Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

Qiuren recovered very quickly, and within a week his injuries had fully recovered and he was able to be discharged from the hospital.

The medical technology in the personality society is much more advanced than his original world, but the reason why he was discharged from the hospital so quickly is not only the high medical standard of the hospital, but also the unknown personality in him.

During the hospitalization, Qiuren also thought about whether to have a personality-related examination, but in the end he dismissed the idea. Whether he was sick, hospitalized or had a physical examination, he would only receive examinations from a few fixed doctors in the hospital under the Feng family. , These doctors are all veteran doctors who have worked in Fengjia Hospital for decades.Since junior high school, Dr. Saeki has been in charge of his physical examination. He can't get sick a few times a year. Occasionally, if he has a headache and fever, he will directly call Dr. Saeki to see a doctor. After junior high school, his physical condition has improved. Only he and Dr. Saeki knew about it.

Everyone has their own ideas about the term privacy. For Yu Qiuren, in addition to the conventional things in the eyes of everyone, his personal physical condition is also included in the category of privacy.

During his stay in the hospital, his attending physician would come to his ward to chat with him every now and then. Although the conversations were all innocuous, it might be due to the innate sensitivity of the medical family. I think this young Asakura doctor has other plans.

He wasn't worried that the other party would harm him, he was alone now, and the other party couldn't get anything from him at all, he was just afraid that the other party was a ulterior motive, so taking the opportunity of getting close to him, he actually wanted to Get your hands on another person.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure walked in from the outside. Seeing the two people talking happily in the ward, there was a slight fluctuation in the indifferent eyes.

"Ha, the person who picked you up is here, it seems that I have to say goodbye to you, Qiu Ren, to be honest, I really miss you."

The young doctor stood up after seeing the person coming, and joked with Qiuren on the hospital bed.

Qiu Ren smiled back, "I wanted to say goodbye to you a long time ago."

"It's really merciless, I will be sad."

He put on an aggrieved look on the surface, but his slender peach eyes blinked slyly at Qiuren twice.

After Dr. Asakura left, there were only two people left in the ward, Akito and Hiro.

"Why are you here so early today?"

Qiu Ren looked up at the young man who walked to the bed. Recently, the area has not been very peaceful. The heroes in charge of the surrounding area have to patrol non-stop every day and night. They are usually busy until after nine o'clock in the evening. He ran to the hospital to visit him for a few minutes, and then rushed back to the patrolling location.

Real-time news is broadcast on TV from morning to night, which bank has been robbed, which entrepreneur's son or daughter has been taken hostage, which street has indiscriminate killings, the police and professional heroes I was so busy that I didn't have any time to rest.

Qiuren has seen several scenes of young people on missions on TV. Unlike other heroes who are armed from hair to teeth with a full set of luxurious equipment, his battle uniform is quite simple, similar to what he wore when he was a hero. His battle suit was almost identical, with only a few minor changes in a few not-so-obvious places.

When Hong came to visit him in the past few days, he also came here wearing that simple combat uniform. After visiting Qiuren, he had to return to his post immediately to continue the patrol mission, and he had no spare time for it. change clothes.

But what he is wearing today is not his combat uniform, but a set of the same simple normal uniform, a beige hooded sweater and dark gray jeans, which are obviously very simple casual clothes, but they are very simple on him. It seems that several years have been lost to his age, and now he does not look like the heroic professional hero on TV, but more like a youthful male college student.

"You were discharged from the hospital today."

He looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed and said lightly.

"The discharge procedures have been completed."

"Thanks a lot."

Qiuren knew that he had asked for leave on purpose to pick him up from the hospital, so he couldn't help feeling warm inside.

Qiuren picked up the clean clothes on the bedside table and was about to change out of his hospital gown. Thinking that there was another person in the room, he stopped understanding the buttons and looked up at the young man beside the bed.

The young man standing by the bed was also looking at him, with an extremely calm expression on his face, without any sense of "see no evil".

Qiu Ren blinked, thought for a while and didn't tell him to go out. He is not an outsider, and it's not like he hasn't been "honest with each other" before, so it would be artificial to pretend to be embarrassed now.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ren changed his clothes directly in the ward.

Hong watched those white and slender hands slowly undo the buttons of the hospital gown. When he saw the pair of delicate collarbones under the gown, his throat felt itchy for no reason. Head turned to the other side.

"He called you Qiu Ren."

"Ok?"

As soon as Qiuren buttoned his shirt to the last button, he heard the young man next to him say a nonsense.

"The doctor just now called you Qiuren."

"You mean Doctor Asakura?"

"Ah."

"He is the kind of character who is familiar with himself. He basically calls others by their first names."

Qiuren said casually while tidying up the fine folds on the shirt.

"You have a good relationship with him?"

Hong recalled the scene of the two talking happily when he first came in, and the ambiguous look that the young doctor left Qiu Ren when he left, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Qiu Ren stopped what he was doing, looked at the expressionless young man beside him, and blinked.

"You are not jealous, are you? Jiao Dong."

"..."

Hearing the word "jealous", the young man was silent for a few seconds. After a while, he said muffledly, "I don't want to see you get too close to others."

"Can't you just talk?"

"……no."

Qiu Ren lowered his head and said nothing, thinking that he was upset, and just about to say something to make up for it, he saw him raise his head, with a faint smile in those beautiful black eyes.

"Okay, I won't talk to him anymore."

It seemed that he didn't expect him to answer like this. A trace of astonishment flashed across Hong's face. He seemed to want to say something, and his lips moved a few times, but in the end he still didn't make a sound. Qiu Ren's eyes were slightly drooping, and his slender and thick eyelashes left a shallow silhouette under his eyes.

……

Before the autumn people entered the yard, they smelled a strong fragrance. After a week without taking care of it, the roses in the yard bloomed more and more colorful. Large patches of fiery red spread all over the courtyard unscrupulously. Burning and dyeing the surrounding air, it seems to want everyone to be fascinated by this strong fragrance.

After changing his shoes in the entrance, Qiu Ren went upstairs to his own room, which hadn't been lived in for a week, and a thin layer of dust probably had accumulated there.

For some reason, Hong also followed him upstairs, and when he saw Qiu Ren was about to change the bed sheet and quilt cover, he stood at the door and suddenly made a sound.

"The door of your room is broken, please share a room with me until it is fixed."

When Qiuren heard his voice, he put down the quilt in his hand, looked up and down the partition several times, but found nothing wrong.

"Where is it broken?"

In the next second, he saw the young man at the door raised his hand and knocked a huge hole in the partition.

"It's broken here."

Hong pointed at the big hole he knocked out and said solemnly.

Qiu Ren: ...