I seem to have a crush on the little follower

After placing her mother in the inpatient department, it was almost morning. The policewoman discussed taking the two of them back by the way, but Tang Le insisted on staying to take care of her mother.

Originally, the staff wanted to invite a nurse, but Tang Le refused.

The female policeman sighed, and looked helplessly at the two unspeakable brats in front of her.

One of the two was as stubborn as a donkey, and the other was guarding the donkey, refusing to move from its nest. The policewoman saw that there were no more than two of them, so she didn't force her any more. She just gave a few instructions and then yawned and followed the others. gone.

It's not that Tang Le has never been to the hospital in the middle of the night, but it's just the first time as an accompanying family member, he suddenly felt that the burden on his body was heavier, and even his shoulders became sore.

This is a two-room ward. There are no patients in the clinic. There is a light blue curtain in the middle. Once drawn, it can block the line of sight.

On the bedside table was a fruit basket put down by a policewoman, and the infusion tube of the hanging bottle protruded from the white quilt. My mother closed her eyes, because the medicine had a sleeping effect, so she slept very deeply, and there was a faint sound in the quiet night. Regular grunts.

Tang Le sat beside another empty bed, feeling a little sleepy, but his mind was exceptionally clear.

"Do you want to eat fruit?" Zhou Fan stood up and picked at the fruit basket.

"Don't eat." Tang Le said sullenly.

"Apple or banana?" Zhou Fan ignored it and said directly.

Tang Le glanced at him: "I don't want to eat."

Zhou Fan picked out the most orange and best-looking Yuan Gungun from the inside: "Then eat oranges."

"……what ever."

Zhou Fan only listened to his last words, and sure enough, he moved a small bench and sat next to him, with a trash can between his legs, concentrating on peeling the oranges.

Tang Le looked at the spinner on the top of his head and remained silent for a long time.

The fruits in this fruit basket all looked good, especially this orange, the juicy flesh seemed to jump out when peeled, Tang Le swallowed.

"Lie on the bed." Zhou Fan raised his chin, motioning to the bed he was sitting on: "Sleep."

Tang Le frowned: "I don't sleep."

"You sleep with you, I am much more proficient in taking care of patients than you are, and you are also troublesome when you are awake..." Zhou Fan lowered his head, and finally said softly: "Be obedient."

Tang Le was in a panic, and was even more upset by his order again. He turned his head and said, "I can't sleep."

Seeing this, Zhou Fan got up straight away, grabbed his shoulders and put him on the bed, pulled the quilt at the end of the bed on him, and stuffed a whole peeled orange into his mouth. Tang Le's mouth was small. , Immediately was stuffed so that he could only whimper vaguely.

"Go to sleep."

Zhou Fan stood up and looked at him condescendingly. The angle of looking up made him look so tall that he could reach the sky. His eyes were extraordinarily deep and his eyelashes were very long.

The owner of the long eyelashes didn't give up because of Tang Le's inner activities, he frowned: "I'll ask you to get up and change shift later, it's okay."

"..."

Tang Le's mouth was so stuffed that he couldn't speak. After a long while, he had no choice but to nod helplessly, and closed his eyes in panic.

Zhou Fan turned around and leaned weakly on the window sill.

The bed curtain was only drawn with a thin layer of gauze, and the looming ivory-white moonlight leaked from the gap and scattered all over the floor, outlining his figure in a smooth arc.

Zhou Fan folded his hands on his chest, and his gaze fell on the sleeping mother Tang solemnly. A few seconds later, he moved to Tang Le who forced himself to sleep.

He frowned, turned around to face the outside of the window, and sighed.

When Tang Le woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

Tang's mother was lying on the pillow on the bed, and beside the bed was a bowl of hot porridge that she had just finished drinking, still steaming.

Tang Le sniffed, and a strange smell mixed with the porridge smell entered his nostrils.

"Da Le, are you awake?" Mom turned her head, showing a relaxed smile for the first time in so many years. When the morning light came, Tang Le was in a daze for a moment.

"What time... What time is it?" Tang Le rubbed his face hastily, and said that he was about to get out of bed.

"At [-]:[-], you slept really on time, for eight full hours, golden sleep!"

At the door, a person came in with another bowl of hot porridge, and another stainless steel lunch box with dripping water in his hand. It was obvious that the porridge had cooled down and was heated with hot water.

"The hospital here didn't taste very good earlier. After I tasted it, I went outside to buy porridge for you and your mother, lean meat porridge." Zhou Fan said, handing the porridge over with a spoon.

Tang Le was so sleepy that his head was dazed, especially when he woke up and was in a strange environment, it took him a while to recall everything that happened last night.

He was sitting by the bed, holding the porridge in his right hand, without moving.

Seeing his dull expression, Zhou Fan smiled and lowered his voice: "I have something to do later, I'll eat when I come back."

"Okay." Seeing his mother turned her head to take a nap, Tang Le hurriedly asked him in a low voice: "By the way, we agreed to change shifts last night."

"We'll talk about this later." Zhou Fan ignored his gaze, just smiled and stared at his sullen look.

Tang Le glared at him: "That's fine, there is one more thing."

"Ok?"

"Are you smoking?" Tang Le moved closer and sniffed.

When Zhou Fan sat closer, Tang Le could smell the faint strange smell just now, which was the smell of smoke wafting from Zhou Fan's body.

Zhou Fan paused, just scratched his head and didn't have the nerve to speak.

At this time, the police outside the door happened to knock on the door.

Tang Le said: "I'll settle the score with you when I come back."

After finishing speaking, the two packed up their lunch boxes to avoid, but just after they came out of the ward, Tang Le was held by someone and walked quickly towards the outside of the inpatient area.

Tang Le was stunned: "Why go?"

"I registered for you. I was dizzy yesterday for no reason. I have to see a doctor today. The money has already been spent. If you don't go, it will be a waste." Zhou Fan said quickly, and then threw the empty lunch box into the trash can: "It's only one hour now, and the police will leave after one hour. It's the weekend, and there's a queue for the inspection."

"..." Tang Le was stunned for more than ten seconds, then quickly grabbed the opponent's hand, pulled him and ran downstairs: "Damn, didn't you say it earlier, are you angry with me!"

Zhou Fan was dragged away violently, but laughed happily: "I'm not fucking forcing you at this juncture, can you go!"

……

It took exactly one hour and 10 minutes to complete the inspection. Tang Le and Zhou Fan glanced at the wall clock when they sprinted 10 meters back to the ward. Fortunately, it was only 10 minutes late, and the world was stable within these [-] minutes, and the police investigation was completed. Just finished.

The result was indeed anemia. Fortunately, there were not many people doing routine blood tests, so the results could be obtained quickly. However, the requirement of fasting made Tang Le a little dizzy.

Zhou Fan babbled all the way back, he could almost repeat the doctor's words upside down five or six times, in short, the conclusion he came to was——

In the future, he must be fed until he is fat and fat.

Tang Le is deeply worried about his future figure.

The moment the door was pushed open, several staff members were preparing to leave.

"Okay, okay," the younger policeman nodded, and his eyes fell on the notebook: "I wrote down everything you said, and when I go back, I will search for the corresponding information. If there is any news, I will contact you as soon as possible. "

"It's troublesome." Mother Tang bowed down and thanked her.

"Should be."

Several people nodded to the two routinely, and the two sent them to the elevator door before returning.

I heard that Tang Bin, who is Tang Le's adoptive father, has been arrested, and the house in his hometown has also been temporarily sealed off. As for the woman he brought into the house later, no one cares about her whereabouts.

And the matter of finding relatives is already in the making. After all, although the report has a record, more than ten years have passed now.

But the troublesome thing is the problem of updating information. The residence is demolished and moved, and the phone and mobile phone are updated from generation to generation.

But Mama Tang was not in a hurry anymore. At this point, there was nothing to worry about.

After getting down from the test sheet, Zhou Fan's mouth has been hanging with a faint smile, which makes Tang Le's hairs all over.

Mom was sitting on the bed watching TV in the ward, Tang Le gave Zhou Fan a wink, and the two walked out of the ward until they reached the floor-to-ceiling glass at the end, overlooking the most prosperous intersection in the city from the [-]th floor , traffic gathers, the traffic lights at the intersection go off and on again, just like the old TV show, busy and lonely.

Zhou Fan stood beside him, put his hand in his pocket, and squeezed the test sheet inside with a crackling sound.

Tang Le narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at him for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to search up and down in his pocket.

"What are you looking for?"

Zhou Fan froze for a moment, raised his hands and let him turn over.

But after a long while, he only found a pack of toilet paper, a mobile phone, and a test sheet, and Tang Le frowned.

"Where do you smoke?" Tang Le raised his eyes.

"Ah?" Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Where's the cigarette?" Tang Le repeated, with a cold face: "Give it to me, see you next time and throw it away again."

Zhou Fan paused, and a smile crept into his eyes: "There is no smoke."

"Where are you cheating ghosts?" Tang Le gave him a white look: "Hurry up."

Zhou Fan smiled helplessly: "Really not, I swear, it was when I came back from the toilet in the early morning, I chatted with the uncle for a while, and the uncle had a good chat, so he gave me a share."

Tang Le was dubious: "Where did you come from?"

"It seems that a patient in a certain ward got sick, so he had to drag someone to chat, hey, talk to me, and he was almost drowned by the uncle's saliva." Zhou Fan wiped his face and shook his head: "Is the uncle sick enough?" Delay in eloquence, talkative and smooth, I feel like I can sing rap."

Tang Le snorted and stared at him: "No matter how sneaky you are, I'm afraid you can chop vegetables."

Zhou Fan paused, stretched out one hand and pulled the man into his arms, clamped his neck, and tied him so that he couldn't move.

"Little bastard, I really don't miss any chance." Zhou Fan said, flicking his forehead.

"whispering sound."

Tang Le was facing the floor-to-ceiling glass. There were not many people in the corner. Relying on the height difference and the unfamiliar faces passing by behind him, he quietly let Zhou Fan hold him, his arms pierced from under his shoulders to his body. Come and wrap your arms around his waist.

The body behind her was firm and warm, and the clothes smelled of jasmine washing powder, and a lighter smell of tobacco.

"I'm so happy today." Zhou Fan suddenly said something incoherent.

"Huh?" Tang Le snorted.

"Because of this thing," Zhou Fan took out the test form from his pocket and shook, "It's the first time I'm so happy with a test form."

Tang Le glared at him: "I'm sick, are you so gloating?"

"Hahaha, but you are right, I am only happy because you are anemic." Zhou Fan lowered his head slightly, and put his chin on the top of his head: "Children, you squatted on the ground in a faint yesterday. , I'm really freaking out."

Tang Le froze for a moment, then looked straight at him.

Zhou Fan moved his eyes down, his dark circles became heavier under the sunlight, and a beam of light shot into his eyes, like a deep pool in a deep mountain where the sun has not been seen for a long time, misty, but there is also a crystal light , a circle of ripples.

He obviously behaved so calmly and calmly yesterday, and he didn't say a word on the way to the hospital by car. Tang Le didn't know until the results of the test report came out. Did not sleep.

"You were just thin before, so thin that your face was pointy. I didn't feel anything. I just thought, oh, this is because of your physique. Then you said that you were forgetful and slow to react, and that it was difficult for you to run until you fainted. It took me a while to realize that this is not normal." Zhou Fan said, frowning: "I was too careless, I didn't know how to be afraid until yesterday..."

Tang Le listened to him quietly, and finally opened her mouth, but did not make a sound for a long while.

"At the beginning, I was standing at the entrance of the inpatient department with my mother's list like this." Zhou Fan glanced at the laboratory test list in his hand, and lowered his voice a few degrees: "If I had forced her early, it would have been like now Forcing you to let her go to the doctor, in fact, maybe there will be a turning point..."

At the end of Zhou Fan's words, his voice became smaller and smaller, and then he simply closed his mouth. His thin lips were pursed together, and he looked out of the window at the intersection with a frown.

Tang Le raised a hand, lightly covering the back of his hand, rubbing it up and down, as if comforting an injured child.

In the end, he grasped Zhou Fan's hand tightly.

Tang Le pulled his hand from his waist, and he didn't care about the uncle who was sitting on the seat next to him, and clasped his fingers tightly with him.

Tang Le was silent for a long time. He only felt that the people behind him gradually lowered their heads, and the warm breath hit the back of his neck, which was a little itchy.

Tang Le turned his head slightly, and turned his face to the side of the wall, a direction that no one could see.

"Brother Fan." Tang Le said softly.

"Yeah." Zhou Fan still lowered his head.

"Look up, let me tell you a secret." Tang Le pursed her lips.

"Say it, others can't hear it." Zhou Fan chuckled.

"Hurry up, come here." Tang Le urged.

Zhou Fan had no choice but to lower his head, put his ear to his face, and closed his eyes contentedly: "Say it, little bastard."

Tang Le's face turned red from embarrassment, he raised his chin and put his mouth next to his ear.

A faint fragrance with orange flavor lingered on the tip of his nose, and his voice was even softer because of his lowered voice.

"It's impossible for me to let you go, you have to be my boss for the rest of your life." Tang Le's pale pink lips parted: "You don't have to worry about it anymore."

Zhou Fan raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, as if he expected that he would confess his true feelings.

"It's one sentence away." Zhou Fan laughed.

"what?"

"Three words, I want to hear it." Zhou Fan deliberately lowered his head and rubbed over.

Tang Le was amused by his gesture of begging to pet his head like a little golden retriever, and when the words came to his mouth, he said it regardless of the noisy environment he was in.

The world seemed to be quiet, only his three soft words.

"I love you." Tang Le smiled.

The author has something to say: Tang Le: Okay, stop saying I love you.

Zhou Fan: Huh!The daughter-in-law is so handsome!

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