There was a strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital, Jiang Ning fell asleep on a drip, and Jiang Xueheng stood beside her to accept the doctor's "baptism".

"The patient already suffers from stomach problems, and he doesn't treat his stomach well. He also eats cold and spicy food. If he doesn't hurt, whoever will hurt?" The doctor looked very serious, "You are a brother, you don't take good care of your stomach at all." Let me know, little brother, stomach problems can be big or small."

"..." Jiang Xueheng put on a wooden face, "He's not my younger brother."

The doctor paused, "Oh, then you don't like your little boyfriend either."

Jiang Xueheng felt a little headache, "He is not my boyfriend."

"Oh, then you are not optimistic about your legal partner?"

Jiang Xueheng sighed deeply, and said, "We are just ordinary friends."

The doctor made it clear that he didn't believe him, which ordinary friend would send someone to the hospital in the cold weather or in the middle of the night.

"Okay, okay, then you watch him, and when the infusion is over, call the nurse to pull out the needle." The doctor waved his hand, exited the ward and closed the door.

The ward became quiet all of a sudden, Jiang Xueheng pulled a chair and sat by the bed, looking at the boy on the ward with dark eyes.

Jiang Xueheng rubbed her swollen and sore temples, saw Jiang Ning's hand exposed outside the quilt because of the infusion, hesitated for a while, and reached out to touch the back of her hand.

A piece of ice cold.

Jiang Ning's face was still pale, Jiang Xueheng thought about it, and covered her hands with the quilt, but it couldn't be completely covered.

Jiang Xueheng glanced at the time, it was past three o'clock, five hours before he went to work.

"Hmm..." Jiang Ning moaned suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes, seeing the white ceiling.

Jiang Xueheng didn't expect the boy to wake up at this time. Seeing his blank expression, he took the initiative to ask, "Are you awake? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Only then did Jiang Ning realize that Jiang Xueheng was sitting beside him. He wanted to stand up and sit up, but Jiang Xueheng stopped him.

Jiang Xueheng stood up, held the person's shoulders, and said, "You're still on the infusion, don't move around."

"Oh." Jiang Ning lay down obediently, looking around the hospital bed, and found that it was still a single room. She looked at Jiang Xueheng's eyes and felt very embarrassed, "Mr. Get out of the quilt."

Jiang Xueheng's tone was indifferent, without any emotion: "It's okay."

"Teacher Jiang, you can go home and sleep now." Jiang Ning hugged the quilt with one hand and said with beautiful eyes looking at Jiang Xueheng.

Jiang Xueheng glanced at his hand lightly, and asked, "Now?"

Jiang Ning subconsciously withdrew his hand under the quilt, and whispered: "Yes, while it's still early, I can sleep in a warm bed for a few hours when I go home early. Ah, I really want to go home and sleep , This quilt is not warm at all, it's so cold."

Jiang Xueheng listened to the boy chattering non-stop, and even said that he was asleep while talking.

Seeing the boy's sleeping face, Jiang Xueheng smiled helplessly.

Jiang Ning felt that he hadn't fallen asleep for a long time, but was woken up by someone gently shaking him, and he was very unhappy when he was woken up. He slapped him backhand, but instead of slapping him, he was grabbed by the wrist.

Jiang Ning opened his eyes abruptly, and saw Jiang Xueheng who was holding his needle with one hand and holding his wrist with the other.

After being dazed for a moment, he came to his senses and asked in a stuttering manner, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I didn't hit you just now, did I?"

Jiang Xueheng let go of his wrist, and made a rare joke: "You react very quickly."

Jiang Ning rubbed his nose and heard the teasing in Jiang Xueheng's tone. He was embarrassed to look at him, and turned his gaze to his left hand, only to notice that Jiang Xueheng had been helping him hold the needle to prevent it from spilling blood.

Ah, a pure boy's heart feels even more guilty.

"What time is it?" Jiang Ning changed the topic, looked at his phone, it was past five o'clock.

Jiang Xueheng took away the cotton swab and threw the cotton swab into the trash can when he saw that the needle site would no longer bleed.

"Teacher Jiang, Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Xueheng looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

"What time do you go to work?" Jiang Ning sat up and hugged the quilt, and asked Jiang Xueheng while looking at the phone.

"08:30." After Jiang Xueheng finished speaking, he went to the balcony outside to wash his hands. When he came back, he saw Jiang Ning holding his mobile phone and muttering something.

As soon as Jiang Ning raised his head, his expression paused, and he forgot what he wanted to say when he saw the faint dark circles under Jiang Xueheng's eyes.

Seeing that he clearly wanted to tell him something, Jiang Xueheng didn't know why he stopped talking, so he could only ask, "Do you want to tell me something?"

"Ah, yes." Jiang Ning scratched the side of his face, raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Jiang Xueheng's dark circles, "I wanted to treat you to breakfast, but I thought you might need to go back to sleep, so I don't want to still……"

"Yes." Jiang Xueheng interrupted what Jiang Ning hadn't finished speaking.

"... next time, huh?" Jiang Ning looked at Jiang Xueheng in surprise.

Jiang Xueheng didn't seem to notice Jiang Ning's expression, picked up the phone to check the time, and asked, "It's almost six o'clock, where should we go for breakfast?"

Jiang Ning paused, pointed at Jiang Xueheng with a trembling finger...the dark circles on his face, and asked in horror: "Mr. Jiang, are you sure you don't need to go home and sleep?"

Jiang Xueheng said lightly, "No need."

Jiang Ning was still very worried: "Mr. Jiang, are you not afraid of sudden death?"

Okay, I was so worried that I even used honorifics.

Jiang Xueheng replied with a sullen face: "I squinted for a while while you were sleeping."

"It's like this." Jiang Ning was still a little worried, "Then let's finish breakfast quickly, and you can go home and sleep for a while while there is still time?"

Hearing the undisguised concern in the boy's tone, Jiang Xueheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a step towards the boy.

Jiang Ning was still talking to Mr. Jiang about the delicious breakfast he had eaten. It took him a while to realize that the distance between them was too close. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Xueheng's handsome face close at hand, and was stunned for a while. .

Then he heard Jiang Xueheng ask: "You care about me a lot, but aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will be jealous?"

Jiang Ning didn't understand why Jiang Xueheng thought he had a boyfriend until he was discharged from the hospital and got into the car, staring at the trees passing by the street in a daze.

"arrive."

Jiang Xueheng's voice brought him back to his senses.

Jiang Ning responded, and immediately threw the things that he hadn't figured out in his head into the corner and put them away. It's more important to eat.

He unbuckled his seat belt, jumped out of the car, and was jolted by the wind blowing in Beijing's winter specialty.

Jiang Xueheng walked to Jiang Ning, and Jiang Ning took him to a small noodle shop.

It is said that the small noodle shop is really small. There are only five square tables in the shop, and each table is equipped with two chairs.It's only less than 06:30 now, and there are very few people coming to the store for breakfast, only one table of guests.

Jiang Ning walked to the last table familiarly, then sat down, and waved to Jiang Xueheng, "Teacher Jiang, sit here, sit here!"

Jiang Xueheng walked over, looked down at the red plastic chair, and sat down when she saw it was clean.

The menu was placed under the glass cover on the table, and Jiang Ning glanced at it casually to determine what he wanted to eat.

"Mr. Jiang, look at what you want to eat. According to my personal experience, I recommend you to eat wonton noodles in shrimp soup. It's really delicious." Jiang Ning pointed to a bowl of wonton noodles in shrimp soup worth ten yuan. The portion is very generous, and a small bowl will fill you up.”

Jiang Xueheng said, "That's it."

Jiang Ning nodded, and then looked at the fried dumplings written in the lower right corner. Jiang Xueheng noticed his gaze and looked over, "..."

"You just finished your transfusion."

Jiang Ning paused.

"The doctor said that you have to stop eating recently, and you can't eat raw or cold fried spicy food." Jiang Xueheng said lightly, shattering Jiang Ning's dream of eating fried food.

Jiang Ning: qaq.

Under the watchful eyes of Teacher Jiang, Jiang Ning gave up his dream, and said loudly to the boss: "Boss, let me have a small bowl of wonton noodles in shrimp soup, and then I want a steamed dumpling." He lowered his head and asked Jiang Xueheng, "Mr. Jiang, would you like me?" What do you want?"

Jiang Xueheng: "No need."

"Good der~"

Jiang Xueheng's expression was frozen by his rippling "der".

Jiang Ning shrank himself in the down jacket, only showing the lower half of his face and head. Suddenly, he remembered that he was wearing a white down jacket now.

According to the law, if you wear white clothes to eat, the probability of getting sauce on your clothes will increase to 80.00%.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Ning's expression was too tragic, it was hard for Jiang Xueheng not to notice, seeing him staring at his coat bitterly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he guessed what the boy was thinking.

Jiang Ning was still thinking about whether to take off his coat before eating breakfast, but it was early in the morning and the temperature was extremely low. If he took off his coat, he would definitely be frozen to death.

When I was struggling, I heard Jiang Xueheng say: "Take off your coat, or it will get dirty."

Jiang Ning's coat is milky white, and it is difficult to wash it off once it is stained with sauce.Hearing Jiang Xueheng's words, he subconsciously took off his coat, and when he realized it, a gust of evil wind blew in.

Jiang Ning was ready to accept the baptism of the evil wind, and then saw Jiang Xueheng standing up and walking in front of him, just blocking the cold wind blowing in from outside.

"Teacher Jiang..." Jiang Ning stared blankly at the man, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Xueheng didn't speak, took off his coat and handed it to Jiang Ning, who took it with a dazed expression.

"Put it on."

"Ah." Jiang Ning was still confused, "Mr. Jiang, are you going to swap coats with me?"

It just so happened that the hot wonton noodles were served, Jiang Xueheng said to him: "You eat first." Then she took Jiang Ning's coat and walked out of the noodle shop.

When he came back, he saw that Jiang Ning had already put on his coat. The large coat made him look very petite, with his small and pointed chin hidden in the collar, and the black down jacket made the young man's skin fairer .

Seeing Jiang Xueheng coming back, Jiang Ning quickly removed a pair of chopsticks and put them on the bowl, "Teacher Jiang, eat quickly, or it will get cold."

The honorifics appeared again.

Jiang Xueheng sat down, picked up a wonton and ate it, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the boy across from him secretly looking up at him from time to time.

Jiang Ning huddled in a down jacket that was one size bigger than him, and just took another sip of hot soup, not to mention how warm it was.

"Mr. Jiang, why did you give me your coat?" Jiang Ning took another sip of the noodle soup, "Aren't you cold without a coat?"

"not cold."

Jiang Ning groaned.

After a while, he said again: "Mr. Jiang, you are so kind to me today."

Jiang Xueheng raised his eyelids to look at him, and asked, "Did I treat you badly before?"

Before?Jiang Ning smacked his lips, thinking Mr. Jiang, did you forget that we have known each other for only a month.And in the past month, with the blind date, the time of eating boiled beef, and this time, I have only met three times.

"You treat me very well." Jiang Ning thought for a while and said, "It's just that you treated me very well today."

Jiang Xueheng looked at his fair face and said, "Probably because I got some good news today."

"Ah, I understand." Jiang Ning nodded, thinking that being nice to him was just incidental.

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