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Zheng Cheng is a person who, whenever he wants to do something, he will do it to the best of his ability.
He took good care of the kitten. The kitten was well fed every day, kept clean, and rolled around in the yard, waiting for Hu Hanyu to come home.
But this doesn't mean that he can do the job easily. Zheng Sisi heard that he had a cat and went to play with him. When she entered the door, she almost didn't recognize her good brother.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, come in and close the door!"
The lazy and elegant Zheng Cheng who always dressed himself like a painting, wore the headband he used for washing his face, casually gathered his hair at the back of his head, and wore an old T-shirt of Hu Hanyu. He nimbly picked up the afterimage at Zheng Sisi's feet.
"It may have run away now. It will jump out if we are not careful. Come, call me auntie." Zheng Cheng held the afterimage to his chest.
Only then did Zheng Sisi see clearly the ball of white fur, with a large patch of yellow tiger stripes from its head to its back.
"No wonder you're called Sushi," Zheng Sisi stretched out her finger to touch its little nose, "Hello, Xiaoshou...Ahhh!"
The gift that Sushi gave to Sisi was a circle of teeth marks.
"It's teething. It likes to bite everything lately." After Zheng Sisi finally sat down, Zheng Cheng hugged the culprit and squeezed him hard, explaining to her, "It has bitten me a lot too."
Sushi not only loves to bite but also loves to grab. The Mediterranean-style straw footstool in the living room has become a haystack, and Zheng Cheng no longer dares to wear her silk pajamas in the room.
"I'm really tempted by your beauty." Zheng Cheng's complaints never stopped from the moment Zheng Sisi entered the room. "It's all because of that bastard Hu Hanyu."
When the bastard Hu Hanyu heard that Zheng Cheng was willing to take care of the kitten, he rushed over and kissed him, and then his life fell from heaven to earth.
What bothered him even more was his travel plans. What would he do with the cat then?
What he didn't expect was that Zhou Min rejected him flatly.
"I have no prejudice against cats." Zhou Min rubbed Sushi's head with his fingers, and then lightly flicked its head before it bit him.
"But my three young birds and two sub-adults have strong objections."
Zheng Sisi was originally in high spirits and wanted to help, but after looking at the time, she became dejected: "I have to participate in the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal at this time. I'm sorry, brother."
Zheng Miao also liked cats, but now she had a real child to take care of. Zheng worried about… the uninformed sponsor of the travel plan. Forget it.
I can only settle for the second best and ask a servant to help.
"I just don't like to give sushi to outsiders, you know?" Zheng Cheng rolled the sushi into long thin strips. "You may not understand if you don't have a cat."
"I can understand. I went to see Sister Miao a few days ago, and she was not willing to hire anyone either." Zheng Sisi looked at Zheng Cheng and still found it incredible. "Brother, I didn't expect you to be such a good mother."
Doesn't she think this is strange?
"Why didn't you think of it? Am I not good? Am I not good to you? When have I ever been bad?" Zheng Cheng pulled the sushi off his legs like a scallion, "Sushi! Do you think I'm good? I don't want to be too good!"
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Throughout January, he was always around Hu Hanyu and Sushi, and even bought a camera so that Hanyu could watch Sushi when he was free at work.
But it is true that the good mother has some complaints in her heart. Hu Hanyu is usually not convenient to look at his mobile phone, so when she is free, she used to send him three words: What are you doing? Now, these three words have become: Look at the cat.
Look at the cat, look at the cat, look at the cat, why don’t you say look at me? Zheng Cheng looked up and glanced at the mirror.
It’s better not to look at it. I forgot to shave this morning.
The number of photos he took of sushi recently has far exceeded that of himself. Many of them were sent to Hu Hanyu. He wanted to send a selfie with some personal content several times, but when he opened the front camera, he was shocked by how ugly he looked, so he gave up.
He awkwardly took good care of the sushi while feeling jealous of it.
"Do you know how beautiful I was before you were born?" Zheng Cheng poked the snoring kitten in his arms. "It's all because of you! You cute little thing! Be good and let me kiss you!"
It’s all Hu Hanyu’s fault! The cat is good and the man is bad!
He decided that before going to Aspen, he must make a good comeback.
Because of too many appointments, Hu Hanyu now gets up earlier than usual every morning. Zheng Cheng calculated that he hasn't seen Hu Hanyu alive for a week.
When he was half asleep and half awake, he felt Hu Hanyu kissing him. Just as he was about to reach out to pull him over, Hu Hanyu pushed his hand away and stepped back.
"What are you doing?" Zheng Cheng was no longer sleepy. He glared at her and started cursing.
"I want to take a good look at you before I leave." Hanyu touched his forehead, "I miss you, baby."
Zheng Cheng felt that his baby missed him too.
But then he kissed her again and left.
Gone?
Go away!
Are you still a human being if you flirt and then run away?
Zheng Cheng could only console himself, taking out the calendar and looking at it again. Just bear with it, there's less than a week left.
While the servants were cultivating a relationship with the kitten, Zheng Cheng ordered a home spa and finally took care of his body comfortably.
"What have you done this month, Mr. Cheng? Why do you have so many hangnails? It makes me sad to see them." His personal beautician flattered.
"Really? It hurts to see it? Then I won't repair it. I'll keep it. I want people to see how hard I work." Zheng Cheng pulled his hand away.
Of course, he wasn't that bored. Eventually, Zheng Cheng completely transformed himself back into "Guan Er Gongzi." He packed up his brand-new Donkey brand outdoor gear, along with all the warmth and camping gear. He had a packed seven-day schedule, so he definitely needed to relax.
He confidently reconfirmed the inventory of luggage and sushi supplies, and sat on the sofa waiting for Hu Hanyu to complete his last appointment before the holiday.
Zheng Cheng would not fall asleep today. He sat on the sofa excitedly, checked his condition, and took several beautiful selfies.
Hu Hanyu got home very late. He must have made all the arrangements before leaving. He was so tired that he could not speak, but his eyes still lit up when he saw Zheng Cheng.
"Finally, I can take a break, my hard-working boss Hu." Zheng Cheng walked over and gave him a hug.
"Yeah." Hu Hanyu buried his head heavily in his shoulder, and his hot breath penetrated Zheng Cheng's silk pajamas.
"I miss you so much, Cheng..."
The others fell to the side.
Hu Hanyu has a fever.
The fever was very high, so Zheng Cheng asked Lao Chen to drive to the hospital overnight.
"We can't tell what virus it is yet when you have a fever. The inflammation is quite severe, so give you an IV drip to reduce the fever," said the doctor.
"Can I skip the IV drip? Just take some medicine," Hu Hanyu said to the doctor, barely able to open his eyes. "Our flight is tomorrow."
"Let me change the ticket. How can you leave like this?" Zheng Cheng held his shoulders, feeling that he would fall down if he let go.
"Go." Hu Hanyu raised his head and said seriously, "You arranged it, so I'm going."
Since he was in good health, the doctor prescribed some medicine and told him to seek medical help locally if the high fever persisted.
With the help of anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs, Hu Hanyu made it all the way to Aspen, then he collapsed on the bed and couldn't get up at all. He slept for a whole day but his fever didn't go away.
It’s better to just change the ticket.
If he were in Shanghai, Zheng Cheng would at least have a few servants to help him, but now he is far away from home and can only rely on himself.
There was nothing wrong with taking care of Hanyu, but his fever wouldn't go away, which really annoyed Zheng Cheng.
There are clinics in Aspen, but the medical level is expensive and ineffective.
By the way, there is also Ni Tujun.
Ni Tujun stayed behind for the sake of his Chinese books, and asked Zheng Cheng and the others eagerly as soon as they arrived.
[Ni Tujun: Can I come to you to get a book today?]
[Gentle Version]: Just arrived, can you be a little later?
[Ni Tujun: No, your flight is not delayed. Don't lie to me.]
[Ni Tujun: Also, your name is inaccurate, and you are not gentle.]
Zheng Cheng just called and cursed.
By the way, he remembered that Ni Tujun was studying pharmacy, so he quickly sent the blood test report over.
"Hey, let me ask you, what virus is causing these symptoms? ...Antigen? You also brought this? ...Fuck, yes, yes, please wait for me in the lobby."
When he heard that her boyfriend was sick, Ni Tujun immediately showed his understanding and enthusiastically provided advice, as well as his set of viral antigens, which was almost the most comprehensive on the market.
"I have marked several strains that are popular in East Asia recently. You can confirm them first, and I will have the medicine later." Ni Tujun explained to him.
Hu Hanyu was in a daze and kept hearing Zheng Cheng talking on the phone with someone. After the call, he said he was going to the lobby. When he came back, he started poking his nose with a cotton swab. After a while, he said he wanted to leave.
"...Where are you going now?" He grabbed his hand, "Don't go."
"I'll go find Ni Tujun to see what strain of virus you've been infected with. He's a specialist in this and has brought the right medicine. You'll get better quickly after taking it." Zheng Cheng touched his head and comforted him.
Hanyu was so feverish that he was dazed and couldn't quite understand what Zheng Cheng was saying. He only knew that he was going out to find Ni Tujun.
He recognized this name, the one who sent the children's version of Compendium of Materia Medica over a thousand miles.
"No, don't go." Hu Hanyu pulled Zheng Cheng to the bedside, put his arm around his waist, and looked at him with his chin on his stomach. "I'm sick, stay with me."
Hu Hanyu originally had droopy eyes, and now they were filled with tears because of the burning sensation. Looking up at Zheng Cheng like this, he was really doomed.
They have been together for several years, and whenever Zheng Cheng is sick, he starts to act like he can't get out of bed. Hu Hanyu has a good health, so when he is really sick, he only has a cold and cough and takes medicine, and has never had a fever like this.
So Zheng Cheng didn't expect that he would be like this when he was sick. Hu Hanyu, who used to take care of everything, actually had his temper sometimes.
Now that he was making a fuss, Zheng Cheng's heart softened. He touched his head and climbed onto the bed: "Okay, okay, I won't go anywhere. I'll sleep with you."
The patient was finally satisfied. He curled his lips and closed his eyes. Zheng Cheng hugged him and touched his head from time to time.
"Do you usually touch sushi like this?" asked the patient.
"Well, then you are much cuter than sushi." Zheng Cheng said this sincerely, but he was also helpless.
It's all for you. Sushi is cute because of you.
He took a picture of the antigen and asked Ni Tujun to send the medicine over.
It just so happened that he could take back that pile of Chinese books! They were so heavy.
After Hu Hanyu fell asleep, he quietly got out of bed like a thief and ran to the living room of the suite to wait for Ni Tujun to come and meet him.
"Why are you hiding?" Ni Tujun asked as soon as he walked in, but Zheng Cheng covered his mouth with his hand.
"Mom, please keep your voice down!" Zheng Cheng was so anxious that his accent broke out.
Ni Tujun didn't like having his plans disrupted. He frowned as he handed the medicine to Zheng Cheng. He took the book and continued in a normal voice, "I don't understand why Tibetans are needed for something like this."
?
Based on Zheng Cheng's understanding of him, he wanted to say hiding from people, avoiding the eyes and ears of others.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, Zheng Cheng would have really wanted to beat him up.
Hu Hanyu was still sleeping soundly, and it would be very annoying if he heard it.
Although Ni Tujun speaks Chinese strangely, he is a serious pharmaceutical research scientist. Following the medicine and dosage he recommended, Hu Hanyu's fever finally subsided.
Their original Aspen vacation plan only had three days and two nights left.
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