Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

Fu family.

Fu Huai parked the car, unbuckled his seat belt, and looked at the young man beside him.

The young man lowered his eyes and turned his face to him. Fu Huai leaned over and helped the young man unbuckle his seat belt.

After untying it, he looked at the young man's expression, stretched out a hand, and tested the temperature of the young man's forehead.

Fu Huai's hand was cold, icy cold, and as soon as it touched the skin, Zhuo Xi couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh.

Then, he moved his head and gently rubbed against the man's palm.

The hot skin and the scattered hair on his forehead touched Fu Huai's palm, and the man paused slightly.

"Got home."

"..." Fu Hongcai's eyes widened, seeing Zhuoxi being carried in by Fu Huai all the way like an object, his whole body froze.

Isn't...is his son so strong?

He wondered, but he soon gave up on this, and he and Su Qiyun followed Fu Huai into the stepson's room.

Su Qiyun lifted the quilt, and Fu Huai put the person in his arms on the bed.

"Doctor Ke, come and take a look!" Fu Hongcai turned his head and said to a gentle and elegant young man who followed them into the room just now.

The man was carrying a medicine box and was wearing simple clothes.He walked forward with a smile, and took Zhuoxi's temperature with an electronic thermometer.

Then, under the eyes of several people, he took out a disposable syringe and medicine from the medicine box, "It's a high fever, and it needs to be reduced urgently. First, take a fever-reducing injection."

"Qi Qi, how do you feel now?" Su Qiyun sat on the side of the bed, stroked the forehead of the young man on the bed, her eyes were full of pity: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Zhuo Xi shook her head: "...not bad."

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be exposed to the rain, but is this a blessing in disguise now?Inadvertently, he had further contact with Fu Huai.

Ke Yuan smiled and said, "Young Master, please stretch out your arms."

Zhuo Xi lay on the bed and moved his arms out. Su Qiyun was about to help him roll up his sleeves, but Fu Huai said:

"Let me do it."

Su Qiyun thought about it, yes, even though he is his own son, he is an adult after all, so it is not convenient to do it by himself, let Fu Huai, who is the older brother, do it.

They are all men, and there is nothing to avoid suspicion.

Fu Huai sat on the side of the bed, intending to roll up the sleeves of the young man on the bed, but found that the sleeves were a bit tight and he couldn't go up.

"Just take off your shirt for your brother." Fu Hongcai embraced Su Qiyun, and said to Fu Huai, "I'll leave this to you. Auntie Su and I will go out and wait."

Fu Huai was silent for a second: "...um."

Take off your shirt?

He looked up at Ke Yuan who was standing aside waiting for the injection, with some deep meaning in his eyes.

Ke Yuan understood in seconds, he turned his back and said, "Master Fu, no, Mr. Fu~ I won't watch it, young master, this rich body, I can't wait to see it."

It's pretty self-aware.

Fu Huai was noncommittal.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the person in the bed again.

The young man looked at him with half-closed eyes, as if he heard their conversation, and slowly raised his arms towards him.

It seemed to be a gesture begging for a hug, and it seemed to ask Fu Huai to help him up.

The situation is very urgent now, Fu Huai has no choice but to stretch out his hand to support the young man, let his upper body lie on his body, and then roll up the young man's jacket from his waist and take it off.

"Okay." The man's deep voice sounded in the room, Ke Yuan turned back, and he saw a young man who was tightly wrapped by Fu Huai in a quilt, only his head and a bare arm were exposed.

"..." A trace of surprise flashed in Ke Yuan's eyes, and he smiled: "OK, that's fine."

Immediately, I used a cotton swab to sterilize the site to be injected, and injected the needle.

Zhuoxi leaned against Fu Huai through the quilt, smelling the faint woody perfume on the man, feeling a little sleepy.

But after the injection, Fu Huai helped him put his shirt back on, and then he lay back under the blanket.

While packing up the medicine box, Ke Yuan glanced at the man who was helping the young man tuck the quilt on the bed.

"I'll go out and prescribe medicine, and tell Fu Donghe his wife by the way."

Fu Huai: "Yes."

"Master Fu, you come out too." Ke Yuan smiled and said, "I have something to tell you."

in the living room.

"These are the prescribed medicines, just take them on time every day. After the fever-reducing injection, the effect will be faster. However, after the fever subsides, the young master may still be a little weak, because he injured his head before, and his body immunity is a little bit weak. decline."

"Let me see..." Su Qiyun looked over the medicines and remembered the time to take them, "Thank you, Doctor Xiao Ke, it's midnight, thank you for your hard work."

"No hard work, no hard work, as a doctor, you should." Ke Yuan showed a gentle smile.

"Then nothing will happen, just remember to take the medicine on time. The fever should be mostly gone by tomorrow morning, so don't worry too much."

Fu Hongcai: "Good Doctor Ke, go slowly!"

Ke Yuan picked up the medicine box and coughed, then looked at Fu Huai again: "Okay, then I'll go first."

"I'll see him off." Fu Huai said to the two elders.

Fu Hong waved his hand: "Go, let's go and see Qi Qi."

"He's asleep." Fu Huai stopped him, "It's best not to."

"Is that so..." Fu Hong was a little helpless, "Okay, then don't bother him, let him have a good sleep."

"I'll go to the kitchen and cook some ginger syrup and porridge for Qi Qi." Su Qiyun said.

Fu Huai turned around and walked out of the house with Ke Yuan.

Ke Yuan's car was parked outside the villa. He walked to his car, put the medicine box on the front of the car, and looked at the man behind him.

There were a few street lights outside the villa, so it wasn't dark. Ke Yuan could see the man's face clearly, calm and calm.

He smiled slightly and said, "Master Fu, have you noticed something?"

Fu Huai met his eyes, and said calmly, "What is it?"

Ke Yuan said with interest: "As your psychiatrist, my intuition tells me that you seem to care a little too much about your younger brother."

Fu Huai: "..."

"Besides, you should know it yourself." Ke Yuan said again, "It seems that Master Fu seems to like this younger brother a lot?"

Fu Huai paused, "Maybe."

"It's strange. I never heard you mention him during the previous counseling sessions." Ke Yuan said, "To be honest, it was a little sudden."

Fu Huai suddenly said: "When I'm by his side, I can fall asleep quickly."

Ke Yuan was taken aback.

"Huh?" After he was stunned, the interest on his face became more intense, as if he had discovered something very interesting.

"Is that so? That's really something to be happy about. How long have you been sick? If someone can help you get out of it, it seems like a big turning point..."

"But I still don't know why I got this disease." Fu Huai said.

"Didn't you tell me?" Ke Yuan thought for a while, "At that time you said that from the moment you could feel emotions, you felt empty in your heart, as if something was missing. I think maybe there is something really missing, That's why you have this disease, just to wait for someone to fill the gap in your heart."

Fu Huai: "Psychiatrist, do you speak so literaryly?"

"Haha, maybe." Ke Yuan smiled, "Okay, I'll go back first, since that younger brother is so important to you, then you have to take good care of him, Young Master Fu."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and waved to the man, "Goodbye."

Seeing Ke Yuan's car disappear from sight, Fu Huai lowered his eyes.

Is it important...?

When he returned home, Father Fu came to meet him, "Son, I worked hard on you tonight, go back to sleep, you are tired too."

As he spoke, he patted Fu Huai on the shoulder and went back to the room.

It was already past four o'clock in the morning, and it would be dawn in two or three hours. The old people couldn't stand it anymore, and their eyelids kept fighting.

Su Qiyun also went back to her room after cooking ginger syrup and porridge. The porridge is cooked in a rice cooker, just press it twice, and it will automatically keep warm when it is cooked.

Fu Huai also went back to the room.

However, he still did not fall asleep.

The senses unconsciously paid attention to the movement of the room separated by a wall. The young man seemed a little uncomfortable just now, and his voice was also hoarse.

After a while, Fu Huai heard several coughs from the next room.

"..." Fu Huai got up from the bed and went outside the young man's room.

He opened the door with almost no sound, and saw the young man on the bed reaching out from under the quilt, trying to get the water glass on the bedside table.

The man strode over, picked up the water glass, and handed it to the young man.

The young man was half leaning on the bed, and when he saw him, he was startled, as if he didn't expect him to come.

"Brother, don't you sleep?"

"Slept for a while." Fu Huai said, "Drink the water first."

Zhuoxi obediently held the water glass and took a few sips.

Throat is very dry, uncomfortable without drinking water, want to cough.

"When I got up, I took the medicine." Fu Huai continued, went outside to bring in the medicine, and refilled the cup with water.

Being taken care of by the other party, Zhuo Xi felt a soft place in his heart, and it was indeed the person he was familiar with.

Fu Huai remembered the dosage and frequency of taking the medicine very clearly, broke out the pill and put it in Zhuoxi's palm, watching him send it down with water.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

Zhuo Xi: "I don't want to eat...I want to take a bath, my body is sweating."

It's a bit sticky, and he doesn't feel very comfortable, besides, he's also a bit of a clean freak, so it's too uncomfortable if he's sweating and can't take a shower.

Fu Huai: "You can't take a bath now."

To reduce fever is to cover sweating, and taking a bath may aggravate the condition.

What's more, the young man's fever has not subsided at this moment, so he can't wash it at all.

Zhuo Xi looked at him, "But...it's uncomfortable, my body is very sticky."

Fu Huai could understand this feeling, and it was indeed uncomfortable.

He thought for a while, and finally decided to take a compromise.

He went to the bathroom to get a basin of water, took a youth towel, and returned to the bed.

Zhuoxi looked at him and blinked.

"Close your eyes." Fu Huai said in a deep voice.

The sight of the young man made his heart tremble.

It seems that the next step is suddenly unable to continue.

The man didn't move until the young man obediently closed his eyes.

The towel wet with warm water touched the skin of the neck, and Zhuoxi subconsciously raised her neck comfortably, like an obedient cat.

Fu Huai's palm holding the towel was slightly stiff.

But he could only choose to continue.

He used a towel to wipe the young man's exposed parts, including his neck, arms, and palms.

Then, the man seemed to be in a slight hesitation.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, he saw the young man leaning against the bed, actively reaching out to pull up his shirt.

Pulling it to the position above the chest, Zhuo Xi closed her eyes and said, "Well... and here."

Fu Huai: ...

He might really be a little confused from the fever, and his consciousness at the moment should also be confused.

Otherwise, how could such a move be made.

013, who witnessed everything, said: Damn, then you are too naive, even if his host has a fever, it doesn't affect his fuss!