Anseong, Yujia Manor.

"You're not responsible for your own body! Come a little later, and you can play mahjong with Lord Yama! Raising his voice to reprimand, the family doctor gave silent infusions and scolded him harshly.

"Young man, think you are like an ox, and the wind blows and falls."

"If you are sick, you are guaranteed to have an accident."

Silence leaned back on the bed, not saying a word.

But the mountain next to him was in a hurry, and pulled the doctor's sleeve: "Doctor, in addition to infusion, injection, and medicine, what else do you need to pay attention to in diet?" ”

The doctor invited by Yu Dongchen, who was old and had a good temper, turned his head to look Mr. Shan up and down when he heard Mr. Shan's words, and suddenly asked, "The patient is your friend?" ”

Mr. Shan's eyes moved quietly, looked at the silence, and nodded: "He, he is my most important friend." ”

The doctor glared at him, "How did you behave as a friend?" It took so long to come back for treatment, and I didn't care about your friends, and I was so disappointed to have a friend like you! ”

Mr. Shan's heart seemed to have been poked twice by a knife, thinking of sleeping on the sofa in silence covered with a thin blanket last night, he felt very guilty, and he didn't dare to refute it, and obediently accepted the criticism.

Probably Silent looked like his future son-in-law, and the doctor nagged and told him a lot.

Mr. Shan sat on the small bench, pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and kept in mind the precautions for diet and medication.

At the end, the doctor packed up the medicine box and pretended to ask casually: "My daughter is studying at Anseong University, she is beautiful and has a good temper - this little brother, I see that you look good, I don't know if there is a partner?" ”

Before he could answer, Mr. Shan rushed over: "Uncle doctor, Yu Dongchen's foot is broken, you go and help him treat." If his feet are crippled, he will have to take care of him for the rest of his life. ”

Mr. Shan pushed the doctor out of the door as he spoke, and the doctor still wanted to pull the red line, but Mr. Shan had closed the door in a friendly manner and almost caught the doctor's nose.

The doctor frowned: Young people nowadays, it's really rude.

Mr. Shan returned to the bedroom, lifted his eyelids, and looked at the silence that was still infusion.

His face was still pale, and he looked sick, and the high fever made his cold face even more gloomy. Even if he is a genius god, he will get sick, but his deep eyes are still clear, and he has been looking at Mr. Shan.

Mr. Shan's face sank, walked over in three steps and two steps, and randomly stuffed the silence into the futon, and said, "Lie down well, something to call me." I have a fever of 39 degrees, and I'm still holding on. ”

It was rare to be silent and sick, and Mr. Shan decided to let go of the little pimple in his heart, forget his doll kiss, and prepare to take care of him once.

Lu Zuoyu and they didn't come to disturb, the room was quiet, and the slightly warm sunlight of spring seeped into the small window, sprinkled on the head of the bed, and fell on the two of them.

Shan always did not idle, for a while to check the potion in the infusion bottle, for a while to reach out and touch Silence's forehead, and for a while to pour a cup of hot water for Silence to drink, he was really bored, so he chatted with Silence.

"Let's play the All-Star Game, mainly for the million-dollar prize, and we can't keep making Shen Yuan pay for it."

"Bing gave up the official ticket to the KPL qualifiers, and he said that he would play from the city game."

"Today, the iron pot ran into the horse flying room again."

"Oh, and the director called me again. asked me to play an e-sports male god in an idol drama, arranged by the tentacle live broadcast, hoping that I would go to the true colors to act, and by the way, improve my popularity. The master thought about it, and went to make a cameo. ”