Chapter 90 Reading aloud (3)

Ever since Fei Du started to eat some normal food, his true nature was immediately revealed, and he turned his head and hated the hospital's clear soup and lack of water. In fact, Mr. Fei's original intention was to move to a private hospital with beautiful scenery, hire a cook, and usually invite his beautiful assistants to chat, let them run errands, and even recuperate from injuries. Anyway, he doesn't care about medical expenses. Cannot be reimbursed.

It was a pity that Fei Du was depleted of energy and blood at the time, and he struggled to speak. Before this very perfect plan was finished, Luo Wenzhou had already made up his own mind for him.

Luo Wenzhou said, "You don't like to eat? Okay, I'll make it for you and bring it here—the problem is really big, why are you so hard to support?"

Fei Du had to euphemistically say that the senior brother was lame himself, and it was not easy for him to suffer from labor injuries.

After listening to him, Luo Wenzhou nodded, then dismissed the opinion, and made a final decision: "Then you don't need to worry about it, that's it."

Luo Wenzhou's craftsmanship was good, but he definitely didn't have the level to be on the stage of "cooking competition". He could only cook ordinary meals. However, Fei Du was inexplicably staying in a public hospital with his nose pinched for the sake of these ordinary meals. Well, after the fact, I was very puzzled when I thought about it.

It can only be attributed to the fact that he has never eaten a "free lunch" in his life.

For the criminal police team, Zhou's case was temporarily over, but the economic investigation was far from over, and the follow-up finishing work was also complicated. Luo Wenzhou had been very busy since he returned to the city bureau, and this day was even more of a challenge. The meeting was connected to a meeting, and it was really lacking in skills, so had to entrust Ms. Mu Xiaoqing to go to his house to watch the stew pot and Luo Yiguo, and then labor her to go to the hospital.

Before leaving, Luo Wenzhou specifically instructed Tao Ran to speak to Fei Du.

Unexpectedly, just as Tao Ran called him, Fei Du said to him, "Brother, I'm on the speakerphone, and Mr. Zhou is here. I want to know something about you."

Hearing this, Tao Ran, who had a compass-like attention, immediately transformed himself in place, entered the working state, and left the matter of "mother" and "food delivery" out of the sky. Until he hung up the phone, Tao Ran still had a little doubt in his heart, and always felt as if he had forgotten something. After thinking about it, he confirmed that he had said everything he should have said, and he had not said a word that should not have been said, so he put down his heart and concentrated on writing the report.

So this tragedy was brewed—

Mu Xiaoqing looked at Fei Du who was alive in front of her, and for a few seconds, she really suspected that she had gone to the wrong ward.

The last time she saw Fei Du was when he was just pushed out of the ICU. Fei Du was in a coma at that time, his face was bloodless, his hands full of tubes were so thin that he could see bones, and the exposed skin was not bandaged for a few inches, like a piece of china that shattered when touched. don't know about human affairs, and his brows have been frowning, as if he is silently enduring a pain that can't be covered up by any drowsiness.

Later, Mu Xiaoqing heard that he could have hided behind the front of the car, and at most rubbed some oily skin, all because he was injured like this to protect her unfortunate son, so he made up for Fei Du's handsome face. The story of an obsessed and beautiful teenager who was abducted by a stinky hooligan. He walked around the ward every day, and maternal love was about to overflow.

So when Fei Du woke up later, Luo Wenzhou refused to let the two of them come on the grounds of "I haven't told him it's open, and I haven't reached the point of seeing my parents. You come here too grandly, I'm afraid he'll be under pressure." When visiting a doctor, Mu Xiaoqing actually believed it!

It was only when she met a real person that she realized that her imagination was out of tune.

Hemiplegia did not delay Mr. Fei's coquettish coquettishness. He wore a dark gray coat over his hospital gown, his hair was neatly groomed, and rimless glasses were placed on the bridge of his nose. I mean, folded out from the cold lens again, the aura is big and mysterious, and it almost brings out some demonic aura - it is completely different from the "poor" on the sick bed.

How is it different from what Luo Wenzhou said?

"Oh, thank you, the inpatient area is a bit chaotic," Mu Xiaoqing looked at him, looked up at the number plate at the door of the ward, and double-checked before asking, "Do you know someone named Luo Wenzhou?"

Fei Du gave an impeccable smile, and vaguely realized that something was wrong, so he answered very cautiously: "Huh? It's my colleague may I ask who you are..."

Mu Xiaoqing took out the words "is my colleague" separately and chewed it in her head. Judging from her keen sense of taste, she did not figure out what other meanings in this sentence.

Today's young people are so calm when they fall in love, don't they blushing and heartbeat?

Mu Xiaoqing made an "oh" and nodded clearly, thinking in her heart that no wonder Luo Wenzhou rarely asked her to deliver a meal today. Fei Du is a rare "shy breed" in contemporary times.

After a long time of trouble, Luo Wenzhou was just unilaterally being bullied outside the "critical care room" that day!

Mu Xiaoqing came back to her senses, her heart was overwhelmed with joy, and she consciously grabbed Luo Wenzhou's braid. She put down the lunch box and flowers, sat down on the chair in front of the sick room, and said to Fei Du very gently, "I, I'm his neighbor, he said today that he can't leave if there is something wrong, and it happens that my husband and the two Tian was also hospitalized, so I asked me to bring you meals by the way—your colleagues also bring you meals every day? Why are you being so nice to you?”

Fei Du was extremely sensitive to other people's frowns and smiles, and the more he felt that something was wrong with this middle-aged "beauty", so he avoided the situation and gave a light "um", simply agreeing with the sentence "Luo Wenzhou is very good to him", and then diverged. Topic: "Thank you, but are you both married?"

Mu Xiaoqing knew that this was an insincere piece of flattery, but when he looked at Fei Du's face with a nose and an eye, he was still patted all over his body and said with a smile, "You child really knows how to do it. Talk, my son is as tall as a telephone pole!"

Fei Du: "..."

This description... sounds really strong.

Ms. Mu Xiaoqing's heart was as big as the Pacific Ocean, and she could swallow Asia in one go. Although she was briefly shocked by Fei Du's strong contrast, she quickly recovered and dragged herself back to her. Imagination outside the solar system, adapting to reality at the speed of light—after all, aside from other things, Fei Du saved her son in that kind of situation, and Luo Wenzhou’s ups and downs outside the ward at that time were all true.

So she happily checked Fei Du's account.

Fei Du wondered if the current "good neighbors in China" were all so familiar. Although he was not overwhelmed, he was unprepared to be questioned like a mother-in-law. He was still "heavy wounded", and most importantly, he felt as if he had made a mistake just now——

When Mu Xiaoqing finally got up to say goodbye, Fei Du immediately lowered his head and sent a message to Luo Wenzhou while she turned around: "Who's here to deliver the meal?"

Then he kept smiling as if nothing had happened, and pushed the electric wheelchair to open the door for Mu Xiaoqing: "Which ward does your family live in? I'll take you to the nearest door in a moment."

Mu Xiaoqing chatted happily, and had long forgotten what he had just said. Hearing him ask, he said casually, "Podiatry."

Fei Du's face was blank: "...what?"

Mu Xiaoqing: "No, there doesn't seem to be a podiatry department. What is that? Limb department? Lower limb department? Which department do people with beriberi usually live in?"

Fei Du: "..."

This mouth full of aircraft carriers must have grown out of a set of genes very similar to Luo Wenzhou.

"Then come this way with me." Fei Du led her to the gate without saying a word, and tried to temporarily erect an image of "kind, respectful, thrifty and yielding" to wash his virtues out of this lady's mind. He insisted to accompany Mu Xiaoqing in the elevator downstairs, and sent her all the way to the gate of the inpatient department like a respectful farewell to Lafayette, "You can just walk forward."

Mu Xiaoqing smiled and said: "Don't give it away, oh, how are you talking, but you are polite again?"

Fei Du gave her a very modest smile: "It should be."

At this moment, the phone in his lap vibrated, Fei Du glanced down, and saw that Luo Wenzhou replied to them in the middle of his busy schedule: "My mother."

In the icy cold wind of early winter, Fei Du quietly broke out in white sweat: "Auntie walk slowly, pay attention to safety."

Mu Xiaoqing sighed: "Oh, I've been a 'girl' for less than half an hour, and I've become an auntie again."

Fei Du struggled to maintain his unmoved expression, and said "shyly" in a gentle manner, "Yes...you are too young, I misread it at first glance, I'm really sorry..."

Mu Xiaoqing only wanted to listen to the first half of the sentence, and blissfully ignored his serious apology: "I love chatting with you so much, I haven't received flowers from the handsome guy for many years, and Luo Wenzhou doesn't?"

Fei Du's eyes widened suddenly—wait, what does "Luo Wenzhou don't have"?

The message contained in this sentence is somewhat meaningful.

But before he could react, Mu Xiaoqing let out a more ruthless remark.

She said, "Hahaha, I have to take it back and show it off to our old man."

After she finished speaking, Ms. Mu Xiaoqing floated away in a dashing and unrestrained manner.

Fei Du: "..."

If he could move more flexibly, he would probably have already knelt down for her.

Taking advantage of the break between the meeting, Luo Wenzhou remembered Fei Du's message just now. He was very surprised that Tao Ran didn't make it clear to him. He was a little worried that Mu Xiaoqing was talking nonsense, so he called back: "What's wrong?"

Fei Du said in a strange tone: "It's nothing, Senior Brother, I love you."

Luo Wenzhou clearly knew that the three words "I love you" came out of Fei Du's mouth. It was almost like "Have you eaten?", but he accidentally bumped into the water dispenser in the corridor.

Then he received a bunch of warm and candid roses in the reception room that evening. The fragrant fragrance made Luo Wenzhou suspect for a moment that Fei Du was wronging him, but when he thought of Fei Du's state, even if he wanted to What is "the heart is longing for it, the body can't reach it", he calmed down again, happily took the flower home and placed it in the study, and cruelly locked it outside the door when Luo Yiguo wanted to follow up to see what happened, Chuī whistled happily.

The two of them each left an unspeakable reason for Ms. Mu Xiaoqing, and they coexisted peacefully every day, which was much more harmonious than before.

Finally, more than a month later, when the first snow fell in the middle of winter, Luo Wenzhou was no longer lame, and Fei Du was able to leave the hospital to recuperate.

The heater in the car was running too high, and Fei Du accidentally lost consciousness. When Luo Wenzhou woke up, he opened his eyes and found that he was not familiar at all.

"There are still five minutes to come to my house," Luo Wenzhou said. "You wake up first, and you will save yourself a cold wind and catch a cold for a while."

Fei Du repeated in a low voice, "Your home?"

Luo Wenzhou stared at the road ahead without changing his face, trying his best to make a "natural" expression: "Yes, I have prepared all the daily necessities, I will put you down first, look at what you still lack, and make a list for you. I."

Fei Du may be thinking crookedly, acquiescing to this arrangement, and at the same time subconsciously licking his lips.

Luo Wenzhou's family fee had come twice. The ground was about a hundred square meters and there was a free basement. For a bachelor, it was a bit too big, but cats could have fun in it.

Pushing the door and entering, the room was warm and warm, and the aroma of ròu wafted from the kitchen on the face, a smell of home involuntarily entangled the people returning from the ice and snow, as if it could melt people inside.

Because Comrade Luo Yiguo's revolutionary integrity was not enough to win people's trust, and there was another stew in the kitchen, so Luo Wenzhou locked it in the bathroom before leaving. Luo Yiguo was furious at this arrangement, and when he heard the door slam, he intensified his actions. He scratched the door, roaring in his mouth, and as soon as the door opened, he jumped up and scratched the shit-shoveler into a big face.

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, Luo Yiguo smelled an unfamiliar smell, and suddenly braked two meters below Fei Du's feet. Hiding behind the door.

Fei Du was like a housekeeper. Once he came, he no longer had to prevent the cat from jumping on the dining table. It was rare for Luo Wenzhou to eat a meal at home that didn't require "seeing six roads with one's eyes, listening to all directions with ears", and he was almost moved.

What moved him even more was that Fei Du didn't even act as a demon. Not only did he have no problem with Luo Wenzhou taking him home on his own accord, but his temper was also very smooth. No matter what he said to him, he promised "good", and it was short He restrained his affairs for the most part, and didn't pick on the various daily necessities that Luo Wenzhou prepared... Of course, when night fell, Luo Wenzhou realized that he was moved too early.