private romance

City S is a city with a very superior economic development, the infrastructure is in place, the accessibility is better than other places, and the transportation is also convenient.

"Ding dong—" A ticket fell from the buying machine, Mu Chenyuan grabbed the rim with one hand, turned around smoothly, and handed the subway ticket to Song Mingzheng.

"..." Song Mingzheng stood behind him, with an expressionless face, but he was so handsome that he could be said to be more handsome than Pan An.Compared with Mu Chenyuan who is sitting in a wheelchair, his return rate is even greater, almost [-]%.

The last time he took the subway in this city was ten years ago. He and He Tingzhao sat from one end of the city to the other, waiting for the last person to get off. Kissing in the whizzing light and shadow.

Song Mingzheng lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at the hand stretched out in front of him.His joints were slender, pitifully thin, and his wrists were surprisingly thin, so his palms appeared bigger. However, the young man's hands were obviously reliable, and helped him fulfill dreams that had become rough and bumpy due to his inconvenient legs and feet.

He stretched out two fingers, and quickly pinched the ticket without touching Mu Chenyuan.

"Oh, it's very troublesome. It's more convenient to get a card." Mu Chenyuan is extremely skilled in manipulating the wheelchair. Song Mingzheng followed him and watched him turn left and right, feeling like a fish in a school of migrating fish." Really, you have to listen to me, some money really cannot be saved, it will save a lot of time."

"I can't sit for a few times." Song Mingzheng pulled his lips. He is not a liar, but because of this, every sentence he said was ambiguous. It was something he acquiesced to give Mu Chenyuan room to make up his mind. Here's six dollars for you."

"Hee hee, no need." Mu Chenyuan tilted his head and smiled, full of youthful vigor.He skillfully led Song Mingzheng to the elevator entrance and waited for the elevator. Although it was a specially designed barrier-free elevator, it was considered a rush hour at noon, and the elevator entrance was full of young people commuting to and from get off work, but his wheelchair was the most obvious.Mu Chenyuan's wheelchair took up a little space, so he decided to wait. "If you have a chance, just give me four yuan and five yuan. I'll pay half. There are a lot of people on this trip, shall we wait for the next one?"

"Up to you", Song Mingzheng answered casually, automatically skipping the first half of his sentence.A female white-collar worker waiting for the elevator nearby secretly photographed and whispered to him.Song Mingzheng is very used to it, just like Mu Chenyuan is used to people looking at him when he goes out, but Mu Chenyuan is not used to someone secretly taking pictures of Song Mingzheng, which makes him feel very offensive, more uncomfortable than being stared at his legs.

He stared a pair of almond eyes in displeasure, but he would not be embarrassed to lose his temper with a girl, so he stretched out his hand to hold Song Mingzheng, acting cute and coquettish, "Why don't you sit down, there are so many people, shall we go up the stairs?"

"How do you go down the stairs?" Song Mingzheng turned to look at him, raised an eyebrow provocatively, "Let me hug you?"

"Of course not!" Mu Chenyuan was surprised, "Then why am I willing to do so! And the wheelchair is too heavy." He pulled off the handbrake, turned the wheel and walked aside, and said with a smile, "There are escalators, although they are usually locked. Just let the staff open it."

Song Mingzheng definitely didn't want to hug him, but he also felt troublesome to bother others.I don't know why I can't wait for the elevator, and I have to make so much trouble.He squinted his eyes and followed behind, gradually passed through the crowd, and fell a little behind the wheelchair, but the boy was always more eye-catching than others, and he couldn't lose his focus.

"Actually, I can turn my own wheels." Mu Chenyuan smiled and whispered to Song Mingzheng, as if secretly showing off, "It's just that I went down a little slower by myself, and you don't want to wait."

He is better at reading people than ordinary people, let alone Song Mingzheng, who almost expresses his displeasure on his face.

He is a child who has suffered a lot and has been trampled on countless times, so he only needs a little tenderness, and most of the rest can be made up by himself. "I just don't like people looking at you", Mu Chenyuan He stared lightly, then quickly rowed to the lifting platform, pulling a little distance away from Song Mingzheng.

With no expression on his exquisite face, Song Mingzheng went straight down the stairs, feeling nothing in his heart.

He went down faster than Mu Chenyuan, and when they arrived, the peak period had passed, it wasn't as crowded as before, but there were still a lot of people.This is an urban area, with a huge flow of people, and there is no extra space. Song Mingzheng didn't bother to sit, and leaned straight at the door.

Mu Chenyuan grabbed the corner of his clothes as an armrest, leaned forward and leaned his small face against his abdomen, squinting his eyes and smiling.In fact, this is not a comfortable position for him, but he likes Song Mingzheng here.

Song Mingzheng ignored him, pulled out the earphones and put them on. The soothing male voice covered the noisy noise nearby, allowing him to gain a moment of tranquility.

He knows everything there is to know about subway rides and the joy of being a couple in the subway.It's just what He Tingzhao did once when he was young, and he doesn't want to do it again with other people.

The subway passed through one platform after another, and the crowd slowly receded, gradually leaving empty seats, but Song Mingzheng was still unwilling to sit down.

He was unwilling to be equal to Mu Chenyuan.

The environment of the hospital is much better than ordinary private ones, and the public ones are incomparable, almost comparable to the top private ones abroad.It's just that this comparison is Song Mingzheng's intuitive feeling. Before Mu Chenyuan had his current regular job, he had some headaches, and at most he went to a small clinic to prescribe some medicine.

Of course, the cost is not comparable to that of public schools. Mu Chenyuan originally bought social insurance by himself, but it can’t be used here. He looked at the payment slip and stared in disbelief. Song Mingzheng didn’t say much, and asked him to follow the The nurse left and went straight to pay the money.

Not only the heart and lungs, but almost a whole body check.So although there were few people, it took a whole afternoon to come and go, but Song Mingzheng was very patient in this matter and was not in a hurry at all. He was waiting outside when Mu Chenyuan checked.Mu Chenyuan saw that he had plugged in the earphones and looked like a stranger, and blushed so much that he couldn't even hear the doctor telling him to take off his clothes. It was Song Mingzheng who stared at him outside before he recovered.

But having said that, Song Mingzheng had another reaction when he got the test results.

"Why is it so bad!" Song Mingzheng whispered, his voice was not loud, but his aura was really scary.Mu Chenyuan was taken aback, shrank to the side and didn't dare to approach, wondering if he had made some mistake "You tomorrow", Song Mingzheng almost ordered the arrangement "I'll make an appointment for you with the rehabilitation department of the nearest hospital , starting tomorrow, go to rehabilitation every day." He stared at the report in his hand and flipped through it quickly. He was very familiar with many items in it. Oops, the biggest problem with this is that it affects the blood supply to the heart, which is prone to accidents.

"No need," Mu Chenyuan comforted, smiling very brightly, "I told you already, it's all old problems, I don't have any serious problems, I've known about these problems before."

"Why don't you change it when you know it?" Song Mingzheng asked immediately, his tone was flat, but it could clearly make people feel unhappy, "You must go to rehabilitation. If you find it troublesome, you can go to hospital directly here, and there is also a rehabilitation department. "

"Don't, don't! I'll go, can't I go!" Mu Chenyuan was taken aback, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Mingzheng, and he cared about himself, but he was afraid that Song Mingzheng would really impulsively hospitalize him here. Money can't be squandered like this, let alone both of them are young people, and they don't have any savings. "Do you really think I am the God of Wealth? I know you are good to me, but I have been paralyzed for a long time, and I am usually a little expert in self-care. , there shouldn’t be much improvement, so let’s discuss rehabilitation..."

"There is no need to discuss it." Song Mingzheng interrupted him directly, his eyes were sharp, and Mu Chenyuan was frightened when he looked at it.He is basically very accurate in seeing people, and he hasn't been together for a long time. He can't ask too much about Song Mingzheng's past, and he only knows that he is in business. As for what kind of business, Song Mingzheng didn't say, and he didn't ask, just Now that the streets are full of businesses, how many of them are really powerful?However, there were many times when Song Mingzheng made him feel scared. He didn't know whether it was the pressure from Song Mingzheng's outstanding appearance or other aspects.Mu Chenyuan was very proud of himself when he got up from the edge of being unable to eat, so he didn't think it was the disability that affected them. Maybe it was Song Mingzheng who had suffered in the past.

The two separated in the hospital and did not go back together.Mu Chenyuan still had manuscripts to draw, so he was really in a hurry.Song Mingzheng was going to make an appointment with a doctor for him, so they parted ways in the hospital, and made an appointment to tell Mu Chenyuan when he was recovering, and they made an appointment to meet again.

Mu Chenyuan rode a wheelchair out of the hospital, hummed a tune and went home by subway.Song Mingzheng was in no hurry to leave, he took out his mobile phone and explained to Mu Chenyuan about finding a rehabilitation therapist, then turned and walked to the top floor.

The bulletproof automatic glass door beeped, and Song Mingzheng walked in leisurely, without taking off his earphones, as if he was strolling in the courtyard.There were only a few people in the corridor, and they all bowed their heads in salute when they met. Song Mingzheng didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, so he pushed open a door.

Boris sat behind the large desk with a smile on his face. Not long ago, he had just examined Mu Chenyuan in the downstairs consulting room.

He is a mixed-race foreign doctor.Tall, with obvious European features, very three-dimensional, but this sculpted face still pales in comparison to Song Mingzheng's amazing appearance.It's just that compared with Song Mingzheng, who was full of vicious aura around him, Boris was obviously gentler.

"Third Master, I knew you would come." Boris opened his mouth and spoke Chinese, which was not difficult to understand. He handed Song Mingzheng a cup of tea and said politely, "The best scented tea comes from my hometown. You can try it. .”

Song Mingzheng never drank anything outside. He snorted coldly and sat on the sofa opposite Burris, his eyes were haughty, but he paid attention to his words, "What happened?"

"As you can see" Burris didn't seem to be offended, he shrugged indifferently, "The child's health is not very good, but he is a very energetic young man."

"I don't want to hear this," Song Mingzheng waved his hand irritably, "Can he do the transplant now? If not, when can he do it?"

"Third Lord, listen to me." Boris lowered his hands, signaling Song Mingzheng to calm down, "Young Master He has not reached this point yet, and this child has many basic problems, which cannot be solved in one go. It's just that I don't understand , why are you so interested in other organs of his body?"

Hearing the words, Song Mingzheng curled his lips and raised his eyebrows lightly. He supported his chin with one hand, and seemed to have heard a very interesting question, "He is such a perfect...donor as Xiao Zhao, how rare, it would be a waste to use it only once." , Song Mingzheng raised his eyes, but there was a gloomy look on his handsome face, "I have to prepare it for him...in case it will be needed in the future."

Burris didn't answer, he was just a doctor at the beck and call of his employer.This person became famous at a young age, and he is a rare genius in the field of cardiopulmonary research. Song Mingzheng went to Europe twice and spent a lot of money to invite him here. He also followed his wishes and asked him to find a hospital for consultation on weekdays. As long as he can be He Tingzhao's attending physician Master, can help him keep He Tingzhao by his side.

"I heard that you will also attend the banquet tomorrow night"?Burris no longer continued this topic that would make Song Mingzheng unhappy. Most of the people lived under him tremblingly. Song Mingzheng's saving face did not mean that he really didn't need to pay attention. "I'll introduce you to my teacher."