Brother Zhou protects you in this area, Brother Zhou protects you
The ward is at the end of the corridor. Through the window in the corridor, you can see a few cannas outside, their heads drooping as if they were sunburned.
"Tell me, what happened?" Dr. Cheng went straight to the point.
"A friend of mine had heatstroke and was sent here for an IV drip."
"Friends? What kind of friends? Not classmates, and not from your workplace?"
"You're a Pacific police officer? I'm a grown-up, and I can't make friends?"
"Lao He told me that he not only had heatstroke and hypoglycemia, but also took some laxatives."
"No! What's wrong with Mr. He?! He can't just not tell me the truth just because I'm your son, right? How can a doctor conceal a patient's condition during a consultation?!"
Dr. Cheng said nothing, staring at him with a scrutinizing look.
Being stared at by his own father was too unpleasant. Cheng Sizhou went over the medical consultation in his mind and remembered Wen Zichuan refusing to come out of the bathroom. "I was really confused and anxious. It wasn't Mr. He, it was him who didn't tell me."
"What is your relationship?" Dr. Cheng put his hands in his coat pockets. "Okay, I don't care what your relationship is. I must remind you again: you can't build your happiness on the pain of others, even if they are willing."
Cheng Sizhou finally understood why his father had such a fierce look on his face. It turned out that he regarded "taking laxatives" as foreplay between homosexuals, and he was unaware of it, so he suspected that Wen Zichuan did it voluntarily.
While Ms. Wang still fantasized about his gradual acceptance of women, Dr. Cheng was a rare "last-generation" figure. He had spent his life wielding a scalpel, a surgical prodigy hailed by his patients. When he learned his son was gay, he considered that rather than allowing Cheng Sizhou to pursue promiscuity and despair, it would be better to let him sever his ties early. A life of loneliness would be a clean one, preserving the Cheng family's reputation.
"Dad, I have to tell you too," Cheng Sizhou had never looked so serious before. "I've only met him twice, so we're probably not even ordinary friends. It's okay for you to doubt me, but you can't doubt him without knowing him at all. It's impolite and unfair!"
"Did I say that? I wasn't doubting you, I was just giving you a warning." Cheng Xuecheng remained calm. "You've been very thoughtful towards people. You're distancing yourself from me and your mother now, just to hide it from us. You're afraid we might object."
"I've been hiding everything from you since I was little! Dad, I'm an adult now and I know my own limits. Can you please stop putting your own thoughts above mine? You didn't even ask me, and you made that judgment in just a few words. Are you insulting me or him?!"
The quarrel outside the door became more and more intense. Wen Zichuan supported himself and sat up with one hand, but the sound insulation of the ward was too good and he could not hear what they were arguing about.
"I insulted you? I care about you! You're so young, yet you still love to do unusual things. You have no respect for life at all!"
How many times have family members been so demanding and blaming each other under the guise of concern? Cheng Sizhou suddenly felt discouraged. If he continued to argue, would he have to discuss with his own father how to have sex with men in a legal and reasonable way?
"I swear to you, okay? He and I are really not what you think. Not in the past, not now, and not in the future." Cheng Sizhou looked at his father, his eyes burning with tears. "I will get to the bottom of the laxative issue. After all, as your son, the first principle is to be clean, self-disciplined, and good."
The words "keep oneself clean" were said to Cheng Sizhou by his father when he came out to his family.
As a medical professional, Dr. Cheng was well aware of the prevalence and transmission rates of diseases like AIDS among homosexuals. Therefore, he demanded that Cheng Sizhou not act recklessly under any circumstances and that he take responsibility for his own health and future.
"Just remember. Since we're friends, we must treat each other sincerely and not act recklessly."
Cheng Xuecheng left, and Cheng Sizhou returned to the ward. He was like a child who had done something wrong, and his figure sitting at the end of the bed was a silent hill.
"Did you have a fight with your dad?" Wen Zichuan's voice was as light as feathers. "Because of me?"
"It's none of your business. He's just too overbearing." Cheng Sizhou lowered his head.
"I'm sorry for making your father misunderstand. Look, I'm fine now. You don't have to stay with me all the time. Go home."
Zhou Yitang said that Teacher Wen was very gentle, and everyone who met him said he was gentle.
If he hadn't spoken so gently, perhaps Cheng Sizhou would have walked around a few times and found that the doctors and nurses could take good care of him, so he would have tactfully said goodbye and left.
But he said these words gently and gracefully, as if he was compromising to the extreme, which made Cheng Sizhou feel that if he turned around and left, it would be like choosing B over C in front of the little prince.
"You're demolishing my bridge just as I'm feeling a little better and you're trying to drive me away?" He pretended.
"It seems like every time I meet you, I cause you a lot of trouble," Wen Zichuan subconsciously avoided Cheng Sizhou's gaze, "I've dragged you down too much, I feel very sorry."
The word "burden" was so familiar, and the roots of tacit understanding broke through the ground in their hearts at the same time. Cheng Sizhou turned his head and muttered softly: "It's okay, I enjoy it."
"What?" Wen Zichuan didn't hear clearly.
"By the way," Cheng Sizhou said, trying to change the subject, "Have you eaten anything today?"
"I got up late and didn't have breakfast. Before class, I drank a glass of juice that Xu Jiaxuan poured for me." Wen Zichuan thought of the laxative that Doctor He mentioned, "Is it possible, is it possible that he was in the juice..."
"It's probably this brat." Cheng Sizhou glanced at the IV bottle. "You take a break. I'll make a phone call."
Speaking of Xu Jiaxuan, Wen Zichuan thought of the money that was taken away, and he still felt a little sad. If he had known that Cheng Sizhou and Officer Shen's family had such a good relationship, he should have asked him to help transfer the money.
Before he fainted, although he could argue to get the money back, he couldn't bear it when he saw his elder sister's swollen eyes. It is not easy for a single mother to raise a child.
He was always reluctant to think the worst of people. Xu Jiaxuan was a child with dreams and a willingness to work hard, but his self-righteous behavior of teasing the police, drugging and stealing money, and using any means necessary, was truly disappointing. Now, Officer Shen's money could only be returned to her after the training institution paid her salary.
Cheng Sizhou's first call was to Dr. He, confirming that laxatives were stockpiled at home, generally to treat diseases such as constipation; his second call was to Shen Huifang, telling her what had happened today and asking her to contact the community police to see if the money could be recovered privately, and to confirm whether Zhao Ya had a history of constipation.
While cleaning, Shen Huifang saw a bill pressed against a coffee table coaster. It contained a little over 300 yuan in medical bills for Zhou Yitang. When she heard that Zichuan had lost 1,700 yuan, she knew what had happened. The Xu family's children were still underage, so it was difficult to publicly accuse them of stealing money. She agreed to find out what happened, as the Xu family's constant disturbances were causing unrest among the neighbors.
"It's all done." Cheng Sizhou looked around for a while and found a super cute cat head stuffed toy. He gently put it in the palm of Wen Zichuan's infusion hand. "It will be more comfortable if you put it on."
Wen Zichuan curled the corners of his lips: "Do you think I'm Zhou Yitang?"
Cheng Sizhou wrinkled his nose and acted like a big shot: "Anyway, you two are both younger than me. She is the younger sister and you are the younger brother. From now on, in this area, Brother Zhou will protect you."
Perhaps because of the severity of the disease and the fever that had knocked him unconscious, the joking words "Brother Zhou will protect you" were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, crushing the mountain that Wen Zichuan had been carrying.
"Brother Zhou?" He hesitated and called out softly.
"Hey, I was just making it up, don't take it seriously." Cheng Sizhou saw him hesitate and retreated faster than anyone else.
She is very good at flirting, but once she gets serious with him, she immediately changes her mind and denies everything.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Wen Zichuan stopped talking. He knew that other people's kindness would not be given to him easily, and he would have to pay back as much as he was given. He never wanted to owe others anything.
But how much did he owe Cheng Sizhou? Money aside, the favor alone was too much to repay.
"I'm going to buy some food and will be back soon." Cheng Sizhou was like a risk-avoiding ostrich. Without waiting for Wen Zichuan's response, he left the ward in three or two steps. He opened the door very quickly but closed it very gently.
As soon as he left, the nurse came in to check on the infusion. Seeing that he was awake, she said to him, "Are you a friend of Master Cheng?"
Wen Zichuan nodded: "Yes, but we haven't known each other for long."
The nurse also laughed: "He's a really fun guy. He's well-educated, handsome, and has a respectable job. The only problem is that he's almost 30 and still unmarried. A lot of the girls in the hospital are eyeing him."
"He's very nice and likable."
"Whoever marries him will be blessed!" The nurse noticed the stuffed toy in his hand and knew it was a masterpiece of a certain nobleman. She frowned and smiled, slowing down the IV a bit. "This needs to be on until two o'clock. I'll come over later to get the needle."
"Thank you." Wen Zichuan said.
After the nurse left, the ward returned to silence, and he was left staring at the medicine dropping drop by drop in a daze.
After several interactions, he discovered that Cheng Sizhou did have some attractive qualities. Zhou Yitang, Shen Huifang, Zhou Han, the neighbors in Yangliuan, the doctors and nurses in the hospital... it seemed that no one disliked him, including himself. Just by being closer to him, he could use the light he emitted to dispel the endless darkness in his life.
But Cheng Sizhou himself never cared about being "liked" or "popular". He was as free as the wind, and whatever he said and did depended on his preference. He would neither flatter anyone against his nature, nor look down on anyone because of his comfortable life.
Such people are very rare in Wen Zichuan's life and social circle.
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