Doctor Qing Leng fishes wolf dog online

, Are you afraid of injections? "

"No." Zhuang Qing shook his head violently.

Denied so quickly?

"Since there is no one, then listen to me." Yan Xichen thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, checked the nearest hospital, and did not forget to comfort him, "Don't worry, Doctor Zhuang, I will always be with you, I'll take you home after I'm done punching the bottle."

"..."

Zhuang Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, there was a sudden sound of brakes outside.

A black car stopped next to them.

The people in the car honked their horns a few times to signal Zhuang Qing and the others to get out of the car.

"My friend is here." Yan Xichen glanced out the window, turned to Zhuang Qing and said, "Doctor Zhuang, let's go."

Pursing his lips, Zhuang Qing frowned in confusion, and finally followed Yan Xichen, got into his friend's car, and went to the nearest hospital.

While on the road, Zhuang Qingqing felt that his head became more dizzy, and he also felt motion sickness for the first time.

Closing his eyes in pain, Zhuang Qing leaned against the car window, wanting to rest for a while, but fell asleep again at some point.

Yan Xichen has been paying attention to his family doctor Zhuang. After he fell asleep, he hugged him carefully so that his head could rest on his shoulder.

"Master Yan, have you changed your gender?"

Kong Yu accidentally caught a glimpse of Yan Xichen's caring actions in the back seat.

His eyes almost popped out in surprise.

Is this Young Master Yan who can freeze people to death with just one look?

I'm really sorry for their title of second generation ancestor!

Come on ^＾＾~

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18. Ostrich injection

Yan Xichen lowered his eyes, looking softly at the profile of his doctor Zhuang.

It was a gentleness that outsiders had never seen before.

Even Zhuang Qing hadn't seen him yet.

When he raised his eyes again and looked at Kong Yu, his eyes returned to their usual indifference.

Seeing this familiar expression, Kong Yu felt at ease immediately, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "This is the right taste."

"Lend me your car later."

"Okay." Kong Yu nodded generously, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said with a smile: "Then I will repay the favor you gave me before."

"En." Yan Xichen responded casually.

He didn't care much about this, and he helped Kong Yu smoothly last time.

Zhuang Qing slept soundly this time, and did not wake up until the door of the hospital.

"Doctor Zhuang?" Yan Xichen touched his forehead, it was hotter than before, "Wake up, we are here."

"Hmm..." Zhuang Qing faintly heard Yan Xichen's voice, and answered him in a daze.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhuang Qing sat up straight with his thighs propped up, his head so dizzy that he wanted to smash it on the seat in front of him immediately.

Relieving the top-heavy feeling of weightlessness, Zhuang Qing was just about to get out of the car when the door beside him was opened from the outside.

The little kid didn't know when to go down, so he went around to his side.

He even stretched out his hands to him, Zhuang Qing just wanted to use his strength to support him, when the little kid suddenly asked him with a smile: "Doctor Zhuang, do you need me to hug you?"

After getting out of the car, Zhuang Qing raised his head, pursed his lips and looked at Yan Xichen, without speaking.

His eyes, which were a little red due to the fever, looked inexplicably aggrieved when he stared at Yan Xichen without blinking.

Suppressing the throbbing in his chest, Yan Xichen laughed softly, "I'm just joking, Doctor Zhuang, I'll support you."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Zhuang Qing withdrew her gaze, supported Yan Xichen's arm, and used her strength to get out of the car.

Looking at the gate of the hospital that was close at hand, Zhuang Qing walked in silently.

It's just that the speed of this movement is not as fast as that of an old man who is seven or eighty years old.

Suppressing a smile, Yan Xichen said solemnly: "Doctor Zhuang, let me carry you on my back, I think you can hardly walk anymore."

After saying that, seeing the little boy was about to squat down in front of him, Zhuang Qing stopped him sullenly, and it took him a while to refuse.

"Need not."

After speaking, as if holding his breath, Zhuang Qing walked into the hospital gate at a faster speed.

Yan Xichen raised his legs and followed closely beside his doctor Zhuang.

Turning his head to look at his flushed cheeks, he seemed to be a little angry.

Yan Xichen couldn't help moving his fingers on the sides of his legs, his hands were itchy, and he suddenly wanted to poke his doctor Zhuang's cheek.

It must feel good.

"What are you looking at?" Sensing the little kid's gaze, Zhuang Qing gave him a sideways glance.

Yan Xichen smiled and praised: "Look at how handsome Dr. Zhuang is."

"..."

The little boy always opened his mouth when he said this kind of thing, Zhuang Qing sniffed his stuffy nose and didn't want to talk to him.

After a few minutes.

Looking at the little nurse who smiled kindly in front of him.

Zhuang Qing's body froze unconsciously, it was too late for him to run at this moment.

"Don't be nervous, don't worry, my piercing technique is not bad, it won't hurt." The little nurse saw Zhuang Qing's nervousness, and smiled to tease him to relax.

Zhuang Qing smiled politely, but his body was still stiff.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes fixed on the movements of the little nurse's hands.

Yan Xichen, who had been standing opposite Zhuang Qing, observed him for a long time, now stepped forward, stood by his side, and said thoughtfully, "Doctor Zhuang, are you feeling uncomfortable now? I can be a few for you for free." A pillow for hours."

Hearing this, Zhuang Qing turned to look at him, then at the needle in the little nurse's hand, and resolutely buried her face in the kid's stomach.

As long as he can't see it, he's not nervous.

In Yan Xichen's eyes, this little ostrich-like gesture made Dr. Zhuang of his family very cute.

So cute.

With his vision blocked, Zhuang Qing couldn't see anything, and the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance of laundry detergent on the kid's clothes.

Miraculously, his tense nerves suddenly gradually relaxed.

I don't know when the little nurse gave him the injection, Zhuang Qing heard her laughing and teasing them, "It seems that the relationship between you two is very good."

"Yes, our relationship has always been very good." Yan Xichen nodded generously, saying this without guilt at all.

Zhuang Qing: "..."

Why did he suddenly want to bite?

In the next few hours, Yan Xichen stayed with him quietly, giving him a shoulder and helping him change his medicine.

Taking care of him is simply meticulous.

Zhuang Qing wanted to say something at first, but he was too tired, unknowingly, with the effect of the medicine, he just fell asleep.

He didn't even know when the bottle was finished, and Yan Xichen didn't wake him up.

When Zhuang Qing opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at the door of the house.

"Doctor Zhuang, we're home."

Zhuang Qing squinted, looked out of the car window, and after careful identification for a while, realized that it was his home.

"Thank you."

Thanking him softly, Zhuang Qing opened the car door and was about to get out of the car when he turned around and saw the little kid in the driver's seat, who didn't seem to want to get out of the car.

After hesitating for a while, Zhuang Qing spoke carefully, "You can stay with me tonight."

"Then excuse me, Doctor Zhuang." The smile on the kid's face was extraordinarily bright, as if he was waiting for his words.

"Let's go."

Zhuang Qing smiled slightly, and took Yan Xichen back to the house where he never let outsiders stay overnight.

After entering the house, Zhuang Qing was a little dazed when he saw the little boy who was skillfully changing shoes. Yan Xichen seemed to be silently breaking his inherent life.

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing...

"Doctor Zhuang." After changing his shoes, Yan Xichen went to pour a glass of warm water, took out a few pills, walked up to Zhuang Qing, and called him back to his senses, "Take the medicine first, and then go to sleep well."

"Ah."

Withdrawing her confused thoughts, Zhuang Qing took the medicine and took it obediently.

After taking the medicine, Zhuang Qing went to take a simple hot bath.

Immediately afterwards, he was driven into the bed by the kid.

Lying in the very warm quilt, Zhuang Qing was swept away by the drowsiness brought by the effect of the medicine, and he could hardly wait until the little kid also came out of the shower.

The other party walked to his bedside and tried the temperature on his forehead with the back of his hand. Zhuang Qing asked in a daze, "You seem to be too kind to me, why?"

Yan Xichen didn't speak. He sat beside Zhuang Qing's bed and watched his doctor Zhuang gradually fall asleep before responding to him.

"My doctor Zhuang, because I like you."

"So I want to treat you well in every way, let you get used to me, no matter what you do, even if you go on a blind date with someone, you will always think of me."

Yan Xichen's voice was low and serious, and he knew that the person on the bed couldn't hear him.

Without saying anything more, he smiled and said good night, got up and went to the living room, and slept on the sofa.

However, what Yan Xichen didn't know was that when he left Zhuang Qing's bedroom, the person who was already sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

But it quickly closed and turned over.

It seems to be just a subconscious action.

ah ah ah it's so good

claw!Hurry up!

very nice!come on! !

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19. Who are you here to see?

Had an injection and took medicine again.

Zhuang Qing slept deeply, and slept until after ten o'clock.

When he got up, he no longer felt that top-heavy, but his nose was still a little stuffy.

Outside the bedroom, there was no sign of the kid for a long time.

Only the breakfast that was still slightly steaming was left.

On the dining table, there was also a note left for him by the brat.

It says:

My Dr. Zhuang, when you are sick, you should have a good breakfast and remember to take your medicine. I have already asked Zhuang Ning to ask for leave for you, so there is no need to rush to work.

Finally signed Yan Xichen in big characters, free and unrestrained.

It looks like I have practiced calligraphy, and the writing is beautiful.

Putting down the note, Zhuang Qing looked at the breakfast on the table. Although it was light, there were many kinds of breakfast, and he was slightly lost in thought.

He didn't know if he had fallen asleep, as if he heard something shocking from the little kid.

But now he can't remember clearly, he just vaguely remembers this matter