Rong An'an's home is a standard three-bedroom apartment, and Rong Yao and his wife sleep in the largest bedroom.

Rong An'an's room is next to the kitchen, and Ruan Xiangsi lives in the smallest bedroom in the family.

However, although the house is small, the decoration inside is also specially designed by my uncle and aunt.

As soon as you enter, there is a partition staircase, which looks like five or six floors, and above it is a pink princess bed.

Below, there is a small study with a desk and bookshelves made of acrylic sheets directly embedded in the wall.

The beige bay window makes the bedroom look very warm, and the space is even larger than that of Rong An'an's bedroom.

This was the first time Qiao Mubai came to Rong's house, and he followed the direction of Ruan Xiangsi's finger and locked Rong An'an's room.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Rong Yao preparing things for infusion for Rong An'an.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Rong Yao turned his head and glanced at Qiao Mubai when he saw him here.

I was still a little surprised, but when I saw a mobile phone in his hand, it was instantaneous.

"I was still looking for my phone just now, but I forgot to take it, so it's really troublesome for you to make a special trip."

Rong Yao's mind was not so detailed, as for how Qiao Mubai knew that his family was here, there was no intention to ask at all.

But he knew that Qiao Mubai was a talent, at least in medicine, a talent that was rare in a hundred years.

He has known Qiao Mubai for several years, from strangeness at the beginning to sympathy at the back.

After all, for medical enthusiasts, age has never been a bridge that prevents them from communicating.

"Ann...... Miss Yung, what's wrong? ”

Qiao Mubai couldn't control his emotions for a while, and almost shouted out the name that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, but fortunately, reason overcame emotion.

Changing his name to Rong An'an in time, he stood at the door and looked at the girl lying on the bed whose face was flushed with high fever.

A hint of distress flashed in his eyes hidden behind the lenses.

"I don't know the specific situation, if it wasn't for Acacia calling me in time, I wouldn't know at this time. This kid's physical fitness has always been very good, thinking that he should have recently interned in the hospital, and the pressure was too great. In addition, due to the recent weather, the wind blew and I caught a cold. ”

It turned out that she had already started an internship, and time passed so fast, and in a blink of an eye, she had graduated from college.

Qiao Mubai slowly walked to the bedside, the blood vessels on Rong An'an's hands were very thin, and Rao was Rong's father, who wore glasses and had decades of medical experience. Also a little worried, he tied a rubber band to Rong An'an's wrist.

Gently patted the back of Rong An'an's hand with the palm of his hand, and it turned red after a while.

"Oh, this girl's blood vessels are really the worst one I've ever encountered, Xiao Qiao, why don't you try it?"

In fact, Rong Anan doesn't get sick often, and he usually takes some medicine for headaches and colds, and he will get better in two days.

So Dad Rong didn't have many opportunities to give her needles, but not once.

It's just that he has never successfully pierced it once, and I remember the first time I gave Rong An an needle.

He had to prick it four times before he succeeded, and at that time Rong Anan was about to cry.

There were tears on his little face, and he muttered: "Dad, you are too stupid, when I grow up, I will become a doctor." It won't be as hard to get a needle as you do. Hmm, Mom An'an's hand hurts......"

Seeing her daughter being pierced and about to turn into the back of her sieve, Rong's mother was almost distressed, so she held her young daughter tightly in her arms and comforted softly: "Be good, mom blow, An An won't hurt." ”

Qiao Mubai looked at Rong Yao in a daze, as if judging the truth of what he had just heard.

But where will Rong Yao give him time to think about it, although he gave Rong Anan a fever-reducing injection, but the infusion contains anti-inflammatory and cold-treating medicines.

And if you have an infusion, Rong An'an will be fine sooner.

This time, fortunately, his wife lived in the school, and if he was at home, he saw An An lying in bed like this. I'm going to be anxious with him......

"Oh, my little Joe, don't be stunned, hurry up and give An An a needle, I'll go to the bathroom first."

After Rong Yao left, Qiao Mubai squatted directly on the side of the bed, and his outstretched hand trembled and held the hand that was still tied with a rubber band.

Because of the rubber band, the blood began to circulate, and the whole hand looked miserable and white.

He methodically picked up the infusion needle placed next to the bed, and then wiped it on the back of Rong An'an's hand with a cotton pad.

Just like Father Rong said, Rong An's blood vessels are very thin, but Qiao Mubai still pinched the needle and pierced it.

I was instantly relieved to see blood coming in the infusion tube.

He was just about to dial the small pulley on the infusion tube when he heard the unconscious Rong An ann whisper: "Da Bai, don't cry, An An is ......"

Rumble......

In Qiao Mubai's calm and unwavering eyes, his pupils shrank instantly.

He subconsciously held his breath, wanting to hear more, but he didn't want Dad Rong to come back at this time.

"Little Joe, what's the matter...... You are all tied, you really deserve to be a new medical wizard, and you can succeed at one time with such thin blood vessels. ”

"Doctor Yung, stop praising me."

If she was really a genius, how could she watch her lying on a hospital bed helpless.

But fortunately, in the end she was fine, the only bad thing was that she didn't remember him.

Grandpa found someone to erase all the memories related to him from her brain, as if she were programming a computer.

asked someone to make up a new memory for her, but he was not in that memory.

"Little Joe? Joe......? ”

Father Rong shouted several times, and Qiao Mubai came back to his senses violently, without the slightest sense of distraction.

glanced at Rong An'an casually, and then looked at Rong's father calmly: "I'll go back to the clinic first, there is no one in the clinic at night, Dr. Rong might as well guard his daughter at home, if the fever has not subsided in the middle of the night, it is better to send it to the hospital in time." ”

"Well, you're right, then the clinic will be handed over to you."

After thinking about it, Father Rong also agreed with Qiao Mubai's statement and decided to stay at home to take care of Rong An'an.

and handed over the clinic to Qiao Mubai with confidence.

"Don't go ...... white"

Rong An'an's murmuring on the bed continued, making Qiao Mubai, who was about to lift his feet and walk out of the bedroom, pause.

The heart, which had reached his chest, began to throb violently, and he gritted his teeth.

Tell yourself that getting out of here is the right thing to do.

Grandpa's words that year still echo in his ears: "If you really want her good, don't go to her again in the future." You don't want her to be in danger again because of you! ”

The little bit of caution that was finally shaken was instantly extinguished by cold water.

He walked out of Rong's house silently, did not choose to take the elevator, but ran downstairs in one breath.

Standing in the open space in front of the apartment, looking at the house that was still lit, a tear flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his eye.

At half past nine in the evening, in Song Chuyi's apartment.

Cheng Muhe looked at Song Chuyi, whose face was pale because he smelled durian, and his heart hurt for a while.

"Are you better?"

He went back to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of warm water and put some sugar in it. It was handed to Song Chuyi, and there was unsolvable worry in his eyes.

Song Chu vomited all the things in his stomach, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at this time.

glanced at Cheng Muhe silently, although he didn't know what he was doing again, but just looking at his face full of distress.

She couldn't be so reluctant not to take the glass of water he handed her.

Pretending to be indifferent, she took the cup in her hand, took a sip and rinsed it in her mouth, and then before she could bend down to find the trash can to vomit.

The man in front of her quickly handed the trash can to her.

The corners of Song Chuyi's mouth twitched very shallowly, and calmly spit the water into the trash can.

Anyway, it's not the first time he has taken care of himself like this, and no one dislikes it, so she can't talk about it anymore.

"Still uncomfortable?"

"It's much better, why are you here again."

With a hint of disgust in his tone, Cheng Muhe pretended not to hear it, licked and smiled and said, "You must be hungry, I made your favorite dish, can you go eat first?" ”

Song Chuyi's hand rubbed on his stomach, Cheng Muhe didn't mention that she was hungry, she didn't feel hungry yet.

But as soon as he heard him say that he had his favorite dish, Song Chuyi's stomach seemed to feel it.

Grunt.

Before she could say what she wanted to refuse, she was stuck in her throat.

"Don't think I'll forgive you just because you cooked a meal."

When Song Chuyi said this, he looked very arrogant like when he first fell in love.

Cheng Muhe couldn't be too excited, it seems that the method of dead skin and face is still useful.

When I look back, I must thank Shen Yu for the idea he gave him.

"It's okay, I'm ready to cook for you for the rest of my life, as long as you give me this opportunity. We can now go and get the marriage certificate directly. ”

After returning from the army this time, he wrote an application for retirement, although he was very reluctant to leave the career he loved.

But he has people more important than his career waiting for her.

He promised the regiment commander that if there was a task that needed him in the future, he would carry it out unconditionally, and the only requirement was to return to the capital.

Back to this woman he loved so badly.

"Go, who wants to get a marriage certificate with you, don't be sentimental."

Although Song Chuyi said unforgiving words on his mouth, there were a little ripples in his heart because of his words.

It's like on the surface of a calm lake, suddenly dropping a stone, and instantly splashing crystal clear water.

The dream-like existence made her feel a little unreal.

She even became cautious about breathing, for fear that as soon as she closed her eyes, the man in front of her would disappear.

"First year of junior high school, I know that you have a big misunderstanding of me in your heart now, if we have anything to do after eating, I will explain it to you, okay?"

"Hmph, who wants to listen to your explanation, get up, I'm hungry."

The arrogant Song Chuyi is exactly the same as the girl who smashed his head with a basketball in the school playground.

Cheng Muhe smiled in his eyes, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand to help the person up from the bed.

It's hard to have such a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

The two walked into the small dining room one after the other.

It's said to be a dining room, but on the left is a square dining table at the kitchen door.

On it were Cheng Muhe's four plates covered with bowls.

After watching Song Chu sit down, Cheng Muhe lifted the bowl one by one.

The food on the plate is undoubtedly exposed.

Spicy chicken, baked oyster mushrooms, three fresh salads, and a dish of braised fish. In the middle of the soup plate when the tomatoes are in the egg soup.

The difficult Cheng Muhe still remembers her previous tastes, but in the past few years, she has devoted herself to the tattoo parlor.

On the contrary, the food is not so demanding, and I came back late in the evening.

She bought some food directly at the night market at the mouth of the alley, and went home while eating.

When you get home and your stomach is full, you start to take a shower, clean up and go to bed......

After so many years, I have almost become a habit.

So suddenly seeing so many dishes that she liked to eat before, I really felt a lot in my heart.

"Taste it, how does it taste?"

Cheng Muhe, who was sitting opposite, looked at her expectantly, and Song Chuyi was embarrassed to let his expectations be disappointed.

I picked up a piece of diced chicken with chopsticks and put it in my mouth.

Not to mention that the taste is numb and spicy, the taste is moderate, and it is quite delicious to eat.

"Yes, I didn't think you remembered that I liked spicy food."

When I was in college, as soon as Song Chu lived on campus, he often went to look for unpopular delicacies outside the school with Rong Anan and a few female classmates in the dormitory.

Among them, Sichuan cuisine and Hunan cuisine are the ones they eat the most, and they are also the most tasteful for them.

After all, four and a half of the five classmates like spicy food.

"Here, try this fish, I made it after I made it after it was specially pickled."

Cheng Muhe sandwiched a piece of delicious fish meat and put it in Song Chuyi's bowl.

Song Chu's eyebrows had a soft light between them, and his whole body seemed to glow, and he smiled faintly.

Then she picked up the chopsticks and held the fish, but before she could put it in her mouth, she smelled a fishy smell.

In an instant, the feeling of nausea in his stomach came again, Song Chuyi's face changed, and he pushed the chopsticks on the table.

Then he covered his mouth and rushed into the bathroom.

"Vomit...... ...... vomit"

Cheng Muhexin lifted it again, walked over quickly, and began to caress her back with his hand: "Are you not feeling well on the first day of junior high school, or let's go to the hospital for a check-up." ”

After Song Chuyi vomited, the whole person softened, leaned on Cheng Muhe's arms, and glanced at him angrily: "You have nothing to curse me, I am very good, it is estimated that I borrowed wine to kill my sorrows during this time, which stimulated my stomach." ”

Because of Cheng Muhe's relationship, she did drink a lot of wine in the past month or so.

So she thought she was just sick to her stomach, and she didn't think about anything else at all.

But Cheng Muhe was not at ease, so he carried her downstairs in his arms, and then carried her around the apartment building and came to the car behind.

"Hey, hurry up and let me down."

Song Chuyi's face was flushed, fortunately it was night, otherwise she would definitely become the center of after-dinner gossip in the apartment.

"Don't let it go, you honestly go to the hospital with me for a checkup, as long as the doctor says you're okay, I'll let you down."

This serious and directly laughed at Song Chuyi: "Then you can't drive with me and go to the hospital, you let me go down and I'll get in the car by myself." ”

Cheng Muhe glanced at her suspiciously, as if considering the authenticity of her words.

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