sleep guide

At eight o'clock the next morning, when the doctor came to make the ward rounds, Ning Yiwei was already awake and was sending text messages to Zhou Zirui in high spirits. class.

The attending doctor entered the door first, followed by several small doctors and nurses. Ning Yiwei saw sharply that the sister nurse who wiped his wound last night was also there.

The doctor looked down at the notebook in his hand, and asked Ning Yiwei, "Did the wound open last night?"

Ning Yiwei smiled at the nurse, and quickly replied: "Last night, I turned over too much, and there was a little tear, and there was almost no bleeding. I am normal, and my head is not dizzy at all."

"Really." The doctor came closer and asked Ning Yiwei to hug his knee and carefully examine the wound behind his right ear.

Liang Chong walked in with his secretary, carrying Ning Yiwei's change of clothes in his hand, and happened to hear the conversation between the doctor and Ning Yiwei, and warned Ning Yiwei: "Speak honestly." Then he asked the doctor: " His wound is so big that he bled a lot last night, should he be hospitalized for observation for a few more days?"

The doctor checked it out, asked Ning Yiwei a few questions, prescribed anti-inflammatory medicine, and said conservatively to Liang Chong: "You can live or not. But even if you can't live, you still need to rest."

"Doctor, my campus life is quite quiet," Ning Yiwei interjected, "I major in physics, so I don't need physical labor."

The doctor nodded and said, "Don't use your brain too much."

Ning Yiwei choked for a moment, then excused himself: "What I have learned is only some very basic knowledge."

Liang Chong stood on the side with his arms folded, at first he didn't get involved, but later he saw that Ning Yiwei had such a strong desire to be discharged from the hospital, after the doctor said some precautions for wound care, he finally said mercifully: "Then leave the hospital."

Ning Yiwei happily changed his clothes, and followed Liang Chong out the door, but Liang Chong slapped him because he moved too much.

When they got in the car, the female secretary was still driving. Liang Chong found that Ning Yiwei was playing with his phone while getting in the car, so he reached out and took Ning Yiwei's phone away, pressed it on the back of the seat and fastened his seat belt before returning it to him.

Ning Yiwei has long been accustomed to Liang Chong's dictatorial behavior. After taking back his mobile phone and successfully reporting Zhou Zirui's discharge from the hospital, he skillfully asked Liang Chong: "I have a class at two o'clock in the afternoon, what should I do?" go."

Liang Chong smiled gently at Ning Yiwei, and said, "Do you still want to go to class?"

Ning Yiwei said confidently, "I'm already discharged from the hospital, how can I skip class?"

"You've already been discharged from the hospital today, what else do you want to make trouble for?" Liang Chong said coldly, "Dr. Li said not to use your brain too much and rest at home, you just ignore it."

"Nonsense," Ning Yiwei retorted, "I always walked to the teaching building quietly at school, went upstairs to listen to the lectures quietly, and came down quietly. Besides, the introduction to plasma physics, what kind of brain do I need? I'm not Confucius. Hey, he's going to have brain failure after studying the introductory plasma physics."

The car stopped suddenly, and the seat belt pinched Ning Yiwei's shoulders. Ning Yiwei looked up at the rearview mirror, and met the eyes of the female secretary. The female secretary's eyes were a little weird, but Ning Yiwei Did not care.

Liang Chong looked at Ning Yiwei for a while, then stretched out his hand to pinch Ning Yiwei's left cheek: "You still go to class if you understand."

He squeezed a little hard, and Ning Yiwei couldn't pronounce well, but he still insisted on speaking: "The afternoon class is for Professor Zhu, who I entered the school for interview. He only took the first five classes, and this is the last one. I don't care." If you go to him, you will be very disappointed, he is a middle-aged and elderly man in his 50s, and he is the leader of plasma in China."

Liang Chong was unmoved, as if he was too lazy to entangle with Ning Yiwei, he directly turned on his laptop, started to read the company's new advertising plan, and casually gave Ning Yiwei a suggestion while watching: "Isn't there still Zhou Zirui?" Is it? Ask him to ask you for a leave of absence, and he said that the dancer in the bar was injured, I think the leader can understand."

Ning Yiwei was forced to be speechless by this unreasonable Liang Chong. He looked up and found the female secretary looked at him again, feeling strange in his heart. Turn left at the intersection."

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry." The female secretary came to her senses, immediately apologized to Liang Chong in a low voice, and moved to the left-turn lane.

She had worked in the secretarial department for several years, and was transferred to her current position recently because the former first secretary was dispatched, and she began to get in touch with Liang Chong's private life.Sometimes she would send Liang Chong home in the middle of the night, who was working overtime at the company, or accompany Liang Chong to a different place for negotiations in the early morning.She often feels that Liang Chong is like a robot mixed with human beings. His personality, ability or appearance seem to be made according to the artificial intelligence textbook standards of the next century. He always wears a neat suit, looks calm and reliable, and speaks to anyone They are all gentle and elegant.

It wasn't until seeing Liang Chong's treatment of Ning Yiwei today that she realized that it didn't seem to be the case.

The car was quiet for about 2 minutes, Liang Chong looked at the computer screen, and said to Ning Yiwei, "Why don't you talk?"

Ning Yiwei looked at Liang Chong, and muttered: "I want to go to class." He was a little sad, and sent Zhou Zirui: "Liang Chong won't let me go to school."

"Why?" Zhou Zirui replied quickly without stuttering, and asked Ning Yiwei, "Aren't you discharged from the hospital?"

"Let me rest." Ning Yiwei typed each word aggrievedly.

Zhou Zirui replied: "You come to class quietly, and go back quietly. It's very quiet."

"That's what I said!" Ning Yiwei secretly lamented that Zhou Zirui is indeed his best friend, and his spiritual world is so compatible with him, it's really a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

Before Zhou Zirui could reply, Lu Jiaqin's call came in suddenly. Ning Yiwei paused holding the phone, and pulled Liang Chong's arm.

Liang Chong's eyes finally moved away from the screen, he turned his face sideways, looked at Ning Yiwei, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My mother," Ning Yiwei said, "you have to help me."

After Liang Chong nodded, Ning Yiwei answered the phone and turned on the speaker.

Lu Jiaqin's voice came from the loudspeaker: "Baby, Mom and Dad will come home the day after tomorrow. They will stay for half a day and bring fresh yellow croakers!"

Ning Yiwei didn't speak, but looked at Liang Chong eagerly, Liang Chong pinched Ning Yiwei's face again, then picked up the phone and put it to his ear, turned it off, and said to Lu Jiaqin without changing his face and heartbeat: "Auntie, it's me, Liang Chong." Ning Yiwei couldn't help but nodded following Liang Chong's words.

"Ning Yiwei wrote his thesis last night. He stayed up all night, and he is still sleeping now," Liang Chong's lie came in handy. "His paper is very important. It is due this weekend, and it may not be finished the day after tomorrow." Seeing Ning Yiwei Nodding again, Liang Chong looked at Ning Yiwei with a slight smile in his eyes, he said a few more casual words to Lu Jiaqin, hung up the phone, and asked Ning Yiwei, "How can you thank me?"

Ning Yiwei was not grateful, and sighed to Liang Chong: "How can you be so deceptive."

Liang Chong returned the phone to him with a bad face, Ning Yiwei leaned over again and said to Liang Chong, "I want to go to class."

Ning Yiwei's face was pale and his eyelashes were long. He pursed his lips and looked at Liang Chong intently: "Only two sessions. Not many?"

Liang Chong was stared at by Ning Yiwei for a while, then looked away, looking at the darkened computer screen, he was a little unnatural and awkward: "I have a video meeting in the evening, so I may not be able to pick you up in time. You have had dinner , find a place to sit first."

"I'll take a taxi back." Ning Yiwei said.

"No." Liang Chong touched the touchpad, turned on the computer, still didn't look at Ning Yiwei, just said, "I'll finish as soon as possible, be good."

Ning Yiwei said okay, and moved a little closer, put his hands on Liang Chong's shoulders, and moved his face closer, glanced at the project Liang Chong was looking at, and said a few words to Liang Chong, "Thank you!" ".

Liang Chong's body seemed a little stiff, and he said to Ning Yiwei, "Don't make such big moves." Ning Yiwei had to sit back, but he found himself moved away from Liang Chong's shoulder, and Liang Chong didn't seem very happy very useful.

The hospital is a bit far from Liang Chong's house. Ning Yiwei observed Liang Chong boredly. Liang Chong noticed something, glanced at Ning Yiwei, and asked Ning Yiwei: "What are you looking at?"

Ning Yiwei couldn't help but reached out and touched Liang Chong's chin. The touch of the fingertips was a little rough, and Ning Yiwei couldn't help rubbing it up and down.Ning Yiwei himself has almost no body hair, and his whole body is very smooth. If he hadn't entered college at the age of 16 and never lived in school in this city, he might be laughed at by his adolescent high school classmates.

Liang Chong didn't stop Ning Yiwei, but raised his hand to press the back of Ning Yiwei's hand.Liang Chong's skin color is darker than Ning Yiwei's, and his hands are bigger than Ning Yiwei's.

His fingers stayed on the back of Ning Yiwei's hand for a while, then grabbed Ning Yiwei's palm and pulled Ning Yiwei's hand down.But after pulling it down, he didn't let go.Ning Yiwei didn't break away either.

Liang Chong was leading the person with his right hand, and used the touchpad with his left hand to read the plan, and seemed to be unskilled in scrolling down the page.

In fact, Ning Yiwei didn't know why he had to hold hands, but he felt that Liang Chong liked it very much, and he himself didn't dislike it, it's just that holding hands makes it easy to think wildly.

"Liang Chong." Ning Yiwei said suddenly.

Liang Chong held Ning Yiwei's hand tightly.

"I'll test you," Ning Yiwei said, "Do you know which hormones determine the growth rate of beards in adult males?"

"........."

"I don't know," Ning Yiwei said proudly, "Do you want to know?"

"I just know that Plasma Master will be very disappointed this afternoon if you say anything I don't like to hear."

Ning Yiwei had no choice but to pick up the phone with one hand and continue updating Zhou Zirui's schedule.