Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

"Qing Yan."

"Huh?" Zhou Qingyan hadn't gotten up yet, he hummed in a deep voice, and when he opened his eyes, Chen Nansong was squatting beside him and staring at him.

"It's breakfast." Chen Nansong called him by his name softly with a smile all over his face.

Zhou Qingyan stood up and held Chen Nansong's head and kissed it on the tip of his nose, "You brought it here? Why did you get up so early."

"I want you to sleep longer." Chen Nansong stood up straight and walked to the table by the window to get chopsticks, "I'm going to work tomorrow, are you happy?"

"Unhappy." Zhou Qingyan hugged him from behind, "Why don't you pick me up after get off work."

"I'll pick it up?" Chen Nansong kept laughing, "Is it dragging a three-wheeled tram to pick you up?" He turned around and sat on the chair and looked up, "Okay, pick you up, and I'll be your driver."

When Zhou Qingyan went to wash up, Chen Nansong pulled open the curtains of the room, and the sunlight instantly filled the whole room, and the tables were glowing. Now he finds everything pleasing to the eye, and he can't wait to drag the suitcase lever to dance a ballroom dance.

He also thought the tree that poked its mouth when the window was opened was cute, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never stopped after he tapped his finger twice.

The two had a quiet breakfast in the room, and the millet porridge was turned into sweet porridge by Chen Nansong.

The boy who used to get up early was lazy today, and they were still brushing their teeth when they knocked on the door with their suitcases.

Chen Nansong slid from the end of the corridor to the end of the corridor with the suitcase, and they slid down a few times before they packed up and went downstairs.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work. You two will be driving today." Chen Bei sat in the back.

"It's the first time I've seen you so stupid. When you ran away from home, you really brought your underwear and didn't bring any ID." Chen Nansong sat in the driver's seat and turned around and said, "I sent an ID card and clothes when I sent things."

"Didn't my dad take it away before I could post it?" Chen Bei muttered, "Chen Nan is also stupid if he is stupid."

"Besides, I don't even think about you." Chen Bei lowered his head and bit the steamed stuffed bun. "Besides, you were worse than me when you came out of the house. You didn't even have underwear."

"What?" Zhou Qingyan turned to look at Chen Bei.

The man held half a bun in his mouth, and turned his head to look at Chen Nansong in a daze, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Shut up if you know." Chen Nansong glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

"You haven't talked about these things yet?" Chen Bei said cautiously, with his head tucked under his collar.

Zhou Qingyan turned his head and stared at Chen Nansong without saying a word. After a few seconds, "Don't worry."

Chen Nansong breathed a sigh of relief.

When the car drove all the way to the rest stop, Chen Nansong got out of the car and bought a bottle of water. He sat in the car and frowned and filled most of the bottle. His head was dizzy and his body was a little hot. He sat on the side and kept fanning his collar.

When Zhou Qingyan came out of the toilet, he happened to meet Chen Nansong leaning his head on the chair, looking in pain.

"What's wrong?" He bent down and moved closer to his face.

"Ah, it's okay." Chen Nansong opened his eyes, "Maybe I have a little fever, just drink some water and it will be fine."

Zhou Qingyan pressed his palm on his forehead, "It's a little hot, I'll go see if there is a pharmacy here."

"It's okay." Chen Nansong tugged at his arm and smiled, "Go back, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Zhou Qingyan paused and sighed, "Okay, I'll drive faster, you lie down for a while."

The speed of the car in the second half of the journey was obviously doubled, and Chen Nansong slept with his head tilted against the window.

Fei Le leaned out half of his body from behind and pawed Chen Nansong's face, "Teacher, what's wrong with my uncle? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's almost here, it's okay, don't worry." Zhou Qingyan said so, looking at Chen Nansong still a little worried.

When the car drove into the community, the two people in the back seat were already dead asleep. Chen Nansong was sweating coldly on his forehead. Zhou Qingyan shook his arms twice after turning off the engine, "Chen Bei."

"Huh?" Chen Bei jumped up from his chair, "What's wrong? We're here!"

"Well, you and Fei Le go back first, and Nan Song can sleep with me first." Zhou Qingyan opened the car door, "Have you brought the key? I'm going to buy medicine, you go in first."

"Okay." When Chen Nansong got out of the car, he almost bumped into the tree next to him.

Chen Bei hugged Fei Le, "Call me if you have something to do, although it probably won't be of much use... Rest early."

Chen Nansong waved his hands twice to agree. When he opened the door, the lock was correct for a long time before he inserted it. After entering the door, he slapped the lamp with his hand. Before he could go to the bedroom, he nestled on the sofa and fell down.

"Fuck, my fucking stomach hurts again." Chen Nansong didn't know where the pain was. He covered his abdomen with his hands and couldn't breathe. He gritted his teeth and inhaled.

"Nan Song?" Zhou Qingyan called him when he came in, but Chen Nansong didn't answer, just curled up on the sofa.

"Where does it hurt?" Zhou Qingyan squatted beside him and pulled him up.

"Hiss, it seems to be the stomach." Chen Nansong pressed his lower abdomen, "It seems to be in the wrong place, I don't know where it is."

"You don't have appendicitis, do you?" Zhou Qingyan carried the man towards the car.

"Huh? Xiao Yan, why are you back again?" The uncle who opened the door poked his head out of the window.

"It's urgent." Zhou Qingyan really didn't have time to chat, so he put the person in the car with his back on his back, and drove all the way to the emergency department of the hospital. Chen Nansong's pain became worse and worse, and he broke out in a cold sweat without saying a word.

There were not many people in the emergency room at night. Several doctors checked and said it was appendicitis, and they pushed people into the operating table. Zhou Qingyan went to pay and sign. He wanted to call Chen Bei at first, but he would definitely bring a With Fei Le.

It's useless to run, it's better to stay at ease, Zhou Qingyan put the phone back again.

The operation time was not long, it took more than an hour to push the patient out, and he would stay in the hospital for another week.

Chen Nansong hasn't woken up yet, he is alone in the double ward.

Zhou Qingyan looked up at his watch. It was three o'clock in the morning. He was sweating all night. He moved a chair by the window and sat down. The phone was turned on and there was still 30% of the battery left.

The person on the bed couldn't wake up for a while, so Zhou Qingyan just curled up on the sofa and slept all night. When the alarm rang in the morning, he opened his eyes suddenly.

On the first day of the working day, I still have to go to work.

"Hello? Chen Bei." Zhou Qingyan made a phone call from the corridor, "Nan Song just finished his appendicitis operation yesterday, I'm going to school later, you come here first..."

"Damn! Just wait for me and go over now!" Chen Bei hung up the phone with a snap.

Zhou Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, at least he has a friend who can take care of others, whether it is reliable or not, at least he should be caring.

The sound of Chen Bei's footsteps wished that the hospital floor would be flattened, and he rushed in with the wind blowing all over his body, his forehead was full of sweat, he was panting heavily and started crying and howling as soon as he entered the door.

"My brother! What's wrong with you? Why is such a good person like this!" Chen Bei cried like a mourner.

Chen Nansong had already woken up, but he was still a little confused. Zhou Qingyan got up when he saw the person coming, bent down and kissed Chen Nansong on the face, "I'll come over after get off work."

"Turn down your voice later." He looked at Chen Bei.

"Okay." Chen Bei nodded obediently.

The serious Zhou Qingyan was quite intimidating, like training a child. When Chen Bei heard this, he stood obediently and almost bent over to say "Go away."

It was almost late for the school. Zhou Qingyan hardly closed his eyes all night, and his dark circles came out. He was uncomfortable wearing yesterday's clothes until today. He entered the school gate and rushed all the way to the office. He took the textbook and entered the classroom. In the morning, my butt didn't touch the stool.

During the lunch break, he drank tea with a cup of water, and called Chen Bei, "How is your side, how is Nansong?"

"It's good, let's have some porridge, wait a minute! I'll make a video for you!" Chen Bei still couldn't get rid of his loud voice.

"Don't play the video!" Chen Nansong spoke a little flutteringly, probably because he wanted to get angry and couldn't express it, his palm blocked the camera, "Don't look at me, I haven't washed my face..."

"It still looks good without washing it." Zhou Qingyan held a teacup and stared at the phone screen with a smile.

"Stop laughing, what time are you coming?" Chen Nansong was finally willing to put down his hands, the phone was held by Chen Bei, shaking it like an epilepsy, "Can you hold it steady?" He glanced at it Chen Bei.

"Hey, I'm working here as a hard worker, and I'm also here as a video stand for you. Is it hard for me?" Chen Bei said.

"I'll be there at six o'clock." Zhou Qingyan said.

"Don't come here, go back and take a shower and rest, I guess you didn't sleep yesterday, it's fine if Chen Bei is here." Chen Nansong added, "I'm in a hurry if you dare to come here."

Zhou Qingyan laughed for a long time, then paused for a minute, "Okay, call me if you need anything."

"I'll call you if it's okay." Chen Nansong laughed a few times over there, "Have you eaten yet? Go and eat, don't waste time."

"Eat." Zhou Qingyan didn't even unpack the sandwich in hand.

The lunch break passed quickly, the bell above his head kept ringing, Chen Nansong yelled to hang up the phone, Zhou Qingyan nodded and agreed, there was still a meeting to be held in the afternoon, he was indeed too tired, he could fall asleep right now.

"Nan Song! I ordered braised pork, do you want to eat it, hey, I won't give it to you!" Chen Bei was swaying beside the hospital bed with that cheap look.

Chen Nansong didn't have enough eyes to stare at him. If it wasn't for the tubes inserted into his body, he would have taken off his shoes and thrown them on his ass.

"Your cheap look hasn't changed at all." Chen Nansong sighed, and lay down a little, "I want to drink water."

"Hey, by the way, when are you going to tell him about your family?" Chen Bei held a cup and poured water into his mouth.

"Let's talk when I'm well." Chen Nansong swallowed a few saliva, "But it doesn't matter whether that poor family talks or not, it's been a long time since we stopped contacting."

"You said it lightly, one day your dad is in a bad mood and rushes over, what should we do?" Chen Bei sat on the chair, "I said you are really a chicken thief. You came out of the closet and endured it until you graduated from college. I didn't kill you, did I?"

"Forget it if you beat me to death, are there still not enough hits?" Chen Nansong took a long breath.

"I said Nansong." Chen Beiwo pulled the hair on the blanket next to him on the sofa, "Don't do stupid things, don't torment yourself, they say that this irritable problem is hard to cure, not to mention you have brought Genetics, but I think you're fine now."

Chen Bei went on to say, "Your teacher Zhou was also very nice, so don't get sick again."

"I don't want to either." Chen Nansong closed his eyes, "I'm sleepy, just call me if you need anything."

"What's the matter?" Chen Bei muttered.