Hypocritical Adonis

Zheng Xiang, who was sleeping in the building, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door in the middle of the night.

When he looked sleepily, two fat and thin people stood outside the door, shouting that he should open the door of the dormitory building.

Qi Cheng saw these clothes and put them on Qi Zhong's body. He was such a handsome guy that he was so stupid.

She wore a multi-layer coat, and her neck was covered with a scarf in this big autumn. Her eyes were exposed all over her body. Qi Zhong felt that her eyelids were hot, and the whole person was dizzy. Almost.

He had a fever-reducing sticker on his head, and he also took the medicine, but now the medicine has not worked, and it is still hot.

They are wearing their own clothes. The school uniforms have not been seen wet by the rain, but Qi Cheng and Qi Zhongli's clothes outside the third and third layers look like two seasons.

"He has a fever," Qi Cheng handed the thermometer to the board, and he still held an umbrella in his hand. He spoke a little faster. "High fever, I'm going to hospital now."

Qi Zhong was confused and could not hear what they were talking about, just moved sideways, he moved a few steps, Qi Cheng pulled him back again, but Qi Zhong did not know what to think, and insisted step by step Move away.

"Don't be too close to me," he said, his throat dumb, and the heat of his internal organs oozing, "contagion."

Qi Cheng wondered if he was stupid. "You have a fever, not a cold."

After the student knew that the student had a high fever, he didn't even have time to wear clothes, so he ran out in slippers and a vest and opened the door for them.

Qi Cheng thought that after he had said this, the other party should stop and pull the person over, but Qi Zhong still moved away, not understanding what he said just now.

Qi Cheng circled his waist directly, pushed the man in his arms, and walked out.

In autumn rainy weather, although there will be no more thunder, there will still be a lot of rain. It took ten minutes for the dormitory building to reach the entrance of the school. The dormitory greeted the wind outside and asked tremblingly, "There will be no one in the school hospital. How can you take him to the hospital?"

"The car has been called," Qi Cheng opened the umbrella, even without hesitation, and took Qi Zhong into the rainy night. "Come on, please take a leave for us two tomorrow, 3 classes in Qi Cheng, 12 classes in Qi Zhong."

After saying this, the two of them could no longer see the shadow in the dark. The housekeeper quickly closed the door and began to worry about whether the two could do it.

In the middle of the night, Qi Cheng took a taxi upstairs for ten minutes and didn't receive a single order. He took the opportunity to make a decisive call and directly called the second uncle Jiang Jing, so he drove to the door of the second school and waited.

Qi Cheng's hands on Qi Zhong's waist were like iron palms, which made him unable to move at all. Qi Zhong couldn't move if he wanted to move aside. His breath was scorching hot, and the cold wind at night made him calm down.

"Don't, close to me so close," after eating the lozenges, the throat will still hurt, Qi Zhong turned his face, and his head was facing Qi Cheng, fearing that it would be transmitted to him, "I'll go by myself, hurry, go back go to bed."

The words hurt in my throat, and Qi Zhong felt dumb as he said these two words.

"Don't talk," Qi Cheng was tough, "Shut up."

The umbrella is the umbrella of roommate Zhu Fan, because Zhu Fan’s umbrella is the largest in the whole dormitory. Qi Qizhong is tightly looped, holding the umbrella firmly in his hands, watching Qi Zhong silently, and saying: "I have no murderous you , If you say one more word now, your voice will be completely abolished in the next two days."

Qi Zhong's breathing became more and more heavy, he turned his head silently to look at his eyes, and turned back again.

Even if the sprayed breath passed through the thin air, Qi Cheng could feel hot, Qi Cheng speeded up his pace, and took his hand hard, and took Qi Zhong to the entrance of the school.

After the security guard at the school gate also opened the school gate, Qi Chengli quickly took Qi Zhong out of the school. It was dark outside and there was no car on the street.

The second uncle Jiang Jing hadn't arrived yet. Qi Cheng could only take him to the shop opposite to avoid the rain. He put the umbrella away and put it to the side, reaching for the temperature above Qi Zhong's head.

Qi Zhong's reflex arc slowed down a lot, and he moved for a while, "Qi Cheng, you were just fierce."

The voice was hoarse, and it sounded quite wronged.

Qi Cheng perfunctoryly raised his wet hair on his forehead, and took out the thermometer in his pocket to try the temperature for him.

Qi Zhong, "There are too many clothes."

He now has weak hands and feet, still wearing so many clothes, trying to raise his hands is difficult.

Qi Cheng pushed him to the stone steps next to him and let him sit. He pinched the thermometer through his layered collars and ran down the gap to his destination.

But his fingers were long and cold, his tail fingers swept across his chest, Qi Zhong hissed, and he subconsciously tried to hide, "cold."

"Don't talk," Qi Cheng interrupted what he still wanted to say. After putting the thermometer away, he didn't take his hand out. He frowned and pressed it against his heart. "It feels that the organs inside are hot."

He covered his left chest with his hand, Qi Zhong's heart beating beneath him.

The anger is too great, I feel that the internal organs are hotter than the skin.

Jiang's old house is far away from the second, but the second uncle has a house in the heart of the city on a working day. When Qi Cheng changed Qi Zhong's clothes and medicine, he thought he would come soon.

"Your hands are cool," after a while, Qi Zhong was dissatisfied again, and said without any disobedience, "Change your hand."

This hand was scorched by his chest.

Fortunately, there is no one around now, otherwise Qi Cheng's world-famous reputation will be destroyed here.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the car to come quickly with the lights on and stopped in front of Qi Cheng without any errors.

Qi Cheng took Qi Zhong on the train, said too late, and said directly: "Second Uncle, City Hospital."

Jiang Jing came in a hurry, but his expression was calm. He nodded and ran to the city hospital.

Qi Zhong’s thermometer has not reached five minutes, which is so efficient that Qi Zhong has not responded when he got in the car.

Qi Cheng's expression became helpless. He couldn't get out to reach Qi Zhong's clothes in front of his uncle's face to cool him. He could only hold Qi Zhong's hand in his hand and repeatedly give him warmth with the palm of his hand. .

His temperature is relatively cold, especially in such rainy nights and winters, Qi Zhong, like a small stove, is completely two extremes. The skin of his hands makes Qi Zhong comfortable and he does not want to take his hands away.

When the time was up, he asked Qi Zhong to take out the thermometer. Look, all the medicines I took before were not used, and the temperature rose to 39 degrees 6!

"Fuck!" Qi Cheng couldn't help but burst his swearing, his face ugly.

"You take off some clothes for him first, otherwise it will be colder when you get off the train," Jiang Jing hasn't seen Qi Cheng like this. His Yu Guang crossed from Qi Zhong and was also a little worried. Liquor and wet wipes, you wipe him."

Qi Zhong heard this sentence by himself, he began to pick up his clothes, and he also felt uncomfortable and thanked Jiang Jing: "Thank you brother."

Jiang Jing said with a smile: "You can't call my elder brother, follow Xiaocheng to call my uncle."

"Oh," Qi Zhong was stunned, "Uncle."

Jiang Jing looks young, so young is his uncle.

Qi Cheng poured liquor on the paper towel and wiped his ears and neck. Qi Zhong's skin was so hot that he frowned, but Qi Zhong's eyelids gradually sagged, and he was about to close.

"No sleep," Qi Cheng whispered in his ear, "Did you hear Qi Zhong?"

His tone was more fierce than the previous sentence that prevented him from speaking. Qi Zhong tried to open his eyes. Perhaps his illness affected his IQ. He felt aggrieved again and said as strongly as possible: "No sleep."

The smell of liquor went into his nose, and Qi Zhong suddenly raised his heart.

Wipe yourself neck, sweat just covered her body, Qi Cheng will not smell the sweat on his body!

He sniffed his nose, eager to turn his head to look at his neck and back, Qi Cheng tweeted, "Do you still have a good smell of liquor when you have a high fever?"

Qi Zhong was embarrassed to tell him that he was smelling of sweat, and he murmured.

"You can't drink it if you smell good," Qi Cheng put down the bottle and wet tissues, and then put his collar on. "Qi Zhong, your physical fitness is really poor. How do you hit someone when you play basketball?"

Qi Zhong now has a fever and can't see it. Jiang Jingyan, who was driving in front of him, knew what he was thinking.

Deliberately saying something annoying, fearing that the child will get worse when he falls asleep.

Qi Cheng's expression in the rearview mirror was also clear. Jiang Jing felt that the two should be very good friends. Otherwise, Qi Cheng would not know that he had a fever in the middle of the night, so he took the person to the hospital so personally.

After arriving at the city hospital, Qi Zhong was taken to the hanging water area and waited for the nurse and sister to give him a needle. Qi Cheng was also relieved a lot when he was a professional. He sent Jiang Jing out of the hospital and asked him to go back to bed quickly. When he returned to the hospital again, he still had a cup of hot water in his hand.

Qi Zhong looked at him eagerly, drinking hot water. Although his throat still hurts, he felt he could speak now, "Uncle went back?"

This uncle also called the self-cooked, Qi Cheng looked at him, "It's quite comfortable."

Qi Zhong relied on himself from the beginning to the end, and was not afraid of being embarrassed by him. He straightened and said: "The life-saving benefactor asked me to call me, of course I have to call it well!"

"Speak quietly, don't talk," Qi Cheng frowned and trained him, and then said, "Save the benefactor?"

Qi Cheng, "He is your life-saving benefactor, what am I?"

Oh my

Qi Zhong felt that his eyes were starting to get hot.

He stammered out a few words, and the nurse sister appeared like an angel to give him a needle. Qi Zhongchang breathed a sigh of relief, shit, shit, shy.

It's not that the throat can't speak, but the brain can't speak.

The nurse's sister told Qi Cheng, "Give him more hot water and want to go to the toilet just outside."

After she told her to leave, Qi Cheng stood beside and looked at Qi Zhong with a smile, not letting go of the topic just now, "Say, he is your life-saving benefactor, what am I?"

Qi Zhong burned with smoke above his head and said in a false voice: "You are also my life-saving benefactor."

"No," Qi Chengsha shook his head. "Too many life-saving benefactors are worthless. I woke up in the middle of the night, and I went upstairs to see what happened to you. Wear clothes, take medicine and give medicine, Take you to the hospital, anyway, I refuse to rank with my uncle."

"Then he is not, a life-saving benefactor," Qi Zhong quickly changed his mind, "only you."

Qi Chengfu looked at him with the expression of “You turned out to be this kind of person”, and he had to take out his mobile phone. “Then my uncle and I said, telling him that it wouldn’t be useful tonight.”

Originally, Qi Zhong felt that his head was not enough. Qi Cheng was still like this. He was about to cry. "So what do you want."

Qi Cheng sat casually on the handrail beside him, "Looking at you so miserable, then he is your life-saving benefactor."

He smiled and turned his head to stare at Qi Zhong, smirking, "I'll be wronged, be your good brother."

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