enchanting forensic doctor

Zhao Xi looked sadly at the rice porridge in the bowl, and the white bowl of soup contained nothing but white rice.

Taking a peek at Long Yan who was standing beside him, he asked in a low voice, "Do you have to drink it?"

Long Yan adjusted his glasses and said indifferently, "If you want to drink plain water for the next few days, you don't have to."

Zhao Xi is helpless, that is to say, his choice is - 1. Drink. 2. Drink, 3. Must drink!

At this moment, he really wanted to rush to the window and shout to the sky—God, help me! ! ! ! !

However, this can only be thought about in his heart, if he yells this in front of Long Yan, he guarantees that Long Yan will immediately make him regret that his mother gave birth to him, tsk tsk tsk, irritating Yan Bao'er, take the play It's the beginning of a nightmare!

However, as a standard foodie, let him only drink this tasteless white rice porridge, or rice soup, it is simply too cruel and inhumane! ! ! !

Zhao Xi sneaked a glance at Long Yan, only to see Long Yan staring at him with an unfriendly expression, quickly looked away, and looked at the bowl in his hand, even if he was unhappy, he had to drink it.With eyes closed, he picked up the bowl and prepared to drink it in one go.

Just when Zhao Xi drank it with a look of great pain and ready to make a heroic sacrifice, the phone suddenly rang.Zhao Xi immediately put down the bowl, and happily picked up the phone, this is simply a lifesaver!

Chao Xi still has reservations about Long Yan's craftsmanship, because he has never seen Long Yan cook anything other than fried eggs.If Long Yan brought the rice to him after putting it in a pot and boiling it with water, he wouldn't have the slightest doubt.

As soon as he saw the caller, Zhao Xi immediately laughed.Just open your mouth——

"Little cat, Yan Baoer abused me!"

Song Weiran was taken aback by this sudden opening - what's going on?After a while, he came back to his senses and asked, "Brother Longyan? How come?"

Zhao Xi curled her lips and continued to complain to him with great grievances, "Little cat, Yan Baoer won't give me food."

"Ah? No way?" Song Weiran became more and more confused by what he said.

"That's right, he doesn't give me food, he just gives me rice soup."

Before he could continue talking, Long Yan snorted coldly, and looked at him with a half-smile, "What else? Keep talking."

Chao Xi shuddered in fright, and moved back tremblingly, "No...no more."

Over there, Song Weiran couldn't help being even more curious when he heard Long Yan's voice, "What's wrong with you? Why would Brother Long Yan not let you eat and just let you drink rice soup?"

In Song Weiran's understanding, Long Yan is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, despite his cold face, he is actually a very gentle and delicate person.So, Zhao Xi was either lying to others by saying this, or something happened.

"I..." Zhao Xi wanted to say that I was sick, but she swallowed the words again.He didn't want the child to worry, but he didn't know why, he just wanted the child to care and comfort him, that's why he couldn't help complaining to him when he received a call from the child.

"No, it's okay. I'm just messing around with Yan Baoer."

There was a noticeable pause between the two sentences, obviously he wasn't telling the truth.This made Song Weiran suspicious.

"Really?"

"real."

"Then what are you playing?"

"Eh..." Zhao Xi couldn't think of words to answer for a while.

Zhaoxi's hesitant answer made Song Weiran even more convinced that someone was not telling the truth, "I'm talking to Brother Long Yan."

"Little cat! You want to abandon me too?!" Zhao Xi shouted in grief.My heart is a little empty.

"Say it or not?! If you don't say it, let Brother Long Yan answer the phone!" Song Weiran's stubbornness also came up.

"Little cat!" He called softly, begging for mercy tactfully.

Song Weiran didn't speak, only his panting could be heard.

Chao Xi is helpless, why can everyone cure him to death.He is the oppressed working people! ! !

"I am sick."

"What?" Song Weiran whispered, followed by a series of questions, "When did it happen? Did you take your medicine? Did you see a doctor? Is it serious? Are you still feeling bad? Are you feeling better?"

Zhao Xi couldn't intervene because of the barrage of questions, and he waited until he finished asking, "It's nothing, just a cold. It's not serious."

Long Yan on the side looked at him with raised eyebrows, Zhao Xi blinked at him, stretched out his index finger to press his lips, and made a "shh" gesture.

In this way, the child is almost dying of anxiety. If the truth is told, why is it so anxious to get angry!

Also, I don't want him to worry.

Zhao Xi never told anyone that he liked the way children laughed.Especially the appearance of showing two small canine teeth, which is very cute.

He hoped that that child, his kitten, could smile a little more, a little more.

"Little cat, I hate injections!" If it was complaining just now, it is blatant coquettishness now.

"Hug, comfort me, the injection will be ready soon." Song Weiran thought for a while, and then said, "Get well soon, I'll go back and make delicious food for you."

"You said that!" Zhao Xi's eyes lit up instantly.

"En. Take a good rest and take your medicine on time." At the end, something suddenly came to mind, "It's not that Brother Longyan doesn't give you food, it's because the food is too bland, you're being stupid."

Zhao Xi pursed her lips, how smart is she?

Song Weiran knew that he had guessed right when he didn't speak, and laughed lowly, why is this person like a child, he is playing dumb when he is sick and doesn't want to take medicine.However, someone is "reporting black".

"Little cat!" The lie was exposed and laughed at, and Zhao Xi's face turned dark.

"Okay, okay, stop laughing." Song Weiran stopped laughing, and told, "Then eat something first, have a good rest, and call you later in the evening."

Zhao Xi glanced at the rice porridge that was put aside, and said "En" reluctantly.

"Well, then hang up. Goodbye."

Zhao Xi hung up the phone and smiled softly.

The feeling of being worried and cared about is really good.Even the heart softened unconsciously.

only--

"I abused you?" Long Yan crossed his arms, stood aside and looked at someone with raised eyebrows.

Zhao Xi was startled, looked up at Long Yan, moved her body back unconsciously, and quickly said, "No, no. I didn't say anything, Yan Baoer, I didn't say anything just now, did I?"

Seeing someone wink at him innocently, Long Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, took the thermos bucket next to him, and poured out the bowl of rice porridge that someone despised.

"Okay, now I will officially abuse you."

Then, go.

In the ward, Zhao Xi leaned on the bed and cried——

"Why is the poorest person always me!!!!!!"

As soon as Long Yan started the car, the phone rang.

Pick it up, it's a child.

"Brother Long Yan."

"En, Wei Ran." The voice was as indifferent as ever, but the eyes were full of tenderness.

"Brother Long Yan, how are you doing recently?" Different from Chaoxi, since Song Weiran went to school, he and Long Yan have only had a few phone calls, but that doesn't mean that Long Yan is not important in his heart, on the contrary, to him Long Yan would tell him many things he would not have said to Chao Xi.For example, the frustration of studying, such as unhappy things in school, such as homesickness, such as missing... parents.

Long Yan would always patiently listen to him talk about those teenagers' thoughts, and then give some simple suggestions in his cold voice.He never comforted him, he would simply put in front of him the facts that Song Weiran was facing or was about to face.Let him think for himself, to precipitate.Then, tell him at the end that you can!

Simplified words, but gave the greatest support.

To Song Weiran, Long Yan was more like a wise man, standing in front of him, clearing away the fog on the road for him.

"It's not bad." Long Yan paused, and then said, "He's fine."

Calling at this time can only be for one thing, for one person.

Song Weiran was a little nervous when he heard Long Yan's words. He didn't tell Long Yan about his relationship with Chaoxi, wondering if such a conversation would appear abrupt.But after hesitating, he still asked, "Is it serious?"

"I have a cold." Long Yan help someone to lie depressingly.

"Really?" Song Weiran was very skeptical. If it was just a cold, Zhao Xi would not be hospitalized, and Long Yan would not cook himself to wash his hands and make soup for him.If it's just a cold, Yi Longyan's usual style is - buy good medicine, give it to him, and then order takeaway for him.Just get busy.Then when it's time to take the medicine, call for supervision.

Therefore, Chaoxi should not just have a cold.

"Brother Longyan, tell me, is that okay?"

Hearing the child's plea, Long Yan knew he couldn't hide it from him, so he could only tell the truth, "Excessive fatigue, stomach bleeding."

"what?!"

Song Weiran was shocked, he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"How could this be?"

"He has a stomach problem. He has no regular diet for a long time, drinks alcohol on an empty stomach, stays up late, and works long hours."

"Then he... is he okay?" He tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, restless.

"Well, I'll stay in the hospital for a few more days and take a rest."

"kindness."

After a slight pause, Song Weiran said cautiously, "Brother Long Yan, can I ask you something?"

Long Yan didn't say yes or no, he seemed to be answering the wrong question and said to him, "I will take care of him."

"Well, I know." After thinking for a while, he continued, "Well...Brother Longyan, can you...don't just give him rice soup?"

To be honest, Song Weiran was very nervous, and making such a request to Long Yan was a bit difficult.But thinking of Zhao Xi's pitiful voice, Song Weiran couldn't bear it.

Long Yan was silent for a while, then asked, "What does he eat?"

"He likes to drink black rice porridge and beef porridge. He likes to put rock sugar in black rice porridge. It should not be too sweet. If it is too sweet, he will get bored. For beef porridge, cut the beef into smaller pieces and put less salt. By the way, put eggs in it. Flowers would taste better."

After Song Weiran finished speaking for a while, Long Yan asked lightly, "Is there any more?"

"Gone."

"Okay, I know."

When hanging up the phone, Song Weiran sincerely said to Long Yan, "Thank you."

After hanging up the child's phone, Long Yan made another call.

"Hey, Mom. Let's make some black rice porridge today. Add rock sugar, not too sweet." After chatting with my mother for a while, I hung up the phone.

Leave the troublesome thing of cooking to my mother.Because of someone's hospitalization, the case in his hands was transferred to his own hands, and he had to go back to deal with someone's aftermath and write a report.

No time for some fussy fool!

But the child's words echoed in Long Yan's ears.

That child really cared about Zhao Xi.

Whether it's out of gratitude, his nature, or other reasons, Long Yan feels very relieved, only he knows.Zhao Xi, that lonely person, yearns to be cared for.

When Zhao Xi hung up the phone, the faint smile on the corner of her mouth was so warm.He had never seen such a smile on Zhao Xi's face before.

At that moment, a word suddenly appeared in his mind, happiness.

And this is all because of that child.Looking at the surging traffic ahead, Long Yan said silently in his heart——

Weiran, thank you.