Chapter 10

Shen Tingzhou coaxed Xu Xun out from under the quilt for a long time.

He took a thermometer and measured Xu Xun's temperature again, and it was still 39℃.

Fearing that the fever would damage the body's functions, Shen Tingzhou suggested, "Give him a fever-reducing injection? This will help him cool down faster."

After hearing about the injection, Xu Xun buried himself in the quilt again.

Shen Tingzhou held Xu Shi down in a funny yet helpless way, and asked the next best thing, "Is this good? I'll rub alcohol on you first to see if it can reduce the fever. If it's still 39° in half an hour, then I can only give you a fever-reducing injection. ”

Xu Xun looked up at Shen Tingzhou and said "hmm".

Shen Tingzhou added, "You still have to take the medicine."

After a pause, Shen Tingzhou said: "I will try to prescribe less medicine for you."

Xu Xun was still a little reluctant, but finally nodded.

Shen Tingzhou stripped off Xu Xun's shirt and used a gauze soaked in alcohol to wipe Xu Xun's ears, neck, left and right upper arms and other parts with rich blood vessels.

The subordinate's body was slender and well-proportioned, with smooth and firm muscle lines. There was no trace of the thin and bony appearance of the past.

When Shen Tingzhou first met Xu Xun, he was still called Xu Xun.

The name was changed later. Although Xu Xun did not explain why it was changed, it is easy to understand from the literal meaning.

Xun means a person who is knowledgeable, mature and stable.

The car accident destroyed the person who gave him this name, his life, his health, and his expectations for the future.

After leaving the hospital, Xu Xun's body had not recovered and his legs needed a long period of rehabilitation before he could get out of bed and walk.

Shen Tingzhou was introduced to Xu Xun during his rehabilitation.

The scene of their first meeting was by no means a pleasant one. Shen Tingzhou introduced himself to him, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Xu Xun on the bed was quite indifferent, "Let's talk about it when I can see you tomorrow."

This is a sarcasm, but also a fact.

Because before Shen Tingzhou, I had changed seven or eight doctors.

These people were either driven away by Xu Xun, or they resigned voluntarily because they could not stand his weird and bad temper.

During that period, Xu Xun was extremely mean.

His nutritionist at the time was a German-English mixed-race woman with a bald head. She was only 27 years old, but her hair was very beautiful.

Xu Xun is very good at insulting people. "Your biggest advantage over others is not that you can make such a disgusting thing, but that you don't leave hair on the dishes."

Nutritionist: …

It was the first day the therapist came to work here, and in order to leave a good impression on him, he said a lot of inspiring and encouraging spiritual chicken soup.

Xu Xun said coldly: "I am a cripple, not a fool."

Physical therapist: …

Xu Xun would confront everyone he met, causing the staff around him to tremble in fear. The more this happened, the easier it was for them to make mistakes, and then... be treated with sarcasm by him.

Even Shen Tingzhou, who has a stable inner core, would make some small mistakes in such a high-pressure environment.

Every time this happened, Xu Xun would ask quietly, "Are you really a medical school graduate?"

Shen Tingzhou: Ying.

If he did it again, even if he just accidentally bumped into the stand where he was getting his IV drip, Xu Xun would ask, "What's the minimum score for veterinarians?"

Shen Tingzhou: ...

Shen Tingzhou also had a bad temper and immediately replied: "580."

Xu Xun looked over and asked, "Did you remember it wrongly?"

Shen Tingzhou didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"

Xu Xun: "280 is the score you can get in the exam."

After returning home that day, Shen Tingzhou woke up in the middle of the night with a startle.

This little bastard!

When he was aceting the exam hall in high school, Xu Xun was still studying his freshman year textbooks.

But Shen Tingzhou could only writhe like a maggot on the bed, after all, this little bastard was his client.

Now the little bastard has become Mr. Xu, with short hair and calm temper, and there is no trace of his past self left.

Xu Xun seemed to have fallen asleep. Shen Tingzhou stopped wiping and pulled the quilt over him.

He raised his hand and touched Xu Xun's forehead.

Still hot.

Shen Tingzhou sighed and was about to pull his hand back, but Xu Xun frowned as if he was uncomfortable, and pulled Shen Tingzhou's hand and put it back on his forehead.

Shen Tingzhou didn't know whether he was asleep or awake, and didn't dare to move for a moment.

Xu Xun had his eyes closed, his hair was disheveled, his eyebrows were high and his lips were thin. Anyone who saw him would have said that he had a good appearance.

But Shen Tingzhou just wanted to laugh, because Xu Xun, trapped in the soft bedding, looked like a cat in confinement.

Although it is huge, it feels very similar.

The Xu Xun in the past was not so likable and had a very sharp tongue.

Shen Tingzhou maintained this posture for two or three minutes, but still couldn't help but stroke Xu Xun's hair.

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At dinner time, Xu Xun's fever had subsided, but he still felt listless.

After eating a few bites, he put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Shen Tingzhou looked sideways, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Xun drooped his eyelashes, coughed twice, his face flushed, and he looked weak and unable to take care of himself.

Shen Tingzhou's fatherly love suddenly overflowed, and he poured him half a bowl of soup, "Drink some soup."

Only then did Xu Xun pick up the bowl again and drink the soup in silence.

Shen Tingzhou gave him a few more bites of vegetables, and he ate them all.

After eating, Xu Xun weakly curled up in his quilt and kept rubbing his temples. Seeing this, Shen Tingzhou pressed a few acupoints for him to relieve his headache.

Looking at Xu Xun lying docilely beside his knees, Shen Tingzhou found it unbelievable.

In the past, the more miserable Xu Xun felt, the worse his temper became, and his words would be several levels more vicious than usual. How could he be so obedient now?

As he was sighing, the housekeeper came over and said, "Doctor Shen, have a cup of tea. I think you will like it."

Shen Tingzhou took it with both hands, "Thank you."

The housekeeper stood by and stared at him, so Shen Tingzhou had no choice but to take a sip. "It's really delicious, very fragrant."

The housekeeper smiled, "It's green tea."

Xu Xun opened his eyes and looked at the butler expressionlessly.

The other party seemed to be unaware and continued to chat with Shen Tingzhou, "If Dr. Shen likes it, take some back when you leave."

Shen Tingzhou waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's embarrassing to have to take things from here every time I come."

Housekeeper: "You're welcome. We still have plenty at home. Our young master likes to take a bath with tea."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

So the tea he drank was the one Xu Xun wanted to take a bath in?

As if seeing Shen Tingzhou's confusion, the housekeeper said, "The tea for bathing is not this kind, it's West Lake Longjing, which has a stronger tea flavor."

Shen Tingzhou didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

Is this the life of rich people?

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When Shen Tingzhou left, the housekeeper gave him two boxes of green tea.

The tea is very good tea. Although Shen Tingzhou rarely drinks it, his uncle loves it.

The housekeeper was indeed warm and hospitable.

The next morning, Shen Tingzhou originally wanted to go see Xu Xun again and pet the cat, but plans could not keep up with changes and he received a work call at the last minute.

Shen Tingzhou drove to the second employer's home.

The person who opened the door was Song Qingning. He was wearing light-colored home clothes, with delicate features, and looked very much like a clear-minded college student.

Just looking at this face, no one would guess that he is married and has two adult stepchildren.

Song Qingning deliberately avoided making eye contact with Shen Tingzhou and whispered, "Doctor Shen."

Shen Tingzhou nodded at him.

A cheerful voice came from the living room, "Is Brother Shen here?"

The person who spoke was the employer's younger brother, Li Muye, who was a sophomore this year. Unlike Zhou Zitan, who was a fake wolfdog, he was a real wolfdog which was popular nowadays.

He has handsome features and a straightforward and sincere personality, and can easily win the favor of others.

Seeing Li Muye, this sunny and cheerful boy, Shen Tingzhou also felt refreshed.

Look, what a normal brother!

Shen Tingzhou walked over and checked Li Muye's ankle.

They were quite familiar with each other, and Shen Tingzhou spoke casually, "How did you get injured this time?"

Li Muye said angrily: "I was playing basketball in the gym and I ran into a jerk. He stepped on my foot when I was dunking. What a jerk."

Shen Tingzhou: Look, what a normal college life for a boy.

Song Qingning didn't know basketball, "What is a foot pad?"

Shen Tingzhou explained to him, "When shooting or jumping, the opponent deliberately stretches his foot over. This can easily sprain the ankle, and in serious cases it may ruin the athlete's entire career. Fortunately, Makino did not hurt his bones this time, it was just a common sprain."

Song Qingning was shocked, "Why is it so bad?"

Li Muye said, "So the game wasn't even over yet, but our two teams started fighting."

Song Qingning asked worriedly, "You didn't do anything?"

Li Muye raised his eyebrows, "How can I not take action?"

Song Qingning glanced at his red and swollen ankle and said, "Your foot is still injured."

Li Muye rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular body. "Even if I have a broken foot, I can still beat that grandson to a pulp."

Although he is not a sports student, he loves all kinds of sports and has enviable arms.

"You don't believe it?" Li Muye grabbed Song Qingning's waist, preparing to perform a one-handed hug.

Song Qingning was afraid that he might hurt his foot, so he quickly said, "I believe it, I believe it."

Li Muye smiled wickedly, "It's too late."

As he said this, he stood up, supported himself on one foot, and picked up Song Qingning with one hand. His arm strength was amazing.

Look, what a normal competitive spirit.

Shen Tingzhou said, "Okay, I know you're amazing. Sit down and I'll take care of your foot injury."

Li Muye then put Song Qingning down, sat obediently on the sofa, and crossed his legs on the coffee table to facilitate Shen Tingzhou's movements.

Shen Tingzhou first applied cold compress, then mobilized the blood stasis, and finally applied pressure bandage.

During the meeting, Li Muye deliberately squeezed Song Qingning to sit, and asked Song Qingning, "Why are you so white? Your blood vessels look purple."

Li Muye took Song Qingning's hand, then stretched out his own hand and placed them together for comparison.

One is white and the other is black, showing a strong difference in skin color.

Li Muye pinched Song Qingning's thin arm and said, "You're too thin. Tomorrow morning... when I'm better, come and exercise with me."

Song Qingning dodged in fear and said, "Let's talk about it another day."

Seeing Shen Tingzhou was about to put away the unused ice cubes, Song Qingning hurriedly said, "Doctor Shen, let me do it."

His clothes were pressed down by Li Muye, and he couldn't stand up for a while. The instigator was still grinning beside him.

This was not the first time Shen Tingzhou came here, so he was familiar with the place. "It's okay, I'll go."

After Shen Tingzhou left, Song Qingning was a little angry, "You can't be so disrespectful!"

Li Muye was not afraid of him at all. Seeing Song Qingning's stern face, he deliberately pinched his neck.

Song Qingning felt itchy all over, curled up and twisted back and forth, "Haha, stop it..."

Hearing the noise, Shen Tingzhou glanced towards the living room.

Li Muye was tickling Song Qingning with his hands, "Are you still saying I'm disrespectful?"

Song Qingning begged for mercy, "I won't say anymore. I won't say anymore."

Shen Tingzhou smiled knowingly.

Li Muye is not much older than Song Qingning, and he is a playful person, so it is normal for him to treat Song Qingning as a peer.

But the next second, Li Muye pressed the twisted Song Qingning onto the sofa.

Shen Tingzhou:?

Li Muye looked at Song Qingning's eyes which were widened with surprise, the smile on his lips had not completely faded.

Song Qingning's lips were diamond-shaped, light in color, and smeared with powder. Her pupils were dark, and her long, thick eyelashes fluttered nervously twice under Li Muye's close observation.

Li Muye couldn't help but say, "You are so beautiful."

Shen Tingzhou:!!!

No, why is there something wrong with you?

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Shen Tingzhou: My family members are speechless. There is not a single normal person around me.