Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

"Whoever dares to deduct my family's salary, I... I will have trouble with anyone."

"Young master, you are already like this, so let's talk less." Doctors don't treat themselves, Zheng Ming thought about taking Ye Minghong back to the clinic.

But the only doctor in the clinic is Ye Minghong, this young master is twitching every time he raises his hands, what else can he do?

The nearest hospital was the one where his mother was hospitalized, so Zheng Ming took Ye Minghong to the hospital with familiarity, and helped describe the condition despite the doctor's suspicious eyes on Ye Minghong's gender.

"He has always had stomach problems and had gastric perforation. He probably ate too spicy today."

"Since you have a bad stomach, why do you want to eat spicy food? How do you become a boyfriend!"

Regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, the doctor regarded Ye Minghong as a girl, and directly caught Zheng Ming and scolded him. Zheng Ming was stunned by the scolding.

"But I'm not his boyfriend, I..." Before he could finish speaking, Ye Minghong, who was sitting on him, shrank into his arms because of the pain.

In order to relieve his pain, Zheng Ming didn't explain anything to the doctor, and stretched out his hand to rub his stomach, "Doctor, don't care if he is my girlfriend, how should he be treated now?"

"Gastritis, you need to hang water to reduce inflammation, and you can't eat spicy food in the future, and you have to eat three meals on time, otherwise you may have gastric perforation."

The doctor looked at Zheng Ming and instructed: "Your girlfriend can't control her mouth, you have to help him control it, otherwise he will suffer a great crime."

"But I can't stop him. He wants to eat on his own and won't listen to others' advice."

"As a man, if you can't control your own woman, how can you be his boyfriend?"

"But I'm not..." Before Zheng Ming could finish his sentence, the doctor immediately dialed the number of the next patient.

He could only stare at the label of Ye Minghong's boyfriend, go to get medicine for someone, and hang water with him. In the end, the man couldn't sit still, and he was afraid that Ye Minghong would have trouble going to the toilet. Take this person to the mother's ward, where you can temporarily rent a bed to hang water with.

"Obviously, who is this girl? She looks really handsome." Yuan Fanghua looked at Ye Minghong who was lying on the bed, and he liked it a hundred times in his heart, "Is it your girlfriend?"

"Mom, you're overthinking, you're just a friend of mine."

Right after Zheng Ming finished speaking, Ye Minghong, who was dazed over there, muttered, "Mingming rub my stomach again, it hurts—"

That whining voice, although a bit rough, really couldn't make people think it was a man, and when the voice came out, all the aunts in the ward looked at Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming was sweating profusely on his forehead. Go, he felt embarrassed, if he didn’t go, he felt that the death rays from the aunts could shoot him to death, so he could only bite the bullet and sit on the side rubbing his belly.

"Hmm... Mingming's hands are so warm, I like them the most..."

Zheng Ming shook his body, then looked up at the aunts in the ward, all staring at him with gossip faces, really couldn't explain clearly.

"Son, when did this happen? Why doesn't Mom know? Are the two of you already in that relationship?" Yuan Fanghua was a little worried, pulled her son aside, and started asking questions, "Isn't Mom and you?" Have you said that? You can’t do that with other girls before you get married.”

"I don't, Mom."

"That's okay, okay." Yuan Fanghua patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Then when are you going to get married? How about selling our old house and buying a big one where you live with Yeye? "

"Then where do you live?" Zheng Ming said, feeling wrong again, "No, Mom, I don't want to marry him, I can't marry him."

"Why can't we get married? He looks so good-looking, and he looks good. Didn't he just say he likes you? Did you tell him that you were hurt?"

"He knows, he is also a doctor, he showed me..."

"Isn't that enough? Is this not married yet?" Yuan Fanghua was anxious for her son, "How old are you, don't get entangled, if you have a good girl, you must hold it in your hands. When the time comes, Mom will still be able to get married." Bring your grandchildren."

Zheng Ming stared at the sky, feeling helpless, "I can't take it, Mom, he can't give birth."

"I can't have a baby..." Yuan Fanghua was stunned for a moment, but thinking that it was rare for his son to bring a girl back, and he took such good care of her, she definitely liked her in her heart.

So he sighed, nodded and said: "If you can't have a baby, you can't have a baby. It's good for the young couple to live a good life, and I can save a little trouble, and can't they be adopted—"

"You are really, really... You have even thought about adoption. How much do you want me to get married?"

"Isn't it because I'm dying and want someone to take care of you?"

"Mom!" Zheng Ming was rushed by his mother.

Yuan Fanghua seemed to know that he had said something wrong, so he quickly slapped his mouth twice, "Look at my mouth, Mom, I just want someone to take care of you. You are a big man, and you have to come here often to take care of you." It will be different for me when I get married, the girl is more thoughtful and can take care of you."

"Mom, he's actually not..."

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will definitely take care of Mingming—" Ye Minghong didn't know when he woke up, and when he heard Yuan Fanghua's words, he immediately answered the call, without giving Zheng Ming a chance to say a few more words.

Zheng Ming looked at him and wanted to say something, but seeing that he was about to get out of bed, he hurriedly stepped forward to hold him down, "Don't move, take a good rest."

"I'm fine, obviously."

Ye Minghong wanted to get up, but Zheng Ming pressed him firmly on the bed, "Rest..."

"Obviously..." Ye Minghong looked at Zheng Ming's serious eyes, and wanted to kiss him again, but Mingming's mother was there, so he couldn't be so unrestrained, he could only pretend to be a lady and bowed his head to guard, but in fact suppressed his inner desire.

With his pretending, Yuan Fanghua liked him even more, stepped forward and grabbed his hand and said, "Yeye, rest well, gastritis is very painful, I just ordered porridge for you, wait for you After drinking porridge here, sleep for a while to nourish your spirit."

"This, could it be... not very good." Ye Minghong glanced at the other people in the ward, and found that they were all old ladies. Is it appropriate for him to sleep with a group of old ladies?

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with it, little girl, there are women here, don't be shy."

"That's right, girl, how old are you this year, and what's your name?"

"I, that..."

"Go, go, go..." Yuan Fanghua pushed everyone aside, "She will be my wife from now on, you are not allowed to think of her."

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..." Ye Minghong blushed, looked at Zheng Ming, who looked unnaturally, and said shyly, "Mingming, have you told your aunt all about us?"

"what?"

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The author says:

Ah... It's very hard today. The betta fish I raised for two months died. The reason is that I accidentally turned up the temperature of the heating rod. It was boiled directly. Today it wants to dance for me before it dies o (╥﹏╥) o, mainly this is my fault.

Then at night I put it in a small box, put its favorite aquatic plants in, found a piece of land, and buried it with my dad...o(╥﹏╥)o