Little slag run

Meng Fan brought a visiting bouquet to the famous private recuperation and rehabilitation center in City Y. It has been more than two months since Chen Feng woke up, and he has already been transferred from the city hospital to this high-end private recuperation club.

From Shang Shiyao's mouth, Meng Fan learned that during this period of time, Di Que had accompanied Chen Feng almost every step of the way to recover, trying to make him recover as soon as possible and be able to walk independently. So far, Chen Feng's recovery effect seems to be good.

After finishing a stage of filming, he found time to come over to check on Chen Feng's situation. Chen Feng took good care of him before, but now he has a relationship with Shang Shiyao and Di Que, so he doesn't care. I can't always justify it.

The personal privacy of the private sanatorium is very well protected. If it is not for an appointment in advance, Meng Fan will not be able to enter at all.

He walked towards an activity room under the guidance of the nurse. From the door, he saw Chen Feng walking with difficulty on two poles with his hands supported. The accompanying doctors and nurses supported him to protect him from sudden loss of balance. Injuried.

Di Que was indeed by Chen Feng's side, but he fell asleep on the chair next to him and leaned against the back of the chair. He was sleeping soundly, with his head tilted up and his mouth slightly opened, as if he was forgetting himself and sleeping soundly.

Meng Fan was stabbed in the eye by this strange and harmonious picture, causing the corners of his eyes to twitch.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and moved forward with a straight face, but suddenly found that Meng Fan had arrived, so he exhaled and stopped practicing.

He raised his head and greeted Meng Fan with a smile: "Meng Fan."

"Brother Feng." Meng Fan also came over in a hurry, smiled and comforted him and said, "I'm sorry it took me so long to see you. Originally, Shang Shiyao said that he would come here together, but his company has a temporary business, so I came here by myself." .”

Chen Feng still smiled gently as always: "Actually, you don't need to be so polite. I wanted to recover, and then I asked you to come out to play together. I am really ugly with my current appearance."

"No, I think Brother Feng is recovering very well." Meng Fan said hastily.

Chen Feng laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "This kind of thing can't be rushed, I understand my own situation, and the doctor also told me to come a little bit, don't rush forward. I can survive a catastrophe, I am already content."

As Chen Feng said, he made a gesture to leave the pole, and Meng Fan hurriedly helped the doctors and nurses to help Chen Feng onto the wheelchair.

"Did I interrupt your practice?" Meng Fan said shyly.

Chen Feng panted, took the handkerchief handed over by the nurse, wiped the sweat off his neck and face, and said with a smile, "No, I'm just about to finish."

Meng Fan nodded, glanced at Di Que, who was sleeping faceless, and asked, "Does he come to accompany you every day?"

Chen Feng also followed Meng Fan's gaze to look over, the tense expression just eased, his eyes became a little more tender, and his smile bloomed: "It's not every day, if I have time, I will come here. I haven't been well during this time." Get up, it’s actually embarrassing him.”

Seeing that Chen Feng blindly attributed the responsibility to himself, Meng Fan could only smile wryly, unable to comment on the slightly delicate relationship between the two of them.

When Chen Feng is not awake, Di Que can imagine whatever he wants, but once Chen Feng wakes up, the gap between ideal and reality becomes vivid.

If Chen Feng gets up badly every day, the happy life that Di Que is looking forward to will be out of reach. Whichever party can't bear the pressure and becomes anxious first, it will be a huge harm to the other party.

Chen Feng moved the wheelchair in front of Di Que, smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to gently pinch his nose. Di Que frowned in the dream, struggled a bit, and suddenly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Feng's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and he smiled maliciously: "Little pig, get up."

Di Que rubbed his hair and glared at him angrily: "Can't you wake me up in a more gentle way? I was socializing all night last night."

"Since the work is so hard, don't always run to me. It is serious to rest at home. I have professional medical staff to accompany me here, and you can't help much." Chen Feng said softly, eyes Leaked a little distressed emotion.

Di Que immediately straightened his body and resolutely objected: "How is that possible? There are not many opportunities to see you being so clumsy now. When you recover, I will have no chance to laugh at you again."

Chen Feng laughed out loud, but Meng Fan was listening with black lines all over his head, and couldn't help coughing. Only then did Di Que realize that Meng Fan was still present, and hurriedly raised his hand to greet Meng Fan with a smile.

"Meng Fan, are you here? Where's Shang Shiyao?"

"He has something to do temporarily today, so I came here alone."

"Oh, it's best if he doesn't come, otherwise the noise will exceed the standard." Di Que nodded, but he didn't mind, and got up naturally, pushing Chen Feng's wheelchair and walking side by side with Meng Fan.

"Is the environment here not bad? I chose several places before deciding on this one." Di Que proudly showed off to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan smiled and nodded: "Well, it's not bad."

"The key is that it accepts foreign doctors here, and it's rare that it's not far from my home and B&D. It's really lucky." Di Que chatted with Meng Fan endlessly, and Chen Feng let Di Que push him, smiling and saying nothing.

Di Que pushed Chen Feng into the room, let him go, let Chen Feng move around the room by himself, turned around and poured a glass of water and drank it by himself.

Watching the two people split up and move naturally, Meng Fan always felt that it was far from the touching scene he had imagined.

Chen Feng is inconvenient to move now, but Di Que is still acting like a normal person, and has no warm gestures towards Chen Feng. Seeing him as an outsider, Wei Wei feels that the relationship between the two is a little alienated now.

Chen Feng was sweating profusely after training, so he went to the bathroom alone to clean up briefly. Seeing him going in in a wheelchair, Meng Fan said to Di Que, who was sitting by the side without moving, "Why don't you go in and help him?"

Di Que didn't seem to care, and said affirmatively, "It's no problem for him to wash by himself now, and I haven't helped him before. There are special nurses to do this."

Meng Fan nodded and said nothing.

While Chen Feng was cleaning the bathroom, Di Que chatted with Meng Fan all over again, and Chen Feng still remained silent for an hour.

Just when Meng Fan was worried that Chen Feng would not slip and fall into an accident, Chen Feng opened the bathroom door and came out.

After taking a bath, Chen Feng felt much refreshed again, and his spirit looked better than before.

Seeing him coming out, Di Que approached him with a smile, lightly pecked his lips, and said with a smile, "I washed up pretty quickly today, can't I wait to see Meng Fan more?"

Chen Feng snorted, pinched Di Que's nose and said, "You can think fast at this moment."

Di Que stuck out his tongue mischievously at him, and smiled happily, not at all like a stable man in his 30s.

Chen Feng looked at Di Que's eyes full of love, as if he couldn't get enough of it, but suddenly said: "Okay, I'm about to start working."

Di Que nodded knowingly, and replied: "Oh, then I'll go back today, and I'll come see you tomorrow."

Chen Feng nodded and said with a smile: "It depends on your time, don't force it."

Meng Fan also hurriedly stood up, and said hello and left.

Chen Feng sent Meng Fan to the door, and Di Que waved to Chen Feng: "I'm going with Meng Fan, you go back."

Chen Feng smiled, turned and went back to the room, and closed the door.

Di Que waited for Chen Feng to close the door, then exhaled lightly, patted Meng Fan's shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

Meng Fan saw Di Que's expression suddenly darkened, and didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he followed Di Que into the car.

Di Que's car smelled strongly of perfume, which was still in line with his usual flashy personality.

Meng Fan couldn't help frowning, his trachea was uncomfortable.

While starting the car, Di Que smiled and said, "Hehe, I knocked over a bottle of perfume in the car that day, and the smell hasn't gone away. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Meng Fan shook his head.

Afterwards, Di Que drove the car in silence, and instead of being noisy in the ward just now, Meng Fan couldn't help peeking at his side face, seeing the shining beads of sweat on the tip of his straight nose.

"What's wrong? Are you obsessed with me? It's broken. If Shang Shiyao finds out, he will definitely beat me to death." Di Que suddenly smiled.

"How is it possible..." Meng Fan rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

Di Que laughed, and then asked, "What's the matter? I always feel like you have something to say to me today."

Meng Fan didn't expect Di Que, who has always been heartless, to be so perceptive today, so he pondered for a while, and then he straightened out his thoughts: "Brother Feng is like this now, shouldn't you care about him more?"

"Huh? Don't I care about him enough? I come to accompany him whenever I have time." Di Que raised his eyebrows.

"Not these, I'm talking about some details of life..."

"Oh, what are you talking about..." Di Que smiled as if he suddenly realized: "I can't do it."

Meng Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then gave Di Que a blaming look.

However, Di Que seemed not to have received Meng Fan's reproachful eyes, tilted his head and said, "Actually, I have never dared to treat him as a patient. I don't think Chen Feng wants me to treat him as a patient either. You know that sometimes men It's very thin, especially for a man like Chen Feng who is used to being superior."

"..." Meng Fan pondered Di Que's words carefully, and suddenly he felt relieved: "That's true."

"That's right. Actually, the doctor said that Chen Feng's current condition is not very good, but at this time I can't be impatient. If I show it, Chen Feng won't know how to face me."

"I'm sorry." Meng Fan said softly, regretting that he had made the topic so rigid.

"Huh? Why are you apologizing to me?" Di Que smiled: "Instead of apologizing, why don't you help me?"

Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly had a bad premonition, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

"When you see Shang Shiyao, don't say that you came to see Chen Feng today, otherwise he will definitely inquire about Chen Feng's recovery, and then come over to bother me. I've been bothering him recently."

"..." Meng Fan frowned: "I'm not very good at lying, I'm good at cheating."

"Oh, you don't have to lie, as long as he asks, you sacrifice your appearance and lie down on the bed, and he won't think about Chen Feng anymore..." Di Que's conversation began to develop in an out of tune direction.

"...Stop!" Meng Fan couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey? It's not here yet, why do you want to get out of the car suddenly?"

"Stop, I tell you to stop!"

"Hey, hey, don't push me, parking is not allowed in this area!"