In a certain ward of Ninghe Hospital, the temperature of the air conditioner may be adjusted too low. It is obviously midsummer, but the low air pressure released by the two people in the ward all the time only makes people feel cold.

Zhong Jiajing sat on the bed, even though he didn't make any movements, he often made the sound of "wheezing and wheezing" in his throat. The pain like maggots in the tarsal bones in his internal organs made this old professor who had never been defeated in his life couldn't help it. Show pained expression.

He grasped the sheets under his hands, and asked to himself: "Xiaoyu, why hasn't Xiaoyu come to me once?"

Thinking of the scene when Jiang Yu came over a few days ago, Zhong Mo snorted, his eyes covered by glasses were full of disdain, "You thought it was still your era, you stuck Lin Xun alone, and there was no one else Can you take him?"

As his father, he wanted to use his postgraduate qualifications in exchange for Jiang Yu's negotiations, but if his son was really stumped by such a problem, there was no need for him to recognize his ancestors and return to his family. The Zhong family never needed waste.

The old professor was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look at his own son, with tears in his swollen eyes, "It is impossible for our Zhong family's child to take the surname of an outsider before I die."

Zhong Mo couldn't help sneering, wondering why you didn't think of this when you forced a four or five-year-old child to recite "The Origin of Medicine", leaving various scars on his body and forcing his mother to flee in a hurry.

Even though he thought so in his heart, he didn't take part in those things, so he didn't break it cruelly, and didn't tear off the last fig leaf.

He knew in his bones that he was a jerk, but his old man was also a jerk, and he admitted that the old bastard gave birth to a young bastard.

But Jiang Yu was not a child brought up by the Zhong family after all. A face that had become somewhat blurred appeared in Zhong Mo's mind. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and said, "Zhong Yu is different from us. He is a good boy." .”

Zhong Jiajing looked up at his son beside the bed, wondering what he meant by that.

Zhong Mo went on to say: "No matter how much he hates you, you are his grandfather and my mother after all, and my mother took good care of their mother and child back then."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Jiajing understood immediately. Even though he knew that he had secretly instigated Lin Xun, Xiao Yu was still willing to come to the ward to take a look at this grandfather who was about to die, which showed that he still had blood and blood in his mind.And his wife was also the one who loved Xiao Yu the most.

Thinking of this, Zhong Jiajing coughed excitedly, "Then quickly bring your mother over and let Xiao Yu meet his grandmother."

"My mom didn't recover from the fall last time." Zhong Mo reminded with a frown, saying that it was a fall, but it was also caused by the jerk father in front of him pushing someone down when he was angry.

Zhong Jiajing actually laughed and said, "That's not right, Ninghe is a big hospital, let her turn around."

"Let her come and watch you die?" Zhong Mo, who had been unhappy all this time, roared, but seeing that bastard old man frown, he suppressed his anger again, endured the irritability in his heart, and said, "At least you have to wait for me Mom has recovered from the injury, and you won't die in just a few days."

……

Jiang Yu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, brushed his half-dried hair casually, and saw the notification message on his phone.

The room is ready again, waiting for you.

Seeing this kind of news again, I didn't feel any fluctuations in my heart at all. Since the last time I got the head together, I would be dragged over to discuss with the three sparrow gods almost every night when I went home together.

After a few days of training, he was gradually able to play a few hands when being fed cards, so that he would not lose too badly in the end, which was a good improvement.

And tomorrow happened to be a rest day, Jiang Ningchuan played cards without restraint, and when Jiang Yu was yawning, he didn't have any plans to rest.

Jiang Yu hit a three of a kind, Jiang Ningchuan touched the card, and then he drew a kong to blossom, and the three families paid.

Amidst the voices of condemnation, Jiang Yu yawned a lot, thinking about whether he should mention the matter of sleeping with the teacher, but before it was his turn to speak, the other two sparrow gods seemed to be having a fight.

The chat channel is full of accusations against the Sparrow God of Liaocheng.

-Nandu Sparrow God: Jiang Ningchuan, you are endless, I still have to catch a plane in the afternoon;

- Sparrow God of Liaocheng: The last one?

-Nanyi Sparrow God: Director, don't talk to him, go to sleep, go to sleep;

- Nandu Sparrow God: I will return to China tomorrow, and Xiao Chuan will come to my house for dinner at night;

- Southern Medical Sparrow God: What about me?

-Nandu Sparrow God: Come here;

After playing mahjong for a few days, Jiang Yu often joked with these people, and when he saw what the Sparrow God of Southern Medicine said, he followed suit cheaply.

-Jiang Yu: What about me?

Sparrow God of Nandu, who was far overseas, was stunned when he saw the news, and quickly reviewed in his mind what Jiang Ningchuan said when he introduced the kid, and laughed in front of the computer.

-Nandu Sparrow God: Children, come tomorrow with Jiang Ningchuan, you must come——

Jiang Yu: I was just joking, don't take it seriously, brother.

Jiang Ningchuan: Are you serious? Director Lu.

Speaking of Director Lu, after introducing a blind date to Jiang Ningchuan that day, he and his wife took a plane to the country where his daughter lives. They stayed for half a month. When they were bored abroad, they played mahjong online. Also Nandu Sparrow God.

The little intern could play his cards for a few days, and his title, Sparrow God, made him cry.

However, Jiang Ningchuan felt that Jiang Yu went to his house for dinner, which was quite unreliable.

After exiting the room, Jiang Ningchuan went to poke Director Lu's WeChat privately.

-Are you sure children can still eat when they come to your house?

After seeing the news, Director Lu turned on the camera to take a picture, and after confirming that he was young and handsome, he opened WeChat and replied——

- I have dinner;

It's not enough to say it, and then say——

-I am just waiting to see how my grandson feels, can you understand;

Jiang Ningchuan rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that I am in the prime of life now, and I don't have the inner experience of your age at all.

After exiting the chat interface and receiving a message from Jiang Yu, the little intern asked how to euphemistically say that he was joking just now, so that Nandu Queshen should not take it seriously.

Jiang Ningchuan casually sent "Go, son". Seeing that his thoughtless post felt very inappropriate, he immediately withdrew it and sent a voice message.

"Just go, eat him down."

Jiang Yu was still immersed in the shock of the withdrawn news, and subconsciously replied "Okay" when he heard the voice, and couldn't help but think about the "Go, son".

Did Mr. Jiang have a son, or did he say something strange to himself?

The cranky classmate Jiang Yu didn't sleep well all night. For a while, he dreamed of a little boy hugging Jiang Ningchuan's thigh and calling "Dad, Dad", and for a while he dreamed that Jiang Ningchuan put his shoulders on his shoulders and called "Son, son". Really going crazy.

When I go to school tomorrow, I will recognize a bunch of "son, dad" and so on, why should I care so much now.

"what--"

When he was washing in the morning, looking at himself in the mirror with sleepy eyes, Jiang Yu couldn't help but let out a wail.

Not long after receiving the news from Jiang Ningchuan, Jiang Yu heard a knock on the door, and when he opened the door, his eyes lighted up.

The teacher Jiang in front of me is completely different from usual. The casual white shirt looks noble and lazy, the well-trimmed trousers perfectly outline the shape of the legs, and the straight long legs are completely exposed, exuding charm without any concealment.

Rao is used to getting along with this kind of people who are excellent in all aspects, but when he first saw Mr. Jiang like this, Jiang Yu still lost his mind for a moment.

He murmured, "It's over."

Seemingly satisfied with the little intern's reaction, Jiang Ningchuan asked with a smile in his eyes, "Why?"

"I'm going to bring out my best outfit." Otherwise, it's too bad.

"No need, this is fine." Jiang Ningchuan gave the little intern a look, but in fact it was not to the point of "it's over".

Similar styles of white shirt and trousers, Jiang Ningchuan is lazy and luxurious, Jiang Yu is young and energetic, just like...

The knowledgeable and talented Teacher Jiang made the decision and said, "Let's wear parent-child clothes!"

Jiang Ningchuan was driving with peace of mind. He was praised by the little intern just now, and he had a very obvious smile on his face.

Jiang Yu, the co-driver, felt restless, and after a long time of twitching, he asked, "Are we really going to Director Lu's house?"

When Jiang Ningchuan went to the supermarket to pick out gifts just now, he finally revealed the identity of the God of Nandu Que, but he didn't expect that it was Director Lu who was well-known both in school and in the hospital.

Staying up late to play mahjong with Director Lu is no different from being caught by the teacher while secretly playing with your mobile phone in high school, but now you have to go to Director Lu's house for dinner, and you just feel that life is boring for a while.

"You've asked this question five times." Jiang Ningchuan felt annoyed, wishing he could throw the little intern out of the car.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu sighed "Oops" and then shut up, narrowly avoiding the tragic experience of being thrown out of the car.

There has been a yellow warning for high temperature in recent days, so even though it is already evening, the air outside is still scorching hot, and the bloody setting sun reflects on the tall buildings not far away, giving people a strange beauty when the flames are burning.

Jiang Yu leaned against the car window, and the air outside the window was distorted by the heat wave, as if it had gained substance.

"What are you looking at, get out of the car." Jiang Ningchuan got out of the car first, and the heat from the pavement made him almost breathless, and the fluff all over his body instantly rose to adjust the excessive temperature difference inside and outside the car.

As soon as Jiang Yu opened the car door, he regretted it again. Now he just wants to go home and lie in bed with the air conditioner on.

But, it's all here.

Jiang Yu could only sigh silently, and together with Jiang Ningchuan took out calcium tablets for the elderly and milk powder for preventing osteoporosis from the trunk, and walked to the apartment building not far away.

About Director Lu, Jiang Yu only knew a little from Yutang, and knew that he was an approachable little old man.

Although there are the words "approachable" as psychological comfort, Jiang Yu still feels nervous for no reason. It would be fine if they meet in the hospital, but he has never understood this kind of activity similar to a family gathering, and he is not very good at it.

So Jiang Yu gradually filled his footsteps. From the beginning, he walked side by side with Jiang Ningchuan and followed him. In the end, when the two of them were separated by a long distance, Jiang Ningchuan turned his head unbearably, and shouted:

"What are you dawdling about?"

Jiang Yu raised his head, pretended to be begging, and shouted, "Teacher Jiang..."

Jiang Ningchuan naturally knew what he wanted to say, smiled slightly, and said, "You are past the age of acting like a baby, little gentleman."

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