all stunned to hear the knock on the door.

They all still remember that last time it was the purebred man outside the door who scolded the master and made him unhappy for a long time, hum.

The family doctor rushed over quickly, but bumped into Gu Yu who was about to break through the door of 1202: "This... what are you doing?"

Gu Yu turned around, only to see a familiar face: "Uncle Zhang?!"

47. The sunset is infinitely good

Zhang Fangzheng was also taken aback when he saw Gu Yu: "Little Gu? Why are you here?"

Gu Yu said: "My... friend was sick, and he locked himself in and couldn't come out."

"Oh, you're talking about Yang Yang, right?" Zhang Fangzheng understood, looked him up for a few times, and then smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, you can go back first, don't worry, he has an old problem."

"Uncle Zhang, do you know him?" Gu Yu asked.

"I'm his personal doctor." Zhang Fangzheng smiled with squinted eyes, and the old god was there: "His grandfather asked me to take care of him before he passed away, so he has to call me Grandpa Zhang too."

"Then did he call you just now? Can you let him open the door?" Gu Yu asked.

Zhang Fangzheng paused for a moment, then turned his eyes away from him, hummed, and said, "Xiao Gu, if you have something to do, go back and work on it first. It's not a big deal at Yangyang's place. He makes old mistakes every year, and he has a good face." , don’t like to let others get close, it’s useless for you to be here.”

This is the second time Zhang Fangzheng chased him away.

Gu Yu's eyes moved slightly.

The Zhang family is a medical family, and they have practiced medicine for generations. There have been many famous imperial physicians in their ancestors, and their family is also quite accomplished in biology. The person invited by the research institute is also the Zhang family, the family doctor of the Gu family, He is also a descendant of the Zhang family.

Zhang Fangzheng and his grandfather were comrades-in-arms back then, and they had a deep revolutionary friendship. He was also in charge of his grandfather's health, but after he reached the retirement age, he stopped seeing doctors, that is, sometimes his grandfather invited him to come and see. But such a hard-to-serve old man will agree to take care of Yang Yang?And it seems that he has been Yang Yang's personal doctor for many years.

You must know that Zhang Fangzheng didn't even bother to take a look at his son.

But what he is wondering now is, since Zhang Fangzheng knows that he and Yang Yang are friends, why does he repeatedly show the intention of letting him leave?

"Okay, old man, I won't tell you anymore. We'll talk about it next time we meet. Remember to say hello to your grandpa for me." Zhang Fang

Political opinion Gu Yu narrowed his eyes to contemplation, and decided to run away as soon as his spirit faltered.

This little grandson of the Gu family has been shrewd since he was a child, and if he stays longer, he will find out if he fails to keep things in order.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door twice, the doorknob moved slightly. Taking advantage of Gu Yu's lack of time to react, Zhang Fangzheng squeezed in through the half-open door, and then immediately closed and locked the door, as if he was afraid that Gu Yu would see the inside of the room. The appearance of the situation.

Gu Yu: "..." This is even more suspicious... And just at that moment, he seemed to see Yang Yang curled up on the sofa. Who opened the door for Uncle Zhang?

Is there anyone else in Yangyang's family?But if there was someone else, someone would have come out long ago when Yang Yang was lying by the door and couldn't open it, crying and making noise.

In addition, he just saw the leaves of the lucky bamboo at the entrance trembling violently, but there is no wind in the house, even the air flow caused by the opening and closing of the door cannot have such a big impact, he even felt that the lucky bamboo— —

in anxiety.

A bold and frightening idea suddenly appeared in Gu Yu's mind, but he hesitated because it was too unimaginable and contrary to common sense.

should…

It can't be what he thinks. Uncle Zhang is not a person who can't distinguish between serious and serious. If the situation he thinks is true, Uncle Zhang can't hide it for Yang Yang.

I hope I'm overthinking it...

Zhang Fangzheng let out a long sigh of relief when he closed the door nimbly, then turned around and lay down on the cat's eye to look at Gu Yu outside, and clicked his tongue softly.

He was not allowed to come in because firstly, Yangyang's current situation was really not good for a third person to know about, and secondly, although this Gu family boy was smart and handsome, he really had a bad reputation in terms of emotions.

Although he is not old and stubborn, but Yangyang was also watched by him when he grew up, and he is more pleasing than his own grandson. Besides, old man Zhao told him thousands of times back then that he shouldn't be completely dead. There is no reason to be random, otherwise old man Zhao

The coffin boards may not be able to hold down.

The Gu family boy's rank is too high, Yangyang is no match for this kid at all, if Gu Yu is just playing around because of Yangyang's looks and appetite, how can he explain to his old underground friends in the future?

no good no see.

The little mimosa that just opened the door for Zhang Fangzheng was also lying on the shoe cabinet waiting for him. It tried to poke Grandpa Zhang several times, telling him to go and show the master to see the situation, but the lucky bamboo wouldn't let it move. Why...

What is Grandpa Zhang looking at?

Little Mimosa felt aggrieved and impatient, so she could only lie on the side and stare at Grandpa Zhang non-stop.

Although Zhang Fangzheng couldn't understand the language of these plants, he looked at it wiltingly, after a little thought, he made a good guess, and raised his hand to touch its bud tip with a smile: "Don't worry, it's okay, I'm going to show him right now."

The little Mimosa, who was still listless, suddenly slid to the side of the sofa, and turned around to look at him expectantly.

Zhang Fangzheng: "..." The plants in Yangyang's room can really make a movie "Where Are the Magical Plants?"

Yan An had already passed out, curled up on the sofa frowning, looking pitiful, his face was pale, tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and the pattern on his body began to be faintly visible, Zhang Fangzheng let out a soft "Ouch", as if his heart ached like something Yes, knelt down and patted his head: "Yang Yang?"

The child grumbled twice.

Zhang Fangzheng frowned and checked him carefully. It stands to reason that the flowering period should be during the summer vacation every year. This year, it was moved two or three months earlier for no reason. It violated the rules. No wonder it hurt so much.