Professional dismantling

Zhao Yao stood aside and waited for a while, Qin Yin had maintained this posture for several minutes, Zhao Yao felt that he might not remember and fell asleep directly.

He took two steps forward and tugged at his shoulder, Qin Yin didn't react much, but opened his eyelids, "I'm very dizzy, don't make trouble."

"Fuck, who would want to make trouble with you?" He turned Qin Yin over and put it on the pillow, then pulled the quilt over him, "I'll call you Jiaoqing some kind of 188 little princess, do you have a thermometer?"

Qin Yin glanced at him with half-opened eyelids, and smiled at him with dry lips, raised his finger and pointed to a row of small drawers under the phone on the opposite wall.

Zhao Yao clicked his tongue, pulled a piece of paper from the small table next to him and stuffed it into his hand, "Stop laughing, your mouth is bleeding."

Zhao Yao took out the thermometer and looked at it. It turned out to be the old-fashioned mercury one. Rich people should use the gun-like thermometer. It is convenient, quick and trouble-free. It's also quite easy, so he only enjoyed that treatment when he was quarantined with the school when he was in school.

He shook it vigorously and handed it to Qin Yin, "Pinch it."

Qin Yin raised his arm and frowned, "It's boring."

Zhao Yao sighed, reached out and unbuttoned two of his pajamas, "My hands are not very warm, bear with it."

When Zhao Yao pinched the thermometer and stretched it in from his clothes, Qin Yin shrank reflexively after the back of his hand touched Qin Yin's scorching skin. took one.

Qin Yin grinned again, "You might as well take me off, anyway, there are only five buttons on this dress."

Zhao Yao lowered his head and glared at him, "It's tight."

Qin Yin nodded obediently, Zhao Yao glanced at him and frowned, took out his mobile phone and walked out, Qin Yin stopped the smile on his face, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Yao pointed to the phone, "I'm not the boss, if I don't go to work or ask for leave, my wages will be deducted."

Qin Yin's smile, which had just been put away, floated up again, and he reached out and raised his other arm to touch his hot forehead, and the corners of his dull eyes were also bent.

President Qin is very satisfied with this disease.

Zhao Yao called Zhou Jin to ask for leave, saying that he was dying of a cold and fever, Zhou Jin asked him to recuperate well, and went to her office to find her when he recovered.

He didn't intend to ask for leave at first, but when he thought about how Qin Yin took care of him in the hospital without any distaste when he was in the hospital, he felt that he was left alone at home like this.

No, there is also Aunt Liu, but the nature is different. He feels that he would be too ungrateful in that case.

Yes, so ungrateful.

After Zhao Yao made the phone call, he went downstairs to find Aunt Liu, took the milk he had just told him to warm up in his hand, and asked her to call the family doctor.

When Aunt Liu heard the anxious look on her face, she rushed to make a phone call as if her son was sick.

Zhao Yao re-entered Qin Yin's room with the milk, "You definitely won't be able to eat anything right now, drink this..." He handed the milk to him, "Let me see the thermometer."

At 39 degrees eight, Zhao Yao took it under the light and checked it again, looking back at Qin Yin, "You're not confused..." He stretched out two fingers and made a gesture, "What is this?"

Qin Yin took a sip of milk and looked at him, feeling a little dizzy, and if the heat of his eyes felt a little higher, he could practice sharp eyes by the way.

But he still smiled at Zhao Yao, who was posing like this idiot, "The fingers of the idiot..." After finishing speaking, he added, "Two."

"Damn!" Zhao Yao put away his index finger and gave him a middle finger, "I think it's a wrong decision for me to ask for leave and stay home."

Qin Yin took another sip of milk, and just after drinking it, he felt his stomach churning. He frowned and his whole face was distorted, and it took him a long time to suppress the discomfort.

Zhao Yao hurriedly walked over, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

Qin Yin waved his hand at him slowly, "I can't drink this anymore, I feel like throwing up after drinking it."

Zhao Yao took the cup and put it on the small table, "Then don't drink, you will have to stay in bed for at least a few days."

After finishing speaking, he was happy again, "Don't you like pretending to be a fork, it's not used to lying here like a Lin Daiyu now."

Qin Yin was not very satisfied with his evaluation of himself, "Pretending to be a fork?"

"Yeah..." Zhao Yao said, "Especially when I saw you for the first time, I had a face..." Zhao Yao's expression changed, and he stopped talking abruptly.

Qin Yin raised his eyes to look at him, with a tired and flushed expression, Zhao Yao almost aroused the fatherly love that had never existed in his body.

"What's on your face?" Qin Yin asked.

Zhao Yao twitched the corner of his mouth, he wanted to say with a scar on his face, but luckily he stopped in time, he didn't forget that in Qin Yin's eyes he was still a crippled young man who had lost part of his memory, no, young man.

"What the hell, I won't tell you..." Zhao Yao said proudly, "In short, you are doing well now, keep it up."

Qin Yin looked at him and said nothing, Zhao Yao touched his nose, and he also felt that his answer could not fool even a three-year-old child.

He stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, but when he looked up, he saw that Qin Yin's chest was open, and the three buttons were unbuttoned by him. Qin Yin was not white, but a very healthy wheat color, and the pajamas were half covered. It was open, and from his angle, he could clearly see the protrusion from the collarbone all the way down to the abdomen.

Although the pajamas covered part of it, Zhao Yao was still shocked by the looming abdominal muscles and half-open chest muscles. Let me go, this guy not only has a pair of charming long legs, but also has a good figure that makes people jealous.

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind, should I pretend to help him buckle it up again and touch a couple of hands to enjoy it?

Zhao Yao didn't have this thought in his head for a second before he threw it out forcefully.

Zhao Yao, are you fucking sick?Still insane, no matter how she can get mad at Qin Yin!

Although he desperately wanted to carry out that second thought, but when this good figure was named Qin Yin, that kind of thought was completely replaced by the jealous heart that surged in his heart. A feeling that I may have been assimilated by Zhao Yao in the book.

That strong jealousy grew and sprouted wantonly in his heart, how could he have the long legs he likes and also have the good figure he always wanted but never achieved!The key is that he can't see or touch it blatantly.

Why not make people jealous!

It's just that the sky is angry and people blame the heavens. It is unforgivable and deserves to fall ill...

Zhao Yao cursed viciously for a while, then reached out and pulled the quilt to cover him, sniffing awkwardly, "Go to sleep first, I'll see if the doctor is here."

To Zhao Yao's surprise, the family doctor turned out to be a young man about Qin Yin's age. He wore a pair of Fang Anhe presbyopic glasses. His skin was as white as a vampire's. When looking at people, the tails of his eyes drooped slightly. Giving people a contemptuous attitude that all things in the world are respected by me, which makes Zhao Yao very uncomfortable.

He was obviously taken aback when he saw Zhao Yao, "Are you at home?"

Zhao Yao: Know me!

Aunt Liu was probably about to go out with the food basket in her hand. When she saw the man with glasses, she said, "Dr. Li, you are here. The young master is in the bedroom."

The bespectacled man surnamed Li nodded to Aunt Liu, glanced at Zhao Yao, passed him and went upstairs directly, not as if he was coming to see a doctor, but as if he was going back to his own home.

has a problem!

Zhao Yao followed him and pushed the door in. Dr. Li was taken aback when he saw Zhao Yao at the door, and frowned, as if he thought Zhao Yao shouldn't be here.

This family doctor doesn't like him, this is Zhao Yao's first reaction.The second reaction was that he didn't like this Dr. Li either.

Zhao Yao was very uncomfortable looking at that obviously disgusting and puzzled look, if he hadn't thought of Qin Yin's care for him before, he would have turned his head and left a long time ago.

Qin Yin woke up when Dr. Li opened the door and came in. He wasn't asleep at all, his head was almost boiling like a pot of boiling water. Before Zhao Yao woke him up, although he was asleep, he was still quite sleepy. It was uncomfortable, but after all, the feeling was not particularly obvious when he fell asleep. Later, when he woke up, the discomfort shifted from the dream to the reality, so uncomfortable that he didn't even twitch his brows.

"Shaolin is here." Qin Yin called out to the man with glasses in a hoarse voice, and Zhao Yao combined with Aunt Liu's name for him and got a full name, Li Shaolin.

Shaolin?I'm still Wudang!

It's very hypocritical to hear it.

"Have you checked your temperature? Why is it so burned?" Li Shaolin frowned at him, "Aren't you always in good health?"

Qin Yin pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I've measured it, Zhao Yao measured it, and said it's 38 degrees nine."

After Li Shaolin heard Qin Yin's words, the word "surprise" appeared on Li Shaolin's face instead, it was unbelievable.

He turned his face and glanced at Zhao Yao who hadn't moved forward at the door, "Are you sure you don't have a fever, he took your temperature?"

Although Zhao Yao was standing at the door, this Li Shaolin's voice was not low, almost yelling, he was a little unhappy, "Hey, I wonder if you are sick, why can't I take his temperature? ? Which law or regulation is it written in or something?”

It's really irritating, not only does this person look uncomfortable, but his words are also extremely annoying.

The expression on Li Shaolin's face changed, and when he was about to speak, Qin Yin's hand stretched out from under the quilt to grab him, "It's better to hang the water, I don't want to take medicine." After saying this, he turned to Zhao Yao at the door. Said: "Pour me a cup of hot water, I'm so thirsty."

Zhao Yao gave Li Shaolin a middle finger, slammed the door and went downstairs.

Li Shaolin: "Has he changed his gender or lost his memory?"

Qin Yin sighed and didn't want to explain too much, but he didn't say anything that Li Shaolin would definitely ask again, so he could only say: "I lost my memory..."

After seeing Li Shaolin's skeptical expression, he added: "I was just discharged from the hospital in a car accident a few days ago. The doctor said that I have a temporary selective amnesia, and I will remember it after a while."

Li Shaolin opened his mouth, and shook his head after a while, "It's like filming an idol drama."

Zhao Yao went around the kitchen and only found a kettle. After touching the water, it was only slightly hot. He thought for a while and turned on the fire to boil a pot. When he went upstairs with a cup of steaming boiling water , Qin Yin has already hung water on his hand.