Chapter 20
Li Yang drank half of the coconut water without stopping, then he remembered that Zhou Du didn't drink it.
He picked up the coconut placed between the two of them, pierced the coconut meat with the sharp end of the straw, and handed it to Zhou Du.
"No, it's for Li Dongqiang to drink."
Li Dongqiang watched the house for a whole night, so he should be compensated. Li Yang thought about it and said, "There is Coke in the dormitory, just open it and give it to him when you get home."
Zhou Du was driving, so he had to take it with one hand, drank two sips and put it back on the armrest.
Back at the kindergarten, the car lights hit the wall and then went out.
The two got out of the car and walked back to the dormitory, and found that the lights in the entire villa were on.
Li Yang inexplicably felt that something was wrong.
When I pushed the door open, I saw Li Dongqiang, who was sitting with his short legs crossed like an old man, wearing 3D glasses and watching cartoons.
There were all kinds of opened snack bags on the table, crumbs on the carpet and sofa, and the upper door of the refrigerator was wide open, filled with food stuffed in by the teachers...Forget about the Coke, even Lu Xiaoguo's health-preserving herbal medicine was gone.
Li Dongqiang was happily watching the image on the projection screen, holding a bag of potato chips in his little arms, eating them with his fingers and laughing.
Li Yang felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and he grabbed Li Dongqiang's ears: "Li Dongqiang!"
You are asking for death!
I asked you to watch the house, but you just ransacked it!
Li Dongqiang had been partying all night and felt a little dazed. He let out a breath, "My benefactor? You're back?!"
Li Yang frowned and walked away from him, "What's that smell?"
"It smells like alcohol. It drank up all of Liang Tang's wine." Zhou Du kicked the scattered wine bottles on the ground, making clinking sounds.
Li Dongqiang burped, "Hey, Xiao Zhou, come over and drink with us."
Xiao Zhou just looked at it with a smile.
Li Yang held the thing and turned to Zhou Du, "Will the goblin cubs be poisoned by alcohol?"
Zhou Du: "Looking at its current state, it shouldn't be."
Li Yang put the kid down and glanced at the entire first floor. From the living room to the kitchen, it was all like a swarm of locusts. He didn't know where to start cleaning up and was very angry.
Raising a child is definitely not as easy as men think.
Li Yang took a few deep breaths, rolled up his sleeves, carried the kid to the bathroom on the first floor, rinsed it with hot water, and forced it to brush its teeth.
Li Dongqiang gradually sobered up and began to be afraid to speak.
After changing clothes, Li Yang brought the melon to the messy living room and asked, "Are you awake?"
Li Dongqiang shrank his head and said, "I'm still a little confused."
"Then listen carefully." Li Yang then began to teach the winter melon boy: "Li Dongqiang, one, I want to see the first floor restored to its original state before I wake up tomorrow. Two, you write me a self-criticism. Write as many copies as there are teachers. Explain your crime of eating up all their snacks and drinks. Three, start doing housework tomorrow to earn money and buy back all the teachers' things."
"Did you understand?"
"clear."
"Repeat it if you understand."
Li Dongqiang is very good at summarizing the main points: "One, clean up the house, two, write a letter of apology, three, make money and lose money."
Li Yang nodded and went upstairs.
I washed my whole body, washed up, went to bed, and fell asleep not long after turning off the lights. I was still a little affected after entering that illusion today, especially my spiritual body was synchronized with Fang Wanyun for a while, so my condition was not very good.
Li Yang is the kind of person who doesn't get sick often, but when he does, his whole body becomes hot and he has a severe fever.
Because he was angry, Li Dongqiang didn't dare to go back to his room. He worked diligently on the first floor for most of the night, and then began to write a self-apology and think about how to make money.
He slept very deeply and had many dreams, but they were all fragmented and could not be picked up.
I was thirsty for a while in a daze, when suddenly the door was gently pushed open and the light was turned on.
Zhou Du looked at the young man whose face was flushed with fever, lifted up his slender neck which was covered with hot sweat, brushed away his wet and soft half-long hair, and fed the glass of warm boiled water into his lips.
Li Yang pursed his lips in resistance at first, but when the warm water moistened his throat and relieved some of the heat, he drank it quickly and reached out to lift the bottom of the cup. The water that he couldn't swallow flowed down his jaw and neck, wetting his collarbone and the clothes on his chest.
Zhou Du's cuffs were also wet.
Zhou Du called a few times, and Li Yang opened his eyes in a daze, looking at him vaguely. His lips were surprisingly red, but his skin was white and tender.
He had not had his hair cut since he entered the garden, and it had grown much longer. His black hair and fair face had half-open and half-closed pupils that were as dark as fog and mist.
Zhou Du took a deep breath, took out a tissue to wipe the water stains on his collarbone and clothes, and coaxed him, "You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital."
Li Yang hummed softly and pulled the quilt higher to cover his head, showing his resistance.
He thought it was a dream for a moment, so he didn't move away from his palm, just like playing tricks.
Then the quilt was pulled down by the man again.
Zhou Du looked at his wrist that was covering his eyes, and the small mole next to the red rope, "Do you want to go by yourself or do you want me to carry you?"
A mellow and deep male voice sounded beside his ear, and Li Yang woke up, feeling the heat from his hair spreading to his neck.
It’s not a dream…
Li Yang rolled over uncomfortably and got out of his grasp. After squinting for a while, she said in a dry voice, "Get out. I need to change my clothes."
The person went out and the door was closed. Li Yang touched the cold sheets on the other half of the bed that no one had slept in for a while before getting up to change clothes.
After opening the door, Zhou Du had already changed his clothes and was waiting.
After going downstairs, Li Yang realized that it was dark outside and it was only a little after three in the morning.
Li Dongqiang was writing his fifth self-criticism when he saw them coming down and was about to say something.
Li Dongqiang spoke in a very loud voice, as if he was holding a megaphone. Zhou Du found it noisy: "Shh, your benefactor is sick."
Li Dongqiang became anxious instantly and still shouted loudly that he wanted to go to the hospital with them.
Li Yang was already having a headache, and when he thought about the fact that his house was confiscated when it was alone at home, he simply waved his hand and said, "Take it with you. I don't have the money to compensate you."
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In the hospital emergency room, the incandescent lights as bright as daylight are so bright that they hurt your eyes.
Li Yang had a fever again while in the car, and now he was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor with a thermometer clamped on his upper arm.
Zhou Du asked Li Dongqiang to accompany him and went to register.
Five minutes later, Zhou Du came back and the nurse took Li Yang's thermometer. She held it up to the light and said, "39.3 degrees. Come in for an IV."
The doctor asked about my allergy history, and after getting the answers, he wrote a prescription. Then the nurse went in and out to prepare the medicine and flicked the syringe.
The sharp needle emitted a cold glow and dripped water. Li Dongqiang shuddered and buried his head in Li Yang's arms, as if he was the one being given the injection.
Li Yang turned his head away and the needle pierced the skin on the back of his hand.
After the nurse had firmly glued it on, she said, "It's OK. Family members, take the infusion bag, turn left and sit in the infusion room. Call the nurse if you need anything."
Zhou Du took the IV bag and said, "Let's set up a ward."
Li Yang: “No need.”
The nurse looked back and forth at them. The young man was wearing the simplest gray sweater and trousers. Although his cheeks were thin, he still looked like a student. He was very tall, with a thin body and a slightly perverse temperament, but his face was very good, with white porcelain and red lips. The man next to him was wearing a neatly ironed black shirt and black casual pants. He was taller than the young man, and his handsome face made him look like the Dark King of Hell at night. The two of them didn't look like brothers, but no matter what their relationship was, they just listened to the Dark King of Hell.
She said to Zhou Du: "Okay, go to the payment office and handle it."
Li Yang was taken to the ward by the nurse, who hung up the IV bag and left.
Little Winter Melon lay on the edge of the bed and looked at the needle on the back of Li Yang's hand. He wanted to touch it but was afraid that Li Yang would feel pain, so he asked in a low voice: "My benefactor, does it hurt?"
Li Yang put his other arm behind his eyes to block the light from the ceiling and let out a hoarse, gentle "hmm" from his throat.
He just agreed casually, but Xiao Donggua felt like crying, thinking that Li Yang had suffered a great crime. "My benefactor, you will be fine. The heroine in the novel did not die no matter how many injections she received, but it was very painful."
Li Dongqiang, who had learned most of his common sense in life from domineering boss novels, was in tears.
Li Yang: “…”
When Zhou Du came back after paying the hospital bills, Li Dongqiang had already fallen asleep with his head on the side of the bed.
Children are always like this, they fall asleep when they are told to.
Zhou Du leaned over: "I'll carry it to the sofa."
"No, the bed is more comfortable. Put it on the bed. I still have room." Li Yang moved.
Zhou Du then carried Li Dongqiang to the bed. Li Yang lay on his side, their breathing intertwined for a moment, Li Yang immediately turned his head as if nothing had happened, but in his mind, he strangely replayed the moment he and he had had in Fang Wanyun's illusion.
The man's aura swept over him for the second time tonight, like clear blue water turning over and wrapping him up, a little oppressive and a little cool, not unfamiliar...
Li Yang closed his eyes. Zhou Du had already carefully pulled the corner of the quilt over Li Dongqiang.
"I'll go to the couch and you sleep. I'll call the nurse when I change the medicine bottles."
Li Yang hummed calmly, and then suddenly asked, "How do you know I have a fever?"
"I passed by your room and heard you humming."
Li Yang was speechless after seeing such an impeccable answer, so he could only close his eyes and pretend to sleep.
Soon I fell asleep, and slept so soundly that I didn't notice the change of the medicine, and I didn't even know the needle was pulled out. When I woke up, there was only a piece of white tape and a small piece of cotton left on the back of my hand.
On the bed, the medical dining table was set up. Li Dongqiang sat there sipping preserved egg and lean meat porridge. He found that Li Yang had woken up, "My benefactor! You're awake!"
"Well," Li Yang sat up and looked at the empty sofa. There was only a breakfast bag on the coffee table. "Where's Zhou Du?"
"Xiao Zhou went out to make a phone call! But I bought breakfast! You eat it!" Li Dongqiang scooped a spoonful and wanted to feed him.
Li Yang turned his head and said, "I'll wash up first." He threw back the quilt and got out of bed.
After washing up, Li Yang splashed cold water on his face, then leaned on the sink with both hands to look at himself in the mirror. After looking for a long while, his hands with water droplets brushed his face in the mirror.
When he came out of the bathroom, Zhou Du had already returned to the ward. Li Yang asked him, "Does the hospital have a hair clipper? The kind you use to clip hair."
Li Yang no longer wanted to mention the long-haired man in his dream who hooked a strand of his hair, rubbed it seductively and said, "Ayang's hair has grown very long..."
Go fuck it.
Zhou Du was stunned for a moment, then opened the lid of the porridge and said, "Eat breakfast first, I'll go to the nurse's station to ask."
"good."
Zhou Du went out, and Li Yang drank vegetable corn porridge and missed the chili sauce a little.
Soon, Zhou Du came back with a hair clipper, a stack of old newspapers and a shawl.
Li Yang put down the spoon, took a chair and placed it in the middle and sat on it.
He wanted to do it himself, but Zhou Du refused: "It's easy to get hurt."
He just does whatever he wants.
"Shave it off." That was all he asked.
"..." Zhou Du did not do as instructed, but just cut it to the same length as when they first met.
Black strands of hair fell on the spread-out newspaper.
Finally, Li Yang went to look in the mirror, and when he came out he wanted to grab the push knife.
Zhou Du: "A buzz cut looks fierce and will scare the children."
As he finished speaking, he met the doctor and the nurse who came to check on him.
The nurse was the one who gave Li Yang an IV drip in the early morning. She was very pleasantly surprised when she saw Li Yang: "You look much more energetic after cutting your hair!"
It can’t be said that the originally slightly long hair is ugly, it’s just more of a blessing for the appearance, and it may look better when tied up.
But this short and cute hair makes the face look small and white, and even the hoodie looks a little big.
Of course, the most important thing is his delicate facial features, deep black eyes, thick eyelashes, rosy lips, and a pointed chin. No matter how you look at him, he looks like a handsome high school boy.
"Doctor Liu, this is his information." The nurse handed over the document in her arms.
The doctor on rounds took a look and asked Li Yang if he felt unwell anywhere. Li Yang said no and allowed him to go through the discharge procedures.
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