The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

Just after seven o'clock in the morning, Lin Ran woke up from the bed again, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, and his stomach still felt a little uncomfortable.

He woke up twice in the middle of the night last night, feeling terrible in his stomach and dizzy in his head. He vomited a few times before finally surviving until morning.

Lin Ran rubbed his stomach with both hands, curled up sideways on the bed for a while, it would make him more comfortable.

Lin Ran didn't sit up from the bed until the tumbling feeling in her stomach subsided.

Although Song Zhixu told him that the villa only needs to be cleaned once a week, he still gets up early to work habitually.

In the past years, if the nanny woke up, if he was still sleeping late, he could not have breakfast in the morning.

Lin Ran can't completely break away from his previous life for a while now. When he wakes up at dawn, he has to work. He has to work obediently so that he can have food.

Lin Ran washed his face with cold water, then got dressed and came out of the room. He went to the bathroom to find a cloth, moved a bench and stood by the French window, raised his arms and began to wipe the glass.

This villa is much bigger than the one he lived in before, so there are many floor-to-ceiling windows, Lin Ran has to clean all the windows.

He still feels a little uncomfortable, and he will be tired after lifting his arms to wipe for a while, so he will take a rest after a while, and then continue to wipe.

Last night, Song Zhixu didn't go to sleep until the early morning to deal with the company's affairs, so it was almost eight o'clock when he woke up in the morning.

The extremely dazzling sunlight in the morning had already shone on his window, the curtains were not closed tightly, and the sunlight came in, leaving a bright spot on his quilt.

Song Zhixu opened his eyes and lay on the bed for a few more minutes before getting up to wash up.

He has never had the habit of staying in bed, he will get up as soon as he wakes up, and he will not waste time in bed.

After packing up, I put on a comfortable home clothes and went downstairs. As soon as I reached the stairs, I saw a small figure stepping on the stool against the light and trying to raise his hand to wipe the glass.

Probably hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Ran's movements paused slightly, and he turned his head slowly.

Because the light was too bright, Song Zhixu couldn't see the expression on Lin Ran's face clearly, and only heard him call out in a sweet voice: "Song Zhixu".

The voice was not loud, and the voice of biting words dragged a touch of soft accent, inexplicably people could hear his happiness.

"Didn't I just say, don't you need to rush to do it?" Song Zhixu frowned slightly as he walked downstairs.

The family didn't need Lin Ran to work, let alone get up early in the morning to clean the windows.

"Song Zhixu, of course...you have to work, and you have food to eat." Lin Ran had stood by the window for too long, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were blurred. A burst of blackening.

He couldn't see Song Zhixu clearly, so he subconsciously wanted to go to Song Zhixu's side, but he forgot that he was still stepping on the stool.

Lin Ran took a step forward, stepped on the ground, and fell down violently.

He exclaimed, and closed his eyes tightly in fright, waiting for himself to fall to the ground, but before he landed, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him over, holding him in his arms.

Song Zhixu heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he walked towards Lin Ran just now, so he was able to catch him in time and prevent him from falling to the ground.

Lin Ran shrank back in fear, and dared to open his eyes after a while, and looked up at Song Zhixu's eyes.

He grinned at the corner of his lips and smiled at Song Zhixu.

"Song Zhixu, but he didn't fall."

Song Zhixu showed some helplessness, the little fool was still smiling at him at this time, he really didn't know how dangerous it was just now.

He picked him up horizontally, walked to the sofa, deliberately used some strength to throw him on the sofa, and said in a deep voice.

"Are you climbing so high and looking for a fall?"

"Hmm..." Lin Ran was already uncomfortable around him, even though he was thrown onto the sofa from a low place by Song Zhixu, it still made him dizzy.

The churning feeling in his stomach came up again, he lay on the sofa for a while, then quickly got up and trot into the bathroom, not long after there was the sound of vomiting.

Song Zhixu was taken aback, and quickly followed.

Lin Ran vomited several times last night, and his stomach was already empty. After vomiting for a while, he could only vomit some yellow gastric juice. The bitterness in his mouth was severe, and tears flowed down from his eyes uncontrollably.

"Of course?" Song Zhixu walked into the bathroom and saw Lin Ran sitting on the ground, his face pale and bloodless.

The already skinny little fool will look like a dilapidated rag doll.

Song Zhixu took out a tissue and wiped his mouth for him, then asked him to rinse his mouth, then bent down to pick him up from the ground and went straight upstairs.

Lin Ran didn't have much flesh on his body, and his height was no more than Song Zhixu's shoulders. Song Zhixu slightly bent one arm, allowing him to sit firmly on it, and he could open Mu Qingting's room with one free hand. Door.

Mu Qingting was still asleep on the bed, the quilt on his body was thrown off, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Song Zhixu standing beside the bed with a gloomy face, and Lin Ran who seemed to have no energy in his arms.

Mu Qingting is used to sleeping naked and doesn't wear pajamas. Now he is wearing a close-fitting boxer briefs. He was startled and immediately pulled the quilt over to cover it up.

"You... what are you two doing, why are you still looking around?" Mu Qingting pouted a little dissatisfied, he hadn't woken up early in the morning, and the quilt was lifted.

He was angry about getting up, if it wasn't for Song Zhixu who was standing by the bed, he wouldn't dare to provoke him, he would be swearing by now.

Song Zhixu would not be in the mood to talk to him, put the person in his arms on the bed, and said in a deep voice.

"Show him, he vomited when he got up in the morning." After thinking for a while, he said again, "I almost fell off the stool just now, did you get scared?"

"Why did you spit out?" Mu Qingting also saw that something was wrong with Lin Ran, and asked Lin Ran, "Spit up something, just this time?"

Lin Ran was not feeling well, and was still sweating. He shook his head slightly, and whispered while leaning on Song Zhixu.

"I also vomited last night, and felt dizzy...but I'm fine, just rub my belly after eating enough."

Mu Qingting thought for a while, took out a piece of white rabbit toffee from his pocket and gave it to Lin Ran to eat, and then said.

"I'm vomiting, go to the hospital, the water will heal quickly."

Song Zhixu left with Lin Ran in his arms again, went to the garage to drive, and said to Mu Qingting, "I'll give you 3 minutes, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Mu Qingting waited for the two to leave, quickly got up from the bed, found some clothes to put on, washed his face in a hurry, and ran downstairs.

Song Zhixu happened to drive the car over from the garage, and Lin Ran curled up on the co-pilot.

After Mu Qingting got into the car, the three of them went to the hospital together.

Mu Qingting works in the hospital, so there is no need to find someone to take Lin Ran to the hospital for an examination. Mu Qingting only said after the examination.

"Hypoglycemia caused by severe malnutrition, coupled with acclimatization to the environment, led to this state. Take him to the ward, and I'll get him medicine and hang him on glucose."

Hearing Mu Qingting's words, Lin Ran raised his head from Song Zhixu's arms and swallowed.

The taste of the white rabbit toffee just now has not dissipated in his mouth.

So do you want to give him candy later?