Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

Wait for a damned person.

Little did he know, it turned out that this person was himself.

Because he strayed into the maze and molested someone who shouldn't be touched.

Nianqi Xiang Yechangkong let out a low growl, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell down.

When he woke up again, a face magnified several times in front of his face was sizing up and staring at him. The sudden stimulation made him tense up instantly, and his heartbeat almost burst out of his throat.

"Twenty-seven?" Mu Feng stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, "What's the matter, I heard you groaning and came in to have a look. Is it sick or a nightmare?"

Twenty-seven's head was wet with sweat, and it slid down the forehead, wet the hair and the pillow towel.He shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Mu Feng made sure that he didn't have a fever, so he said, "It's good that you're not sick, the pillow sheet is wet, and it's dawn, I'll get you a new one when you get up."

Nian Qi's eyes were swaying, he didn't dare to look directly at Mu Feng, but couldn't help but sneak a glance at his neck.Mu Feng noticed his gaze, raised his hand and rubbed his neck, and followed suit, "Is there something?"

"No..." Nianqi said immediately, and couldn't help but cast a few more glances.

There is no bite mark, it seems that it is just a dream, and it is an extremely shameless dream.

Mu Feng felt that he was strange, so he took out a new set of pillow sheets from the top shelf of the closet, and urged Nian Qi to get up and tidy up.

Nian Qi managed to withdraw his eyes from his white waist, his face darkened as soon as he got up, and then he fell back under Mu Feng's direct gaze, and pulled up the thin quilt around his waist to wrap himself tightly. , turned sideways without looking at Mu Feng, and just showed his head outside.

Mu Feng was really surprised: "What happened to you?"

Nianqi bit the quilt cover, and said sullenly: "Young master, avoid it for a while, I... I will go out immediately after packing."

"...Then, alright. Change the pillow sheets yourself, take out the dirty ones and remember to throw them in the washing machine." Mu Feng frowned, and wanted to put the pillow sheets on his bedside.

With this bending, Nian Qi quickly curled up into a shrimp, buried his face in the quilt and refused to come out.

Mu Feng hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, "Do you have a stomachache? Just say so, don't bear it," Nian Qi refused to let go.Based on the idea of ​​humanitarian care, Mu Feng changed his strategy and quietly put his hand in through the gap, "What are you afraid of, I'm a doctor—"

Before they finished speaking, both of them were silent.

Mu Feng's hand stopped near his navel, and his fingertips touched something wet and cool. With his common medical knowledge, he quickly realized what it was.It's just that the hands are there, neither advancing nor retreating.

Nian Qi was even more stiff all over, not even daring to look directly at someone's hair.

"Very, very energetic, it's normal for young people." How should ordinary boys get away with such things?Mu Feng laughed, and silently withdrew his hand, "What good dream did you have last night?"

It's better if you don't mention it, but when you mention the dream, Nian Qi can't wait to roll himself into a ball and roll down the stairs.

He can't say that last night he had his first spring/dream since he was born, but he couldn't control it all of a sudden, and almost gave him his new master... Although it feels good.

—unless he really wanted to die.

Twenty-seven fumbled and hawed for a long time, so he had no choice but to stuff his hand into a ball, pretending to be dumb.

Mu Feng also felt a little embarrassed, subconsciously wanted to scratch his ears, but felt his hand was sticky, and suddenly remembered that his hand just touched something that shouldn't be touched.

"...I...you"

Mu Feng backed out of the door, and then ran away like flying, "I'm going downstairs to buy breakfast, you take your time to clean up!"

The author has something to say: 27: (cover face)

Mu Feng: Cover your hair!I'm so embarrassed to cover my face!What did you dream about? Why don't you dare to say it!

Ge Mao: Why are you covering me again!

27 & Doctor: You!

Ge Mao: Okay, okay, I'm...

Next chapter... What should the awkward two do?Stay tuned~~ (I promise, there will be tomorrow)~

Actually it’s nothing, right, don’t lock me up_(:з」∠)_

☆, shepherd's purse buns

Mu Feng went out in a panic, and when he went downstairs, he found that he hadn't changed his clothes, washed his hands, and didn't take any money.He stood downstairs and looked up at his window, now go back?

No, no, you will definitely bump into something you shouldn't see.

The early morning wind was still a bit cold, and Mu Feng was chilled. He was wearing a pajamas of the old man's style with a lapel collar, and his hair was messy and uncombed.

He looked down at his hands, the wet and slippery feeling was blown dry by the wind, but the strange feeling between his fingers made him feel a little parched.An aunt who also got up early to buy breakfast pushed open the door of the unit, and Mu Feng hurriedly hid his hands behind his back in fright.

There are some green belts in the community, which are automatically sprinkled with water every morning and afternoon. When the aunt walked a little farther, Mu Feng put on slippers and stepped on the lawn to touch the past, and washed his hands with a nozzle. As if he had done something shameful, the nozzle next to him turned around and sprayed him with cold water.

There are patrolling sanitation workers walking slowly from a distance.

Mu Feng didn't bother to tidy up, he jumped and ran out.

In front of the breakfast stand at the gate of the community, he scratched his hair irritably, and felt ashamed to speak.Fortunately, the people who came in and out of the old resident remembered Mu Feng. They gave him two drawers of buns and two bowls of plain porridge on credit. Seeing that he was in such a mess, he didn't ask much. Two more eggs were sent.

At this moment, Nian Qi rolled over from the bed, but he didn't know what to do.

In the past, there were only day and night training and life and death, where did this happen.He was dazed by the bed for a while, and put his hands on his stomach, only feeling that the place Mu Feng touched was a little hot.

As long as you close your eyes, you will think of that boy in the night, with his thin and white back shaking in front of his eyes, his brows and eyes are full of the youthful and bright appearance in the photo.

Twenty Seven was in a daze, unable to figure out what happened overnight, and he became a sinner who missed his master.Is it because Mu Feng was too surprised when he said he likes men, or is it because of something else.

My mind was tense and I couldn't think of anything. When Nian Qi came back to his senses, Mu Feng had been gone for a long time.

He quickly took off the underwear inside, wiped off the liquid underneath, put on the pajama pants again, and threw the soaked pillow sheet into the washing machine.He didn't know what to do with the crumpled underwear, it was hard for Mu Feng to wash it for him.

Twenty-seven was washing clothes in the bathroom when there was a knock on the door.

Hastily hung up the small pieces of cloth, Nianqi rushed to open the door, Mu Feng stood at the door with a gloomy face, carrying two bags of breakfast in his hands, his whole body was wet, and there were wet drops of water on the ends of his hair.

A drop of water hit the collarbone along the cheek.

Nian Qi came to his senses suddenly, took the breakfast and put it on the table, took a towel from the bathroom hanger, and covered Mu Feng with the hood.

While rubbing gently, he asked carefully: "My lord, are you not freezing?"

Mu Feng was obviously not in a good mood, he endured the so-called sullenness and let Nianqi dry his hair, then pushed away the towel and sat on the dining table without saying a word.

After all, what happened in the morning, Nianqi didn't dare to talk too much, took out the bowls, chopsticks and plates from the kitchen, set the breakfast lightly, and pushed it in front of Mu Feng.

"Young master, have breakfast."

"..." Mu Feng picked up the porridge bowl, glanced sideways at Nian Qi, and was a little reticent, saying only two words: "Sit, eat."

Twenty Seven sat down, and waited for Mu Feng to take a sip of porridge before swallowing a big mouthful.

The two sat facing each other, with two drawers of buns between them.

Mu Feng wanted to carry a vegetarian bag, but when he lifted his arm, he felt heavy in his pocket. He put down his chopsticks and reached into the pockets on both sides of his pajamas.Twenty-seven buried his face in the bowl, secretly watching with two eyes, wondering whether he was angry or not, and whether apologizing now would make him even more angry.

Twenty Seven had a big mouthful of porridge in his mouth, and was planning to find a chance to explain it after swallowing it.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feng pulled out his hand suddenly, threw an oval boiled egg in front of Nian Qi, and said in a convulsion: "Eat, eat what you eat!"

The egg shells slammed on the glass tabletop, breaking into patterns, and the softly cooked egg whites squeezed out from the cracks.

Twenty-seven felt his lower body tense inexplicably, and the porridge he just had in his mouth rolled in his mouth, and he coughed so much that the bland porridge spewed out, splashing Mu Feng's face .

White grains of rice hung on his face, only more embarrassing, not the most embarrassing.

"..." Mu Feng felt that he might really explode.

Nian Qi was dumbfounded, stood up for a moment, took a lot of tissues from the dining table and smeared them on Mu Feng's face.

Mu Feng closed his eyes, and rubbed the tissue on his face, which made his skin hurt.Just as he was about to speak, the rough tissue paper on his face had already been removed, and he heard a few light footsteps leaving.

My heart became even more irritable, why is this person like this, and left after half-wiping?

Then he opened his eyes slightly and took a look.

Nianqi walked out quickly from the bathroom, holding a towel in his hand, stood still in front of Mu Feng and bent over, with a pious expression on his face: "My lord, it's warm, is that okay?"

The voice was gentle for no reason, for fear of offending the person in front of him a little bit.

Mu Feng is much shorter when sitting, and when he raised his head, he only reached Nian Qi's chest. A short stubble protruded from Nian Qi's chin, which was not so obvious on the wheat-colored healthy skin, but it was so charming that he couldn't help being hooked. He stopped and didn't speak for a while.

Twenty Seven thought that he had acquiesced, so he bravely held Mu Feng's face, wrapped the wet warm towel around his fingers, and wiped it bit by bit.He used to do the menial work of killing and bloodletting, and he had never served people so close, so he was even more cautious.

Nianqi's palm is so big that it can cover the entire cheek. The movement of him gently supporting his chin made Mu Feng feel strange throbbing.

His face was refreshed soon, Mu Feng coughed twice to remind him, then turned his face and continued to eat the buns.

The man opposite folded the dirty towel and put it aside, silently watching him eat.

Mu Feng bit open a vegetarian bun, immediately put on a bitter expression, and picked out all the shepherd's purse stuffing inside. He doesn't like shepherd's purse, it feels astringent and has a strange taste.After biting dryly for a while, he saw that the other party suddenly began to break open the buns and pour out the stuffing.

Doesn't he like to eat too?

Nian Qi put the bright white bun skin on Mu Feng's plate, and lowered his head to eat the green vegetable stuffing.

Mu Feng: "..."

For some reason, looking at the neatly torn bun skin in front of him, he felt a little uncomfortable.Because the family doesn't like to eat shepherd's purse, they never buy it, and Mu Feng has never eaten this kind of vegetable since he was a child.The first time he ate it, he was forced by someone who liked shepherd's purse, and he ate four or five in one meal.

After eating that day, he vomited it all up.But I couldn't stand the man's request, I ate it every time, and vomited every time.

As a result, the problem of hating shepherd's purse is even more serious.

Mu Feng took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun skin, feeling stuffed in his heart, filled with the shepherd's purse stuffing that Nian Qi ate.

Nian Qi raised his eyes and saw that Mu Feng's nose was red, he immediately put down his chopsticks and asked in a low voice, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Mu Feng shook his head, tearing the skin of the bun unconsciously in his hand, and after a while he said, "Nianqi, you...do you do the same to your former master?"

Twenty Seven tilted his head, not quite understanding what he meant by "this".

"Is there something wrong with me? I can change it." He thought for a while, and suddenly panicked.

"No," Mu Feng put down the ravaged and shapeless steamed stuffed bun, rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, stood up, removed the plate of green vegetable stuffing from Twenty Seven, and replaced it with another. Putting Roubao, "Very good, really."

The steamed stuffed bun was fragrant, and Mu Feng smiled at him, "Let's eat, thank you."

Twenty-seven looked down at the breakfast, then looked up at Mu Feng who was smiling and the breeze was blowing on his face, his heart fluttered a little, and the unhappiness in the morning was swept away.

The author has something to say:.

I want to say that 27 has never done manual DIY before, do you believe it...

So the doctor is his real [No.1]... (what the hell)

Also, I really don't want black shepherd's purse buns!I don't know if anyone here likes to eat shepherd's purse buns, but I really don't like QAQ.Isn't shepherd's purse the darkest vegetable after parsley?

In addition, these two days are a bit short, but Mo Fang!This is only temporary!You have to believe that Ge Mao is a very thick and long man!

☆、16|Whose family members

While Mu Feng went back to the room to change clothes, Nian Qi wolfed down the steamed stuffed bun while he wasn't there.

As soon as he finished his last sip of porridge, he saw Mu Feng coming out with his shirt buttoned up. Nianqi licked the corners of his mouth, wiped his clothes with both hands, and stood up.

Mu Feng looked at the mirror and scratched his bangs. His hair was so long that it almost pierced his eyes, and there were a few disobedient hairs on the top of his head. He soaked his hands and forcefully pushed the dumb hairs down.

A person leaned over and squeezed half of his face into the mirror.

Looking at the hesitant expression in the mirror, Mu Feng turned his head and gave him a glance and said, "Next time if you have something to do, just say it directly, don't gossip about it."

Nian Qi dawdled until Mu Feng finished washing his face, then asked in a low voice: "Can I..."

"No." Mu Feng seemed to know what he wanted to ask in an instant, turned off the tap and directly rejected him.

Having been with Twenty Seven for so many days, he could easily understand this person's thinking mode. When he was around, he would regard him as the sky;As long as we can be together, we will never miss any chance to follow him.

If it weren't for Mu Feng's strict prohibition on his habit of going and going, Er Qi would have posted all the way to the toilet to watch him pee.

This kind of following behavior is very common in children. Because they are unfamiliar with the environment, they tend to lack a sense of security, which will automatically amplify the panic in their hearts.

But a master like Nian Qi who can knock down five strong men with one leg lift, he panicked.

With a drenched face, Mu Feng looked up at the man in the mirror: "What did I tell you before?"

Nianqi took down the towel hanging on the wall behind him, handed it to Mu Feng, and replied, "Independence, independence."

"Well," Mu Feng took his hand and wiped his face with the hem of the towel, "Do you know what it means?"

After he finished wiping, Nian Qi pointed to the base of his ear, indicating that there was still room for him to clean, and then he said, "Young master said, you want to do what you want to do."

Mu Feng nodded, raised his eyes and asked him: "Then what do you want to do?"

"I," Twenty Seven paused, and replied with full breath, "I want to go to work with the young master."

Mu Feng: "..." After all, I still have to follow him.

Mu Feng raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was less than an hour before the work time.

He really didn't want to explain, and he didn't have time to spend it, but Er Qi is a living person anyway, and it's not an option to stay at home all day and do nothing. He said while cleaning up, "You can't always follow me, life There are so many kinds of fun, even if you are idle, have a drink and watch a movie."

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped, turned around and asked Twenty Seven, "Do you like watching TV?"

Twenty Seven rolled his eyes.

Oh, and he probably doesn't know what TV is.

Mu Feng pointed to the large-screen wall-mounted TV in the living room, and said, "Here, how about watching singing and dancing, listening to strange books, and particularly nonsense dramas?"

Nian Qi turned his head and glanced at the black box that had been hanging on the wall. For so many days, he had never seen it work.

Because he has a personal laptop, work and entertainment are all solved together. Mu Feng almost never turns on the TV. The brand new TV has not been used much since he bought it. At that time, he also bought a digital set-top box.

After squatting and fiddling for a while, he suddenly remembered that the set-top box seemed to have been shut down because it had not been used for a long time.

Mu Feng smiled apologetically, "It's shut down, so I can't watch it anymore."

After a while, I thought of something else, and took out a radio from the side drawer, "Why don't you listen to this? It's also good, but it's a bit old."

"...Sorry, the battery is out."

In the final move, I took out several novels: "Ghosts and ghosts, legends of solving crimes, classic love, which one do you like?"

Nian Qi held a handful of books and looked at Mu Feng helplessly.

Mu Feng: "...Forgot, you don't know simplified Chinese characters."

In the end, Dr. Mu Da, who has always been very knowledgeable, was completely at a loss. He lowered his head, waved his hands, and sighed, "Okay, I'll give you 5 minutes to change your clothes, and I'll take you to work."

It's like a puppy getting a beloved bone biscuit.An insignificant gleam of light flashed through the corners of Twenty Seven's eyes, the lines of his lips were loosened and then pursed, and he walked briskly back to the room to change clothes.

The face that had been tense seemed to soften at that moment.

Mu Feng stared at his back in a daze.

Just now, was he smiling?

Because he was carrying a towel bottle, when Mu Feng put on a white coat and rushed to the office, it was already 55:[-].

He originally wanted to keep Twenty Seven in the lounge, but seeing his expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to hit him, so he had to take over with a humanoid tail.

There was no one in the doctor's office, and the nurses' rest room was next door. There were a few voices of men and women talking and laughing, and it was Zhao Qin who was on duty again, and went to molested the nurse sister early in the morning.

Nian Qi stood in the office and looked around, and then his eyes fell on Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was flipping through the medical records quickly, and he told Twenty Seven without raising his head: "This is where I work, and bringing you here is already against the rules, so don't walk around talking or messing around, and don't talk to others. Dispute. All the doctors will come here to take over in a few minutes, you take shelter on the balcony now."

He talked for a long time, but he didn't hear Nianqi's answer. He bent down and took out another medical record, and asked hastily, "Did you hear that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched his hands under his nose, and Mu Feng couldn't help taking a small step back.Twenty Seven exchanged a puzzled look with him, then reached out to stroke his shirt collar.

Mu Feng looked down at himself, and found that he was too hasty when he put on the white coat just now, so he pushed his collar into it.

Twenty-seven slowly straightened up, holding the front of the collar with both hands and gently tucking it.Mu Feng was distracted by him, he moved forward a bit, and the medical record in his arms just slipped out of his hands, a big hand with well-defined joints passed Mu Feng's line of sight, and quickly picked it up in the air.

Hold it in both hands and hand it back to him.

"...Thank you." Mu Feng took it and rubbed his neck uncomfortably.

There were mixed footsteps in the corridor outside the office, and the director's unique hoarse voice sounded intermittently.

Mu Feng suddenly came to his senses, picked up a folding stool and pushed it into Nianqi's hand, then opened the balcony door and pushed him out, telling him to stay outside and not make trouble.

Twenty-seven was pushed out of the balcony, and the director turned in with a team of people.

Get ready for the big shift every morning.

Mu Feng glanced back at Nianqi, who was lying on the window sill and looking in through the glass window.

The purpose of shift shift is to transfer information, to inform all the doctors on duty of the situation of each patient in each bed, especially the situation of the night shift the day before, and the critically ill patients, and to report to everyone in detail, so as to reduce unnecessary troubles after the shift change.

Because the seriously injured person from a serial rear-end collision accident came yesterday evening, the shift shift this morning was extraordinarily long.

At the end, the director reiterated the rules and regulations with his hands behind his back, and finally shot the audience with sharp eyes, and said in a dragged tone: "From now on, don't bring your family members to the hospital, this is where you work. , what it looks like!"

Said, looked at the balcony.

Mu Feng was a little guilty, and looked back. Twenty-seven was sitting on the folding stool, with his back facing the direction of the office, looking up at the sky. A sparrow landed on the balcony railing, and he stretched out his hand to tease it. After jumping a few times, I am not afraid of him.

The little bird was being teased and jumped back and forth, and Mu Feng accidentally took a few extra glances, not even knowing when the director and the others left.

Zhao Qin stood next to Mu Feng, poked him quietly, and whispered, "Is this your family?"

Mu Feng glared at him back, grabbed the stethoscope on the table and was about to make a ward round, and said by the way, "It's up to you."

"Hey, I still have emotions. Be careful that the director scolds you back!"

They went out one after the other, and before leaving, Mu Feng looked back again, and when they were facing Nian Qi, he also looked back at him.

Twenty-seven looked around the window to confirm that the loud voice whose hair was about to fall out just now was not there. He shrugged his shoulders and waved to Mu Feng, making several gestures in a strange posture.

Mu Feng took two steps back curiously, and found a small gray sparrow standing on his shoulder, bouncing around and flapping its little wings. When Nian Qi moved, it pecked at Nian Qi's cheek, Seeing that Nianqi didn't drive him away, he not only didn't mend his ways, but even pecked at his ears more vigorously.

Mu Feng was amused by this man and bird, and the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc.

When the bird had had enough pecking, it flapped its wings and flew away.

People can't fly away, they sit quietly outside the window and shake their hands, shaking away the guilt and tension in their hearts.

Mu Feng also lowered his head, turned around and walked in the empty hospital corridor, drifting away from Nianqi, but his heart was warm, like the morning when the birds were singing after the sun shines.

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27: My daughter-in-law is not very happy to play with me.

Sparrow: Heck! (I don't! Why do I coax your daughter-in-law!)

27: Baked your wings believe it or not!

Sparrow: Heck! (You threatened Benji!)

27: (preparing to pluck the feathers) Do you want to do it?

Sparrow: QAQ Ji! (Dry, dry, dry!)

27: He he turned his head back, quick, quick jump!

Sparrow: QUQji...

☆、17|This is the title

After the house inspection, most of the morning time passed, Mu Feng returned to the office, discussed several complicated illnesses with his colleagues, and had a little dispute over medication.

After finalizing the treatment plan, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Zhao Qin pouted on the balcony thoughtfully: "Who are you? It's been a whole morning, and your butt hasn't even moved out of its nest."

Mu Feng glanced back. Twenty Seven was leaning against the window, with the back of his head against the glass.He didn't answer Zhao Qin's question. When he was stunned, he took two bottles of water from the public refrigerator at the rest stop next door and went to the balcony.

When Nian Qi heard the doorknob turning, he opened his eyes vigilantly, and relaxed when he saw that it was Mu Feng.

He wanted to get up and let the stool out, but Mu Feng pressed his shoulders and pushed him back. A bottle of water with condensed ice mist dangled in front of Nianqi's eyes, and a few cold drops fell along the lines on the bottle. , wet twenty-seven's pants.

Twenty Seven looked up at him, then nodded and held it in his hands.

Although the weather was cooling down day by day, there was still plenty of sunshine in the cloudless sky, and Er Qi, who had been drying outside all morning, was slightly reddened by the sun.

Mu Feng turned on the water, drank a few sips, and the corner of his eyes caressed Er Qi's rosy cheeks.He freed up one hand, wanting to touch it unexpectedly, and he did the same, wiping the wet and cold moisture on Nian Qiyi's face.

Nian Qi blinked from the sudden cold, shrunk his neck to hide for a while, and turned his head to look at Mu Feng uncertainly.

Mu Feng was amused by his reaction, turned around and went back to the room and pulled out a chair, and sat side by side with Twenty Seven.His work has basically been dealt with, and the rest is to be on standby at any time to deal with sudden illnesses of patients, so now he has free time.

When he was alone, he seldom basked in the sun, so that his skin was a bit too white, and the smell of alcohol disinfectant and soap on his body was always more than others, so Mu Feng was a little envious of Twenty Seven's complexion and muscles.

Nianqi showed a section of forearm, which seemed to have a sense of firmness that contained strength. Mu Feng took a sip of water to suppress the urge to reach out and squeeze, and changed the subject in time.

Mu Feng looked at the flock of birds flying in the sky, and said, "How did you manage to let the sparrows stand on your shoulders?"

Twenty Seven replied very flatly: "Think of yourself as a sparrow."

Mu Feng laughed lightly, feeling that this kind of answer was absurd, he didn't say anything, closed his eyes and stretched himself.Then I heard the person next to me continue to say, "The best camouflage in a certain environment is to blend in with them, be extremely quiet when you are, and move extremely fast."

"Young master taught you the art of camouflage," Twenty Seven said.

Mu Feng naturally knew that the young man he was talking about was not referring to himself, but the quack who was Qian'er 800 years ago. Although he knew that the man had turned into a dead bone grave somewhere, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"I didn't learn one thing I taught, but I remembered what he taught." Mu Feng muttered.

Twenty Seven froze for a moment, then glanced into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.Mu Feng didn't care about him anymore, he went back to work for a while after resting, and came out to sit with him when he was free.

Lunch was a boxed lunch ordered by the department. Mu Feng asked for more than twenty-seven, but the two didn't go back at noon, so they gathered together with their colleagues to settle it.

A lively little nurse came in to gather together, and when she saw Nian Qi silently cooking rice in the corner, she screamed softly.

"You're so handsome, where did you get the little fresh meat? Does anyone have an owner?" The little nurse asked with big eyes.

The doctor next to him pointed at Mu Feng with the tip of his chopsticks, "Nong, Dr. Mu brought it, you ask him."

Although everyone in the hospital looked solemn, everyone was gossiping. Mu Feng knew that if he didn't introduce Nianqi clearly, the group of tabloid newspapers would definitely not let him go.

Swallowing a mouthful of food, Mu Feng introduced: "His name is Nianqi, twenty of twenty, seven of seven or eight, currently unemployed and single."

After finishing talking, he whispered in his ear, "How did I teach you, be polite."

Nian Qi put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and said stiffly, "You... Hello, my name is Nian Qi. It's the son's death——" before he could finish the word dead man, Mu Feng hurriedly stabbed him once. Elbow, smiled and added to them, "Twenty-seven is my friend."

The little nurse laughed, "Doctor Mu, where did you know such a treasure?"

Mu Feng nodded with a dry smile, pulled Twenty Seven down and sat down, handed him the chopsticks, and then said inexplicably, "Probably... bought shower gel as a gift."

During the lunch break, everyone had nothing to do and was full of curiosity about this new friend.The young doctors gathered together in twos and twos, surrounding Twenty Seven and chatting about it.

Nianqi Dadu couldn't understand what they were saying, but just remembered Mu Feng's words and asked him to get along well with the people around him, so he calmed down and became a listener as much as possible.

When everyone said they were tired and went away, Mu Feng was already drowsy on the balcony by himself.

Twenty Seven quietly pushed the door open, sat down next to Mu Feng, and watched him quietly.

After a while, Mu Feng snorted in a daze, tilted his head and fell on Nian Qi's shoulder, and actually fell into a deep sleep, his slightly long bangs lying down to cover his eyes.

At the beginning, Nian Qi was stiff and did not dare to move. After realizing that Mu Feng would not wake up and there was no danger around him, he gradually relaxed, and even raised his hand to gently stroke his bangs.

The sunshine was just right, it was satisfying, Nian Qi lowered his eyes to look at him, and softly called "Young Master".

Mu Feng gave a vague "hmm" in his sleep, then found a comfortable angle, and then squeezed into Er Qi's warm shoulder socket.

In the afternoon, the conditions of the patients in the ward were all stable, and there was almost nothing to be busy with. When Mu Feng woke up from Erqi's shoulders, Zhao Qin had already done all the work he could do. Just look at his fatigue these days , didn't have the heart to wake him up.

Mu Feng woke up, and Nian Qi stretched out his hand to cover the glare of the sun above his head.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and he hung up before he took it out.

The missed number shows Qi Shaochuan.

Mu Feng unlocked the screensaver and looked for it in the address book. Recently, he was busy with Nianqi's affairs, and almost forgot that there was such a character as Qi Shaochuan, but he seemed to have disappeared recently, and he didn't know what he was up to.

Just as I was about to send him back, a text message ding-dong came in.

——"Xiaofeng, I've fallen out of love again."

"..." Mu Feng only glanced at it, and his head suddenly became dizzy.

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☆、18|The so-called cloud

Mu Feng read the text message several times, trying to find other characters, but there were indeed only these seven characters on the palm-sized screen.

Nian Qi looked down at him staring blankly at the screen, and asked with a little concern, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Mu Feng shook his head, then called out Qi Shaochuan's number and went back.

Called four or five times in a row, all of them turned off.

He couldn't sit still anymore, put away his phone, opened the balcony door and ran in, talked to the doctor on duty, and then went to the laboratory on the eighth floor, he left in such a hurry that Nian Qi didn't even have time to squeeze into the elevator.

The elevator was full of patients rushing up the stairs, and Mu Feng standing in it in a white coat was very abrupt. When someone greeted him, he just gave a little signal, and kept his head down all the way to call Qi Shaochuan.

When we reached the eighth floor, the elevator beeped, and Mu Feng stepped out first, and rushed straight into the laboratory office.

"Is Qi Shaochuan there?" Mu Feng pushed open the door and asked.

The two people in the room who were writing the report looked up, then continued to write with their heads down, "Not here, he is taking a day off."

Mu Feng frowned, thanked him and returned to the surgery.

Nian Qi was waiting anxiously at the door of the office. When Mu Feng came back to his senses, he found that Nian Qi had been staring at him with concern for a while.

"I have some things to deal with, you can go home later." Mu Feng said, took out 50 yuan from his pocket, and handed it to Twenty Seven together with the house key, "You should be able to take the subway, right? Be careful, don't worry me."

Twenty-seven glanced at the key and said, "Is it Mr. Qi's business? Can I help?"

Mu Feng didn't deny anything, but just glanced at Er Qi worriedly, lowered his head and put the phone back in his pocket, said "I have to find him" and then entered the office.

Of course, Nian Qi keenly caught his eyes, but he was a little ambiguous about his worries.

After finishing the shift in the afternoon, Mu Feng left faster than anyone else. While making phone calls that couldn't be reached at all, he didn't even see Zhao Qin saying hello to him.

After leaving the hospital, he didn't go in the direction of the subway station, but took a taxi, dragged Erqi into the back row, and gave a name that Erqi had never heard of.

In the car, Mu Feng was looking out the window absent-mindedly, while Nian Qi looked at him, and then moved his eyes down to his hands on the seat.

Mu Feng looked at the passing traffic and figures outside, thinking about Qi Shaochuan in his heart, and didn't pay attention to the movements of the people around him.

Qi Shaochuan was not born gay, he broke himself alive.In the first year of high school, he and a boy from the next class pursued a famous talented girl in the school. They used all methods, including the wretched behavior of tripping up a rival.

This kind of competition gradually intensified and became a famous event in the school gossip circle.

Later, when the school’s new dormitory building was put into use and the dormitories were redistributed, he lived in bunk beds with his rival in love, and the situation deteriorated rapidly. Pee farther than this headless trifle.

As a result, the pursuit of talented women has become a foil with or without them, and the competition between the two is the highlight.

In the end, the talented girl and the president of the student union were together, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Qi Shaochuan was very angry and unconvinced. That night, he skipped class and dragged his rival out for a drink. He got himself so drunk at the barbecue stand in front of the school, and when he got drunk, he kissed the boy as his first love.

Qi Shaochuan didn't talk about what happened later, so Mu Feng didn't know about it either.All I know is that Qi Shaochuan fell in love with him first, broke through that relationship, and took advantage of the dark and windy days to "sex" him.

To be honest, Mu Feng really admires Qi Shaochuan's courage. He dares to love, can afford it, and can let it go, so he is happy to break himself for it.

That first love, which was not considered first love, ended in failure.

After all, Qi Shaochuan was never as cruel as others, and he disappeared after graduating from high school.For some reason, the boy's admission notice was finally sent to Qi Shaochuan's home, and the admission school was the same "A City Medical University" as him.

First love is a disease, and Qi Shaochuan is really very sick.After that, although he was not immersed in the old love