my passenger is sleepy

Not long after Xiao Chen returned home, he fell asleep in a daze. Although he didn't sleep well, it was better than nothing.After he woke up, he saw a short message sent more than an hour ago on his mobile phone: "Your trick is really wicked."

A person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger has the face to call me "wicked"?Xiao Chen muttered to himself, dropped the phone on the bed, scratched his messy hair and went to drink a glass of water. When he came back from the kitchen, he saw the two cheese cats lying on the sofa in the living room cushions.

One is a cat-shaped neck pillow with lazily drooping eyelids, and the other is a cat girl cushion with long eyelashes and a big bow tie. They put them on the sofa together and smiled at Xiao Chen in a flattering and ambiguous manner.Xiao Chen tilted his head and looked at the two cats with a cup in his hand. No matter how he looked at them, he felt that his eyes and demeanor were exactly like Si Xiaoqi.Looking at it, he couldn't help being happy, and put two cushions on both sides of the sofa, one left and one right.

Xiao Chen's room has a typical bachelor style, simple and cold, with a doctor's rigor and cleanliness everywhere, even a little cold, and two gray cushions in the living room, which is all black and white, are simply too abrupt.Of course, this is not the most annoying thing. The most annoying thing is that as long as other people are in the living room, they will definitely see these two cushions, and Si Xiaoqi's smirking face will emerge. Slick, ruffian, rough thick eyebrows and a pair of bright and deep eyes, as well as the surprisingly flexible lips and tongue, and slightly rough powerful hands...

It's going to die, Xiao Chen picks up the two cushions and throws them into the wardrobe in the bedroom impatiently, closes the door with a bang, and takes a long breath, this is called out of sight, out of mind, he clapped his hands , leisurely holding a cup to turn on the TV.

Before halftime was over, the phone rang again. Xiao Chen glanced at the caller ID and immediately muted the TV, and said respectfully, "Director Wen."

The call was from Wen Junhua, the old director of surgery. The old man will retire in a few years. When Xiao Chen first came to Anhai Hospital as an intern, he followed old man Wen, and he is quite respected by the old man, so the old man is willing to do any "dirty and hard work" I went to find Xiao Chen, and later Xiao Chen went to the emergency department, and the old man still cheerfully assigned him various chores.But Xiao Chen didn't complain. Although those jobs were not easy to do, they were quite exercising. A doctor is a skilled job, so he just needs to see more and do more.Xiao Chen understands that this is the old director supporting him, and he is very grateful.

"Xiao Chen," Director Wen said with a smile, "how are you doing recently, are you busy?"

"Director," Xiao Chen sighed, "Just tell me what you want me to do."

"You boy, what does this mean?" The old director was not angry, and still said with a smile, "I must have something to do with you?"

"Director, I'll be off tomorrow, and white and black will start on Monday. You can choose the time as you like."

"Hehehe, I'm really fine this time," the old director said cheerfully, "Why is my reputation so bad?"

"No, am I afraid that I might miss your business?" Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, even if he was killed, he would not believe that Wen Junhua was really "all right".

"I have an operation next Thursday morning, and Guo Hong is the first assistant. Come and stand on stage."

"What surgery?"

"Lung cancer, the tumor has invaded the great vessels of the mediastinum."

"Really?" Xiao Chen became interested when he heard it, "I'll go, what's the operating room?"

"No. 4," Director Wen said triumphantly, "I knew you were interested, come and find me after work on Wednesday, and let's talk about the plan."

"Okay." Xiao Chen put down the phone gratefully, he knew that the operation had nothing to do with him at all, the old director didn't want him to drop the scalpel.The old man has not given up his plan to bring himself back to the surgery until now, he always seizes the opportunity to send work, or to observe the operation.In fact, up to now, the people in the Department of Thoracic Surgery still think that Xiao Chen is his own person, and he is basically on duty to go to the emergency department.

Xiao Chen was aroused by the operation, and began to search for information on the Internet, until he was interrupted by Si Xiaoqi's call at eight o'clock.After chatting with him for a while, Si Xiaoqi said, "I suddenly discovered a problem. You have a day off on Thursdays and Fridays."

"Well," Xiao Chen snorted casually.

"There's a time lag with me again!" Si Xiaoqi muttered in a low voice, "Doctor Xiao, why do I think it's much easier to make an appointment with you than a trainee?"

"Have you met Mr. Xi?" Xiao Chen lay down on the sofa with his mobile phone in his hand, stretching his two long legs comfortably.

"No," Si Xiaoqi said bluntly, "so I think it's a little easier to meet you than him."

"Don't be poor, if I remember correctly, I was still in your car a few hours ago."

"But..." Si Xiaoqi suddenly lowered his voice and said, "You were wearing clothes at that time."

This voice is deep and generous, which is Xiao Chen's favorite. With a faint smile, it penetrates into the ear canal softly but irresistibly, and sprints along every god-level path, stabbing Xiao Chen's breath in an instant. It's all messed up.

"Doctor Xiao, do you still want to try?" Si Xiaoqi said slowly, a very magnetic voice resonated from the chest cavity and nasal cavity, making Xiao Chen's skin shudder.When Xiao Chen thought of Si Xiaoqi's solid waist muscles, fiery lips and tongue, and then thought of the phrase "I can't sit still because of the pain in my back", my whole body burned uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth and did not speak, trying to calm his breathing, curled up involuntarily.

Si Xiaoqi waited for a while, but did not hear Xiao Chen's voice, so he chuckled and said, "Why don't I give you an idea."

Xiao Chen didn't dare to make a sound, just snorted from his nose.

"How are you doing on Friday? I'll wait until you get off work."

Xiao Chen nodded, suddenly realized that Si Xiaoqi couldn't see it, so he said "OK" with difficulty.

"In this case..." Si Xiaoqi said slowly, "You work night shift on Saturday, and you can still sleep in. I have to get up at six o'clock on Saturday, and... there is a high possibility of back pain."

"So?" Xiao Chen squinted his eyes, and there was already an irrepressible smile in his voice.

"You must allow me to make a condition?"

Xiao Chen froze for a moment, the heat all over his body quickly receded, he could almost guess what request Si Xiaoqi would make.

"Come to my house on Friday, how about I make you a supper?"

Si Xiaoqi felt that he was a model of selfless dedication, and that he could be selected as "Moving China".Think about it, in your own home, you take the initiative to lie on your back in your own home for the sleeping cat to show off its animal desires, and then you have to cook for the other party to make supper, the "female commandment class" can't teach such a virtuous person.

"Si Xiaoqi," Xiao Chen put his hands on his eyes, covering the light streaming down from the ceiling, "Why are you so persistent on this issue, isn't it all because of money?"

"I still want to ask why you are so persistent," Si Xiaoqi changed his tone, with a bit of dissatisfaction and exasperation, "There is a ghost in my house!"

It's hard to say, Xiao Chen curled his lips and thought, Shen Peng just said that you live in the morgue.

"Xiao Chen," Si Xiaoqi paused for two seconds, probably to stabilize his emotions, and then continued, "I don't want to stay in the hotel because of the money... I can't elaborate on the phone, I should take the car Anyway, I will wait for you to get off work on Friday."

Before Xiao Chen had time to say anything, Si Xiaoqi hung up the phone with a snap, leaving only the sentence "I'll wait for you" lingering in his ears, and it didn't go away all night.

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Although Xiao Chen was just watching the operation from the stand, according to the habit of the old director, he would not stop until he was asked to make his face blush.So Xiao Chen spent the whole day in the pile of books on Sunday, and even tuned up a bunch of surgical videos and watched them all afternoon, only to realize that it was surprisingly quiet today, and the noisy chick did not come. bother him!

Xiao Chen came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, and couldn't help laughing as he thought about it, Si Xiaoqi's parents really knew how to name it, and this name was destined to be a driver at first glance.Also, Si Xiaoqi, who couldn't pronounce it well, became a "dead chick". I feel that this name really suits him... There is an inexplicably cute feeling.

Xiao Chen threw himself into the big soft bed, and when he turned his head, he saw two cats smiling flatteringly at him in the open wardrobe.He crawled over and pulled out the cushion and stood it on the head of the bed, then leaned on it to feel it, and it was quite comfortable.He checked the time, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Si Xiaoqi: "What's going on?"

Ten minutes passed and there was no reply. Xiao Chen thought that this person was probably on the road, so he put down his phone and turned off the light to sleep. Countless chickens appeared in the dream, and then turned into various fried chicken wings, grilled chicken wings... He was hungry after sleeping.

When he got off work on Monday, Xiao Chen sent another text message to Si Xiaoqi asking him what time he would pass by Anhai Hospital, but he didn't wait half an hour for a reply.Thinking that today's bus was late, Xiao Chen shrugged and casually took the No. 29 bus.When Xiao Chen was almost home, Si Xiaoqi called.

"You just arrived at the station," Xiao Chen casually threw the coat on the sofa, and asked, "Your train is an hour late."

"Ah... yes," Si Xiaoqi said, "That... the traffic jam."

Xiao Chen stopped what he was doing, he keenly felt that something was wrong with Si Xiaoqi's tone, but he couldn't seem to tell what was wrong, he asked hesitantly: "Are you... all right?"

"I have something to do," Si Xiaoqi said lazily, "I have something to do. It's a big thing. I'm dying. Why don't you come and see me and give me a ride."

"You have a shit." Xiao Chen heaved a sigh of relief, Si Xiaoqi's lazy, slightly provocative, somewhat hooligan tone sounded like nothing serious.

"I really have something to do," Si Xiaoqi said in a solemn tone, "The development zone is prone to traffic jams these two days, so my train schedule is all messed up, so don't get stuck when you commute to get off work tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Wait for me, [-]% can't wait."

"Who, I'm stuck, waiting for you?" Xiao Chen asked while grinding his back molars, jumping out word by word, wishing that each word would turn into lead bullets and collapse on Si Xiaoqi's forehead.

"I, can I pick you up a bit later?" Si Xiaoqi changed his words with a smile, "Brother Ming'er, I can't pick you up anymore, you go on your own, be careful on the road." Si Xiaoqi is best at this kind of verbal tricks He's a hooligan, and it's an instinct to play with ease. That "brother, I" sounds like the tone of those dudes in costume dramas calling girls in the building, and the hooligan makes the old bustard blush.

"Brother, you should pay attention to your body when you are old. You don't have to hurry to pick me up. Take care of yourself. Time is not forgiving. Look at your old waist..." Xiao Chen said in a tone of caring for the elders. Seriously.

"Bah!" Si Xiaoqi scolded with a smile, "No matter how old I am, I can handle you on the bed. Your little waist doesn't hurt anymore, does it? Is the cushion comfortable?"

"You..." Xiao Chen blushed because of Si Xiaoqi's brazenness, so he hung up the phone forcefully, strangling Si Xiaoqi's laughter to the other end of the network signal.

After the night shift on Wednesday, Xiao Chen received a call from Si Xiaoqi. Si Xiaoqi said that he might not be able to pick up Xiao Chen due to his temporary shift change. Our director discusses a surgical procedure."

Si Xiaoqi said with a smile: "Look, we two have a tacit understanding and fate, and even this one cooperates perfectly, it's simply perfect..."

"Goodbye!" Xiao Chen hung up the phone decisively.