Has the sick and weak attack lost its horse today?

"However..." Yan Ge continued to look at him, and said teasingly, "Since you call me Teacher Yan so many times sincerely, Teacher Yan won't let you suffer."

"There are so many people calling you Mr. Yan, does Mr. Yan take care of everyone?" He Hengguang responded to him.

"My hands are only so long. I can see and hear what I can control, and forget what I can't hear." Yan Ge continued to spread his arms, just in time to gather He Hengguang's wheelchair within his territory.

"Principle of proximity?" The word came to He Hengguang's mind.

"It's fate. Just like every couple, there may be a theoretically most suitable lover in the world, but life is limited, and every choice cannot be exhausted. I always think about trial and error, and I will only have nothing. So, If you meet a child in the future, you must know how to cherish the person in front of you." Teacher Yan said clearly.

"What about our experienced teacher Yan?" He Hengguang asked curiously.

Yan, who has zero love experience, regrets it very much now.Why did he use his partner as an example? Isn't this shooting himself in the foot?

Song Ning's arrival saved Yan Gexu's predicament.

Song Ning and He Hengguang met face to face, there was no surprise on their faces, but their hearts were still turbulent.

It's a dream, it's a dead end!Is the person who spoke softly on the phone just now Yan Gexu?Why don't you have such a good temper towards him?It's either disgusting or hateful. How can there be such a big difference between the same people?

Moreover, he has been here for several months, and he has never seen Yan Gexu have a friend at home, and he is... such a special friend.

But Song Ning didn't gossip at the moment, his professionalism as a nurse made him go forward to confirm Yan Gexu's situation, and slowly stood up with him under his arm.

As the body position rose, the blood supply to the brain was insufficient, Yan Gexu's eyes were always dark, most of the weight of his body was placed on Song Ning, but Song Ning could barely hear him asking him in a low voice: "Do you want to stand for a while? Can you stand up? Or lie down?"

"Stand for a while, go to the living room and sit for a while, I vomited in the room, I will ask my aunt to clean up later." Yan Gexu replied weakly.

"Shall I take out the wheelchair?" Song Ning glanced at the boy in the wheelchair who consciously stepped aside, and asked in deliberation.

"Don't take it, you help me walk over, no matter how big the house is, there can't be two cars, it's time to crash." Yan Ge thought it was funny after thinking about it, two wheelchairs drive a bumper car?He also has an electric one, and the small electric motor is quite powerful.

Yan Ge continued to stand for a long time before he recovered, and slowly he was able to exert himself, and Song Ning helped him lean against the wall.

It was only then that He Hengguang noticed that there was actually a very inconspicuous handrail around the wall, which was just the right height for Yan Gexu.

"Heng Guang, go out first. Auntie will collect this room later. Song Ning, find him a new set of clothes. I just vomited on him." Yan Ge continued to instruct.

"No, no, no, I can do it by myself. Brother Ning, you can just take care of Teacher Yan." He Hengguang waved his hand quickly, and ran faster than anyone else in the wheelchair, leaving Song Ning in the shock and dismay of being called brother. In the confusion of knowing whom to listen to.

Song Ning finally stayed to take care of Yan Gexu. Yan Gexu didn't like him to touch him if he could move by himself, so Song Ning just watched him and was careful that he lost his strength and fell. Fortunately, he walked to the sofa without any danger. Soon, he huddled into a ball, completely paralyzed.

He Hengguang probably went back to his room to change clothes and closed the door.

Song Ning looked in the direction of the door and asked, "Why do I feel that his name is familiar, and I seem to have seen it somewhere."

"He Hengguang, isn't that the so-called friend you made me?" Yan Ge continued to speak in a straight voice, deliberately accentuating the last five words.

The person involved, Song Ning, regretted it very much, and he shouldn't have brought this up.

After a few seconds, Song Ning suddenly came to his senses, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh, I remembered, isn't he the anchor you often watch? Just the one who often broadcasts..."

"What is it broadcasting?" As soon as He Hengguang came out, he heard the two of them seem to be chatting about the anchor.

Yan Ge continued to give Song Ning a look that you will die if you push him too much, turned his head and smiled and said, "I was talking about you as a game anchor, and Song Ning wanted to ask what you are broadcasting."

"I have all of them. I play more complicated games, mainly competitive games and horror games." He Hengguang introduced himself, and suddenly remembered an important thing, "Oh, Teacher Yan, I might borrow your money. computer tonight..."

Yan Gexu glanced at him with a complicated expression: "Is it still on the air tonight? A disabled anchor?"

"I can't help it. Those who have a contract with the platform have a requirement for the duration of the live broadcast. There is an amateur competition tonight. I almost forgot."

"Can't you refuse?" Yan Ge continued to see that he felt that playing games was enough, thinking that the doctor asked him to lie on his stomach to rest more, but the man forgot the pain before his injury healed, and kept turning the wheelchair chug.

"The poor ghost belongs to this Yazi." He Hengguang smiled.

"But mine is a laptop, and the configuration is okay, but it is definitely not as good as your own devices. Hey, Song Ning, go to his house and help him bring back the peripherals. Knocked."

"No need, I can use a laptop, it's not a big game, and to be honest, at the level of the opponent tonight, I can win with my feet, okay?" He Hengguang is still very confident when talking about the game.

"The kid is crazy?" Yan Gexu was happy to see him like this, and patted the sofa to signal, "Stop sitting all the time, doesn't your butt hurt? Lay down on the sofa or on the bed to rest for a while."

Song Ning felt that there was a lot of information in the words, very large, too large.

First of all, Yan Gexu never brought friends home. Secondly, this friend was not considered a friend in Yan Gexu's verbal definition but brought him home. Finally, this friend had a pain in his butt.

There are reasons and evidences, and all the reasons are convincing.

Song Ning understood, this wave was caused by netizens who became popular with Baoyou, but he didn't expect Teacher Yan to be such a powerful and gentle scum, the children only look at how big they are.

For a while, I began to worry about the moral level of my employer, and then out of professional ethics, I asked quite worriedly: "Continue, brother Xu."

"uh-huh?"

"What? You didn't... didn't mess around last night, did you? Is your heart... okay?" Song Ning asked falteringly.

Yan Ge continued to recall the turbulent last night, and felt that he should not hide it from his nurses and affect their professional judgment, so he told the truth: "Last night was a toss anyway, and I slept quite late."

Song Ning's mood became more complicated, and she was quite tormented. This...can't be tossed like this?

So Song Ning looked at He Hengguang with complicated eyes, then stretched out his hand to help him sympathetically, and said, "I'll help you to lie down on the sofa, sitting all the time is... not good for recovery, and it hurts, right? "

"It's, it's okay, I'm not very afraid of pain." Although He Hengguang felt that his tailbone hurt after sitting for a long time, he didn't feel unbearable. His tolerance to pain was quite high, which was much higher than ordinary people. .But both Song Ning and Teacher Yan had good intentions, and He Hengguang didn't refuse. He took Song Ning's relay and moved to lie on the sofa.

Song Ning was a bit disgusted with the wheelchair that the hospital borrowed, went to the storage room and took out Yan Gexu's lightweight wheelchair, and introduced it like a baby: "Uh..."

"My name is He Hengguang. I'm nineteen. I should be younger than Brother Song Ning. Just call me by my name."

"No, no, don't dare to dare, let me call you a master. I'm good at playing games. Teacher Xiao He will take me with you when you are free." Song Ning dared not call He Hengguang by his name directly. Knowing what his ancestors were thinking, he would poke the bucket if he made a mistake later, isn't he the one who suffers?

He Hengguang didn't have any problems with titles, so he was not polite to Song Ning, and said with a smile: "No problem, I should have played all the famous games in the market, call me anytime you want to rank."

"Okay, you can use this one later, I will return the broken wheelchair in the hospital sometime, this one is light and easy to turn, and the seat is more comfortable, I will tie a cushion to it later. "When Song Ning pulled the wheelchair out, he saw Yan Gexu's face.Yan Ge remained expressionless, which meant that he acquiesced.

He Hengguang agreed, but he felt a little guilty in his heart. He knew that Teacher Yan was not in good health, and let Teacher Yan accompany him until so late yesterday.

The sofa in Yan Gexu's living room was quite big, but not big enough for two big men to lie down on. Now that He Hengguang was lying on his stomach, Yan Gexu also sat down a little bit, and He Hengguang's head was Lowering his thighs, revealing the furry top of his head.

Song Ning turned to look at Yan Gexu, Yan Gexu's expression was always bad, but there were children around, Song Ning just cast a glance.

Yan Gexu pressed on his stomach with one hand, and rubbed the top of He Hengguang's head like a cat with the other to relieve the pressure.

He Hengguang also felt that Mr. Yan probably had a special liking for his hair, so he didn't stop him, but whispered worriedly: "Teacher Yan, please squeeze it lightly, I'm afraid I'll get bald."

"It's not too young, it's thick." Yan Ge continued to squeeze.

"Why did you vomit?" Song Ning asked aloud.

"It's hard to tell. It may be a side effect of the cardiotonic drug, or it may be simply tired. Oh, I remember yesterday that the hospital opened the water and it was not finished hanging. I seemed to throw it on the cabinet at the entrance. Take a look."

"Did you throw up the medicine you took?" Song Ning asked while walking.

"I'm not sure, I didn't pay attention."

"I threw up. The pills are not digested. They are still in pieces." He Hengguang said suddenly. It's quite clean, I think there's a little stomach bleeding... I looked at the contents, it's a little red, it's the porridge I drank at noon."

Song Ning wanted to give He Hengguang a compliment, which was comparable to his peers' observation level, but due to the strange look on Yan Gexu's face, Song Ning didn't dare to speak, and went to get the medicine silently.

"Is it disgusting? What are you looking at so carefully?" Yan Gexu paused, putting his hand on the back of his head.

Because he was lying on his stomach, He Hengguang's voice was a bit muffled, and he replied nervously: "I'm sorry...but I'm worried..."

"Are you worried about me?"

"Yeah." He Hengguang's voice became tense. He just answered Yan Gexu's questions calmly and gags. Now that Song Ning came over, the tense tendon loosened, and He Hengguang felt scared.

He is slow to perceive negative emotions a lot of the time, and it may be because he is used to pretending that nothing happened. Only when he relaxes and recovers, will he perceive those negative emotions belatedly.

"I've convinced you." Yan Ge continued to sigh, patted him on the head a few times, and comforted him, "Why do you apologize, if you make a mistake, you will apologize, if you have done nothing wrong, you don't need to apologize. "

"I should say thank you."