Genius commoner

Chapter 254 The Swordsman
On the fourth floor of the hospital, Ye Zixuan rushed into the ward where Zhang Zuimo lived.

Ye Zixuan thought that Zhang Zuimo was joking with him at first, when he returned to the capital hospital, he was fine, why did he suddenly have a fever, but when he came to the ward, he saw something was wrong with Zhang Zuimo, his black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, With her beautiful eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her slender body curled up under the white quilt.

Ye Zixuan turned on a small orange light to brighten the light in the ward, then closed the window that was blowing in the cold wind, and then walked quickly to the side of the hospital bed. When Zhang Zuimo opened his eyes slightly, Ye Zixuan held her palm He took away his mobile phone, and then reached out to touch it, and his forehead was really hot: "Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

He muttered to himself, "Could it be that he caught a cold while driving too fast on the road?"

Ye Zixuan's touch made the short-breathing Zhang Zuimo tremble, then he bit his white lips and opened his eyes, dimly seeing Ye Zixuan standing in front of the bed, those beautiful eyes slowed down like a camera. Slowly returning to focus, Zhang Zuimo had an uncontrollable smile on his face, as well as unspeakable complexity: "Zixuan, are you really here?"

"You are sick, can I not come?"

Ye Zixuan let out a long breath, ran to the tea table and poured a cup of hot water, asked Zhang Zuimo to replenish some water, and then handed the temperature probe to the woman to measure the temperature: "We are life and death friends, today you won an Audi [-] , and relying on you to help me resist Guoshanhu and the others, you are my true God of Wealth and benefactor, how can I neglect you."

Ye Zixuan thought for a while, and made a fever guess: "And your fever probably has something to do with me. You just had a fierce battle with Guo Shanhu and the others, and the sweat glands have not completely calmed down. I will drive you all the way crazy When you come back from the racing car, the cool wind blows on your body at night, so you catch a cold and have a fever, but you didn’t expect the fever to be so fast.”

He felt that Zhang Zuimo was in good health, how could he be so weak.

Zhang Zuimo weakly squeezed out a sentence: "After I came back,, I took a cold shower,,,,"

Ye Zixuan was startled when he heard the words, and almost slapped her on the head: "You really don't want your life, you take a cold shower in such a cold day."

Zhang Zuimo took a sip of hot water and took the topic softly: "I'm used to it. I've been taking cold showers these years, once in the morning and once in the evening. The great man said that this can temper the nerves, clear thinking, and strengthen the body. If it wasn't for taking cold showers all these years, it would be impossible to jump into the water without hesitation to save you that day, the lake water is so cold."

"If I don't jump in to save you, I won't know you."

Ye Zixuan still felt the chill around him, so he got up and turned on the heater again, making the ward gradually warmer: "Looks like I have to thank you for your habit of taking a cold shower, but you shouldn't take a bath as soon as you come back, you should take it easy and eat." Get something,,, forget it, it’s meaningless to talk about it now, I’ll call the doctor up, and give you a good physical examination.”

Zhang Zuimo pouted and shook his head, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Zixuan: "I just didn't want the doctor to know, so I sent you a message. The medical staff knew that I was sick, and within half an hour, a bunch of people would appear in the entire ward." , I came to the hospital just to hide for a while, and I didn't want to let myself deal with a bunch of people, so I don't want to look for them."

Ye Zixuan frowned: "But you have a severe fever."

"You!"

Zhang Zuimo took another sip of hot water to counteract the scalding corners of her mouth and mouth. When she regained her spirits, she blinked and looked at Ye Zixuan: "Aren't you a little genius doctor? You can even eliminate bruises and pain overnight, and you just catch a cold." Fever is not a problem, just give me another massage, or prescribe some medicine, I believe in your medical skills."

Ye Zixuan sighed: "You child, you trust people so easily, you don't know when you will be sold."

The high body temperature made her mentally weak, and her body was limp and weak, but Zhang Zuimo's smile was still bright: "I only believe in you."

Ye Zixuan tried the temperature of her forehead again with the back of his hand, as if he didn't hear her words, looked at her dry and pale lips, got up and opened the bathroom window, and opened a gap in the door to keep the air circulation properly, he also I went to get a hot towel, spread it on Zhang Zuimo's smooth forehead, then looked at Zhang Zuimo and said:

"I'll get you some medicine. If you're hungry, I'll buy you food by the way."

Zhang Zuimo shook his head: "No appetite."

"There's always something to eat."

Ye Zixuan said softly: "Without energy, how can your body be healthy? I'll go get some porridge."

Zhang Zuimo's body curled up even more, and he nodded calmly with a smile, but when he went out, he still added: "I don't necessarily have to eat."

She really didn't have any appetite, so she didn't want to deceive Ye Zixuan, and the porridge in the hospital was too bad, too bad.

"You will eat it!"

Ye Zixuan waved lightly, and then disappeared from the ward.

The corners of Zhang Zuimo's mouth were raised, and his smile was very sweet.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zhang Zuimo felt the movement and opened his eyes, Ye Zixuan had swirled in like a gust of wind, holding the fever-reducing medicine in his left hand, and a thermos in his right hand, he took off his coat and washed his hands, and then Walking to Zhang Zuimo's side, he said, "I made some pumpkin and goji berry porridge. It's not too hot, but it tastes good."

"You just drink a little, finish eating, and see if you feel better."

Ye Zixuan's voice was soft: "It's still not enough to take medicine."

Zhang Zuimo was slightly surprised: "The porridge you cook? Will it be more unpalatable?"

"Ben Shao has cooked meals for more than ten years, and his skills are comparable to that of a five-star chef. How can it be unpalatable?"

Ye Zixuan almost imitated Tong Yueer and gave her a chestnut, turned around and poured a cup of hot water, and then unscrewed the lid of the thermos bottle, a gust of steam came out immediately, with a hint of sweetness, Zhang Zuimo took a hard look, although She felt the fragrance overflowing, but her appetite still made her a little resistant. Now she wanted to take medicine and have a good sleep.

Ye Zixuan could see what was going on in her mind, so he immediately picked up the spoon, took a small sip and blew twice: "Open your mouth."

Looking at the spoonful of colorful porridge, and thinking of Ye Zixuan blowing lightly just now, Zhang Zuimo felt his body getting hotter, and his face turned red.

But he still opened his small mouth slightly, holding... the hot spoon.

As soon as she took it in, she felt it was very sweet and delicious, like a jade spring in Tianshan, soothing her tongue.

The rich and mellow pumpkin fragrance is paired with the fragrance of red dates and wolfberry, which surrounds the teeth and tongue, and does not want to dissipate for a long time.

"It's delicious, this porridge is so delicious."

Zhang Zuimo has eaten countless delicacies since she was a child, but she has never eaten such porridge that whets the appetite. It seems that the ingredients inside have completely burst into essence. Although it is in the mouth, it has penetrated into the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, making her this The patient who had no appetite could not resist, her pretty face was a little surprised: "Zixuan, did you really cook this porridge?"

Ye Zixuan took another sip: "Where do you think you can buy it nearby?"

Zhang Zuimo nodded with a smile. It is really impossible to sell this porridge nearby, and then he took a bite like a kitten. It was still so delicious, making people want to eat it again and again.

"More, more,,,"

One bite after another, I couldn't stop.

Obviously, Zhang Zuimo fell in love with this taste.

While she was gulping down the porridge, five red-flag cars drove into the hospital, the doors opened, and Song Jincheng, Jiang Jingyao, Liu Yuanchao and others got out with calm faces. Song Jincheng glanced upstairs, Jiang Jingyao took a step forward, stood He spoke next to him: "Forbidden City, according to Gongsun Jia, Zui Mo lives on the fourth floor. I heard that his eyes are uncomfortable, so stay here for a few days to observe."

"By the way, Ye Zixuan lives on the eighth floor. He went downstairs to find Zui Mo last night."

Liu Yuanchao was biting a cigar: "This kid is really not afraid of death, he dares to fight drunk ink."

Song Jincheng didn't have much emotional change, and led people into the hospital hall with a calm expression.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of the staff on duty and the patients, all staring at this young man with piercing eyes.

There is a kind of person in the world who naturally has a certain charm.

Even if he is a young man with ordinary clothes in the vast crowd, even if he is a pilgrim with an ordinary face among the pious believers in Hei Ya Kao Mountain, no matter how low-key he walks in the crowd, no matter how many glamorous and powerful figures are around him, As long as he appears in the field of vision, when you look over, you will definitely see him at the first sight and lock him.

Song Jincheng is such a person.

Jiang Jingyao and others were dressed more gorgeously than him, but everyone only saw Song Forbidden City.

Song Jincheng seemed to be used to this kind of attention, ignoring the eyes of everyone in the lobby, walked into the elevator silently, and went straight to the fourth floor.

Jiang Jingyao straightened her body and followed.

Two minutes later, Song Jincheng, who was standing at the door, narrowed his eyes slightly, but Liu Yuanchao's face was as cold as millennia, and he snatched a silenced pistol from the bodyguard's arms.

In the room, Ye Zixuan was sitting by the bed, feeding Zhang Zuimo porridge one mouthful at a time.

Listening to the movement, Liu Yuanchao was furious, and Song Forbidden City was as calm as water.

Kicking open the half-hidden door, Jiang Jingyao laughed angrily: "What a pair of adulter...husband...whore...wife."

Ye Zixuan tilted his head slightly, with a calm face, and then passed the spoon to Zhang Zuimo's mouth: "Come, take one last bite."

Zhang Zuimo was surprised that Song Jincheng and the others appeared, but conditioned reflex made her eat the last mouthful of porridge.

"Ye Zixuan, you dare to touch Young Master Song's woman?"

Liu Yuanchao raised his gun and shouted, "Are you courting death?"

Ye Zixuan didn't look back, just looked at Zhang Zuimo and smiled, "Is it delicious?"

Liu Yuanchao pulled the trigger and hit the sofa beside Ye Zixuan's feet: "Believe it or not, I'll kill you."

The rest of the people also raised their guns and looked at Ye Zixuan full of hostility. As long as Song Jincheng gave an order, they would shoot without hesitation if they had a license to kill.

Ye Zixuan's smile is still warm: "Have a good sleep."

The corners of Zhang Zuimo's mouth twitched, tears were in the corners of his eyes, and his smile was like a flower: "Okay."

Liu Yuanchao stretched out his gun, pointing directly at Ye Zixuan's head: "I will kill you for Young Master Song."

(End of this chapter)