gentle captain zheng

As the taxi drove out, Zheng Xuan asked while fastening his seat belt, "Where is your home?"

Jiang Mingchen lowered his head and thought for a while: "Can I go to the hotel? If I go back like this, my mother will be worried."

Zheng Xuan thought so, so he said, "Why don't you go to my place for a night?"

Jiang Mingchen looked at him: "Cangshui's dormitory?"

"No, I don't usually live in my own room." Zheng Xuan smiled, "It's close to here, but the dormitory is far away. The main reason is that my home is more convenient than a hotel."

Jiang Mingchen nodded.

Jiang Mingchen didn't know if he had a concussion or something. Anyway, he was so dizzy that he couldn't speak up all the way.This is not good, he thought.But I really didn't know what to say, and my mind went blank.

Fortunately, there was no embarrassment, because Zheng Xuan kept pressing the phone, and never took his eyes off the phone screen, as if he was very busy.

After a while, Jiang Mingchen regained his strength and asked guiltily, "I'm sorry to trouble you, are you busy?"

"What?" Zheng Xuan looked up at him and smiled, "No, I'm shopping on Taobao, and there are a lot of promotions recently."

Jiang Mingchen: "..." Yes, I'm sorry, I really interrupted you!

Zheng Xuan lied.Of course he wasn't that addicted to shopping, but he was used to reconciliation. Seeing that Jiang Mingchen didn't want to talk, he pretended that he had something to say, otherwise he would be easily embarrassed.

Seeing Jiang Mingchen didn't know what to say, Zheng Xuan thought for a while and said, "There is a private clinic near my house, I'd better go check it out later."

Jiang Mingchen can't be said to be a serious "public figure", but nowadays, photos of good-looking passers-by are posted on the Internet all the time, and it is easy to "get popular" when he goes to the hospital. If someone recognizes his identity, the influence will be bad.And this is also the reason why Zheng Xuan didn't go to the hotel, but chose to take him home.

Jiang Mingchen actually didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to sleep now.Suddenly, drowsiness came over me.

But he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only nod.

After getting out of the car, Zheng Xuan led Jiang Mingchen to the small clinic for examination.When the other party asked if he was dizzy, Jiang Mingchen hesitated, and was about to shake his head - the longer the time, the more disturbed he became, fearing that he would cause more trouble to Zheng Xuan - as soon as he shook his head, Zheng Xuan held his shoulder.

Jiang Mingchen was startled, and looked up at Zheng Xuan who was beside him.

Zheng Xuan said to the other party: "It seems to be a little dizzy, and the spirit is not very good." He looked down at Jiang Mingchen naturally, and asked gently, "Is it?"

"..." After he said that, Jiang Mingchen didn't dare to deny it, so he had to admit it embarrassingly, "Yeah."

"Tell me in detail." Zheng Xuan said, "Don't procrastinate, the more you procrastinate, the more troublesome your body will be."

Jiang Mingchen murmured meaninglessly twice, and followed these words to honestly describe his symptoms to the doctor.

After the examination was over and the wound was treated, the various professional terms looked scary. The little doctor on duty closed the case and said, "Oh, it's okay, just apply the medicine on time. There is no concussion or fracture."

Zheng Xuan asked: "Then why do you want to sleep?"

"Because it's midnight, Brother Xuan." The little doctor covered his face and said.

Brother Xuan: "..."

Jiang Mingchen lowered his head cooperatively and secretly yawned.

Although this small clinic was small and well-equipped, Zheng Xuan still trusted the other party. He was more at ease when he confirmed that Jiang Mingchen was only injured on the skin. He led the people back and went to the 24-hour convenience store to buy some things along the way.

In fact, Jiang Mingchen probably knew what Zheng Xuan's house looked like, after all, Zheng Xuan often posted photos of his home on Weibo.It's just that after entering the house, Jiang Mingchen felt that the actual site looked better than the photos. It looked a bit like the advertising model room sent out by the decoration company, but it was more humanistic than the model room.The room is in Nordic style, the color matching is very substantial and full of vitality.

"Go take a shower and put on my clothes first."

Zheng Xuan put the things he just bought on the dining table, went to the bedroom and took a set of pajamas and put them in the bathroom, and also took the underwear, which were not opened.

Jiang Mingchen looked at the bathtub very cramped.

He usually stays outside and never uses a bathtub because he always feels unclean.But now it's not because he thinks Zheng Xuan is unclean, but because he thinks differently, thinking that if he changed himself, he would not be too happy to be bathed in his own bathtub.

Just think a lot.

"Team Zheng."

Jiang Mingchen thought about it carefully for half a minute, left the bathroom, and went to find Zheng Xuan.

Zheng Xuan was in the kitchen, and turned around when he heard the voice: "What's wrong?"

"Just a bathroom?" Jiang Mingchen asked.

Zheng Xuandao: "There is another one over the second bedroom, but that is my mother's territory. My friends often come to my house to play, and my mother is a bit of a clean freak, so she locked the second bedroom. I don't have a key."

Jiang Mingchen glanced back, there were two bedrooms, Zheng Xuan's had a push door with no lock at all, while the other had a normal wooden door with a lock.

Jiang Mingchen asked, "You don't mind if I use the bathtub?"

Zheng Xuan didn't expect him to care about this kind of thing, and said with a smile: "I don't mind, just use it, I only use the bathroom here, and I have never taken a bath. It was installed for the sake of looking good during the decoration. This may be my biggest regret. I bought furniture haha."

Jiang Mingchen boasted smoothly: "The decoration of the house is very nice."

Zheng Xuan said happily: "Yes, I made it all myself."

Jiang Mingchen took a shower very quickly, then took all the changed clothes into the sink, rubbed them clean, wrung them dry, and carried them to the living room to find the balcony to dry the clothes.

"Captain Zheng?" Jiang Mingchen called again.

Zheng Xuan was still in the kitchen, turned around after hearing the words, and asked through the clear and bright black grid glass door: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mingchen asked, "Where are the clothes drying?"

Zheng Xuan pushed the door out of the kitchen, went to the small balcony, pulled out a folding rack for drying clothes from the gap between the washing machine and the wall, carried it to the large balcony on the other side of the living room, opened it and said, "Drying clothes here."

"..."

Zheng Xuan laughed himself, and explained: "My apartment is not very friendly. A washing machine on the small balcony will be full, and the drying rack on the living room balcony is not good-looking, so I didn't install it. I often live in dormitories, so I didn't buy a drying machine. Machine, the drying effect of the washing machine is quite average, I don’t know if I’m using it incorrectly.”

Jiang Mingchen put the clothes on the folding rack, and asked along the words: "Then if you happen to have guests, but you have clothes to dry?"

Zheng Xuan laughed out loud: "This has never happened before, so let's put the clothes hanger in the bedroom to dry. By the way, after you dry your clothes to the dining table, I just made some ginger soup, drink a bowl, save money." cold."

After Jiang Mingchen finished drying his clothes, he saw a white porcelain bowl on the dining table filled with nicely colored ginger soup, and there were two small plates next to it, with two lychees and a few washed blueberries in them.

Zheng Xuanzheng placed a small vase next to him, looked at it from another angle, he seemed dissatisfied, took out a plate from the sideboard, put the ginger soup and the two small plates in it, and cut a flower from the vase , pulled a few petals and scattered them on the dinner plate, and the flowers were also dotted on the corner of the dinner plate.

Zheng Xuan seemed quite satisfied after putting all these together, took out his phone to find an angle and took a picture.

Jiang Mingchen: "..."

Zheng Xuan raised his head after taking pictures, met Jiang Mingchen's gaze, wanted to explain, but there was nothing to explain, touched his nose, and laughed.

Jiang Mingchen couldn't help laughing, walked over, and opened the dining chair: "I'm too embarrassed to destroy it."

"That's my problem." Zheng Xuan smiled, "Drink it while it's hot. By the way, if your phone gets wet, would you like me to try blowing it dry?"

Jiang Mingchen nodded and handed him the phone.

Zheng Xuan took a shower before going to the airport in the evening. At this time, he took a quick shower. When he came out of the living room, he saw that Jiang Mingchen was still drinking ginger soup in a gentle manner. Head focused on blowing on the phone.

After a while, Zheng Xuan tried it, but still couldn't turn it on, so he had to put it back on the dining table and said, "That's all we can do for the time being. Leave it overnight and try again tomorrow morning."

Jiang Mingchen nodded, and finally finished drinking the ginger soup, and ate the small fruit. Just as he was about to clean up the dishes, he heard Zheng Xuan say, "Don't be too busy, turn around."

He turned around and saw Zheng Xuan sitting on the dining chair beside him, took out the medicine he had just prescribed from the bag, unwrapped a cotton swab and dipped it in the medicine, gently supported his cheek with one hand, and squeezed the cotton swab with the other Painted the wound on his face, his eyes were as focused and gentle as when he was drying the phone just now.

Jiang Mingchen stared blankly at Zheng Xuan, unable to recover for a while.

Zheng Xuan painted the wound on his face, tore off a few pieces of bandages to stick them on, and took his hand, continuing to treat the wound on his hand.

Then Zheng Xuan got up, pulled the dining chair aside, squatted in front of Jiang Mingchen, and applied medicine to his legs.

Jiang Mingchen has been watching him silently, forgetting to stop and refuse, and also forgetting many other things.

"Is there any on your back?" Zheng Xuan asked with his head raised after finishing painting the wound on Jiang Mingchen's leg.When I checked in the small clinic just now, I still pulled down the curtain, so Zheng Xuan didn't follow the whole process, and avoided it for a while.

Jiang Mingchen shook his head hesitantly, but then nodded vigorously and urgently, turned around consciously, pulled up his T-shirt, and showed him his back, a bit like a child eager to complain.

Zheng Xuan saw the large bruise on Jiang Mingchen's white back, frowned slightly, and continued to apply medicine to him.

"It's troublesome to reapply after washing off, but it gets better quickly." After applying the medicine, Zheng Xuan said while packing his things, "You can rest in another 5 minutes, I'll go and change the four-piece suit. "

Jiang Mingchen wanted to bury himself in the floor, so he hurriedly stopped him: "It's okay, don't change it."

"That's still not very good," Zheng Xuan said, "Just 5 minutes, it's very fast."

"I..." Jiang Mingchen followed behind him, whispering, "I'm not so troublesome."

"It's not your trouble, it's me," Zheng Xuan laughed, "I'm very troubled."

Jiang Mingchen: "..."