YangYang woke up in the morning holding his brown bear, but he was not so happy to wake up, because winter was coming, YangYang planned to delay waking up by half an hour every day until eight o'clock.
The quilt and bed are especially attached after the cold weather.
He rubbed the brown bear's head lightly, the nurse took YangYang's clothes to wash, and a set of matching clean clothes was placed beside the bed.
YangYang felt that her physical condition might be a little better than the previous day.
After the examination and nursing, YangYang talked with Dr. Zhao on the restaurant terrace.
Dr. Zhao has always encouraged Yangyang to have hope. YangYang is so young, he can't bear the child to live in darkness in the next life.
YangYang held a cup of hot red dates and wolfberry tea in his hand - he didn't want to drink this after meals, so Dr. Zhao insisted that the nurses make him a cup, saying it was heart-warming and stomach-warming.
So YangYang only took two small sips.
"That seal—" Dr. Zhao hesitated for a moment, then coughed a few times. If Yangyang had never gone blind, he would have been able to see Dr. Zhao's strangeness, but YangYang couldn't see it at the moment, so he only regarded it as a man on the terrace. The cold wind made Dr. Zhao uncomfortable, "Nurse Fang, does he often see you?"
"Not very often," YangYang thought of Fang Chu, his brows slightly furrowed, "Mr. Fang is very busy with work."
Dr. Zhao of course knows that Fang Chu is not leisurely. Tens of thousands of employees in the Fangchu Group are waiting to eat. As a responsible chairman, how can Fang Chu play every day? Blind Wife" game.
Dr. Zhao coughed again, unable to tell YangYang this matter, he was still a little guilty: "YangYang, you have to keep a certain distance from the sealer, if you have anything, try to let the sealer Come and do it - is Nursing Neng gone? Then find Huan Zia, who is enthusiastic and diligent."
YangYang nodded: "Dr. Zhao, can you discuss with the dean to increase Mr. Fang's hourly salary, and I will pay for the extra salary."
Dr. Zhao coughed violently: "What?"
YangYang is not good at telling others about Fang Chu's privacy. Most people should not want others to know that they owe a lot of debt to the bank. So YangYang said: "Mr. Fang is very responsible. It was very late that day, and he still accompanies me to go shopping and buy clothes."
The request made by Yangyang is normal.
If some nurses are very appreciated by the patients and take good care of the patients, their salary can be adjusted appropriately.
Dr. Zhao couldn't say enough: "Let me talk to the director, YangYang, it's not me, if you add a few thousand yuan a month salary, people may not take it seriously." - What they do are projects with hundreds of millions of dollars.
YangYang's words were gentle: "Dr. Zhao, Mr. Fang is different from you. He works very hard."
Doctor Zhao whispered: "...I want to be like him. If the dean really gives me a raise, even if it's only a few hundred dollars more per month, I'll take it seriously."
The key is Fang Chu! Dr. Zhao felt that he could not earn a fraction of other people's wages after working hard all his life.
Moreover, Dr. Zhao felt that as a top student from the medical school, his life was much harder than Fang Chu!
This poor blind child of the Holy Father who was abandoned by his parents actually wants to give them a raise.
Doctor Zhao sighed that capitalists are different, they can get money no matter where they go, he is in a very complicated mood now: "Okay, I'll go talk to the dean, remember to drink more water, take your Finish the wolfberry water in the cup."
Yangyang took a sip of water.
Doctor Zhao left soon, and Yangyang put the remaining half cup of wolfberry water on the table.
YangYang was about to take his scarf and go back to his residence, when a man's deep voice came from behind him: "YangYang?"
YangYang looked back: "Mr. Fang."
Fang Chu had just lit a cigarette when he came in, but he didn't remember to put it out when he saw Yangyang: "I heard that your friend looked for you."
YangYang said "um": "My friend who grew up with me."
"That's the childhood sweetheart."
A helpless smile appeared on Yangyang's lips: "He is a boy."
Fang Chu approached YangYang: "Boys can't be childhood sweethearts? Huh?"
Fang Chu's voice has always been deep and mellow, reminiscent of the steady music of a cello.
YangYang smelled the tobacco scent on Fang Chu's body: "Mr. Fang, you actually smoke."
Actually, he had smelled the tobacco scent on Fang Chu before, because Fang Chu's smell was not unpleasant, but more mature, so YangYang thought it was a tobacco scent.
Fang Chu remembered that he had a cigarette in his hand.
He was about to go out, when YangYang's hand suddenly felt and pressed on Fang Chu's shoulder.
Fang Chu's body froze in an instant, he subconsciously wanted to reject Yangyang, and told YangYang that men's shoulders should not be touched.
However, the touch of YangYang when he approached was really comfortable, and Fang Chu's eyes narrowed slightly.
After a while, YangYang took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket: "Mr. Fang, can I try it?"
Fang Chu held YangYang's wrist, he put the pack of cigarettes back: "No."
YangYang is very curious about the feeling of smoking. He has never tried it before, and there are no men who smoke.
Fang Chu's heart softened by his ignorant expression: "Only one bite."
He didn't light another cigarette, but stuffed the cigarette in his hand into YangYang's mouth.
YangYang held a cigarette ** gently, like a milk tea straw, Fang Chu thought he was really cute: "Take a puff, cigarettes are not for you."
YangYang took a small sip, he was choked immediately, and suddenly felt an irritating smoke pouring into his lungs.
Fang Chu took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, patted Yangyang's back lightly: "Spit it out."
A thin layer of smoke spit out from YangYang's mouth, and then YangYang coughed violently.
Fang Chu laughed: "Are you a little dizzy?"
A circle of smoke spit out, Yangyang's pink lips parted slightly, and her expression was still a little confused.
Fang Chu put the cigarette in his mouth and finished smoking: "If you don't smoke in the future, it will not be good for your health."
Tobacco mixed with a very charming agarwood scent, slightly bitter.
Fang Chu started smoking when he was a teenager. At first, he hid it from his mother, and then left his mother to go to school in Europe without anyone restraining him.
Fang Chu himself didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but after seeing Yangyang, he suddenly realized that it might bring bad YangYang.
Yangyang was completely free of human fireworks, and Fang Chu didn't want him to be contaminated.
The two were so close, Fang Chu's eyes stayed on YangYang's face all the time, and the heat in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
As long as Yangyang can see it, he can guess Fang Chu's bold thoughts.
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"It's been a bit busy these days," Fang Chu spit the smoke on YangYang's thin face, "My family forced me to go on a blind date."
These shouldn't be mentioned to YangYang, and he doesn't understand it.
YangYang is young, he should have been in college, marriage has nothing to do with him.
"Blind date?"
YangYang really didn't know much about this aspect, he smoked with Fang Chu's hand, and after breathing out the smoke ring, he said casually: "If the other party can be liked by Mr. Fang, it must be very good. one person."
Fang Chu pressed the cigarette into the ashtray next to him, and he took a scarf and wrapped it around YangYang layer by layer.
Fang Chu likes horse riding, rock climbing, skiing and other outdoor sports. Her fingers are slender and rough, with a thin layer of calluses on the belly of her fingers. The skin on the side of YangYang's neck was warm and thin, as white as ice and snow, and there was a red mark on the palm of his finger that was covered with thin calluses.
Fang Chu only feels that the place where the finger touches is more delicate and delicate than the softest petals, the touch is extremely comfortable, the warm feeling touches Fang Chu's fingers like water, which makes people forget for a while Where are you.
Fang Chu, a sturdy man with thick skin and thick flesh, of course doesn't understand why YangYang's skin is so delicate, a slight touch can leave traces, what if you squeeze it hard?
Yangyang's pain was more obvious, he frowned slightly: "Mr. Fang?"
Fang Chu lowered his head to YangYang and said, "Have you ever had a girlfriend before?"
"No."
Fang Chu's voice was hoarse: "Where's your boyfriend?"
"Neither… nor."
Fang Chu then asked Yangyang if he wanted to be his boyfriend.
At this time, Dr. Zhao came back.
Doctor Zhao saw that Fang Chu was so close to YangYang that his mouth was sticking to YangYang's hair.
Fang Chu is much taller than Yangyan, his physique is so strong, Dr. Zhao heard that Fang Chu has practiced boxing and martial arts since he was a child, and he is also an amateur boxer. He puts Yangyang on his strong shoulder with one hand Sitting is possible.
Poor YangYang not only could not see, but in front of Fang Chu his force value was almost zero.
YangYang is like a small snow-white beast pinched by the back of the neck by a hunter, even the cry is weak, how can he break free.
Fang Chu glanced at Dr. Zhao lightly.
Dr. Zhao took the thermos cup that YangYang put aside: "YangYang, you haven't finished drinking the wolfberry water, remember to drink it. I just told the dean about what you said. The dean said yes."
While speaking, Doctor Zhao couldn't help but look at Fang Chu, the big tailed wolf.
Yangyang buttoned up his coat: "Okay."
"Let nurse Liu take you for an eye massage." Dr. Zhao wanted to send Yangyang away, "I have something to say to nurse seal."