I seem to have a crush on the little follower

"Caught it!" Old Zhang roared when he saw this.

The team members who were on standby rushed up quickly, pressed the man who had been shot and fell to the ground, and handcuffed his hands tightly behind his back.

Looking at the man's gradually turning blue face and pale lips, Lao Zhang squatted down and roughly checked the bullet hole in his temple that was bleeding profusely, and frowned.

This kind of one-shot killing method at a critical moment, it is estimated that it will be too late to be sent to the hospital immediately.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was pressing down on the man, and there was no one around him who was tightly hugging him, Zhou Fanfei also pushed aside the crowd, rushed over and stretched out his hand to hug Tang Le, whose legs were so weak that he almost sat on the ground, into his arms inside.

"How are you?!"

Zhou Fan hurriedly went to see the wound on his neck, Tang Le took a breath as soon as he touched the wound, he was so anxious that he almost went crazy: "Okay, okay, I won't touch it, hold on, I'll see you off right away Go to the hospital!"

Tang Le took a few breaths to calm himself down. He grabbed Zhou Fan's arm with one hand: "It's okay, it shouldn't be too deep."

"You still say it's okay?? It's okay!! It's all blood..." Zhou Fan stretched out his trembling hand to show him.

Tang Le was dumbfounded by his yelling, looked at him a little at a loss, and softened his tone: "It hurts a little..."

Zhou Fan gritted his teeth: "Fuck."

He hugged Tang Le horizontally, regardless of the people in front of him in the corridor, he was about to rush downstairs.

As soon as Lao Zhang saw Zhou Fan rushing towards him with a gloomy face, he hurriedly pushed aside a few people who were blocking the road, turned around and gave his team members a few words, and then quickly followed the two of them.

Lao Zhang: "The car is behind the building, there is Xiao Fan downstairs, you should have seen it, I still have prisoners to deal with here, she will take you to the hospital."

"Ah."

Zhou Fan's heart felt uncomfortable for a while, he couldn't say anything, his lips were tightly closed, his face was ashen, he just hugged Tang Le tightly and walked downstairs quickly, Tang Le pressed the wound with Zhou Fan's clothes in one hand, obediently Shun leaned on his shoulder, like a quiet cat.

Lao Zhang probably has never seen such a serious expression on the face of a boy of his age, and he wanted to comfort him: "It's okay, don't get too angry, if there is not a lot of blood coming out, then you should No arteries were injured."

Zhou Fan turned his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were misty red, as if he hadn't slept for several nights.

Lao Zhang was taken aback by his appearance, and hurriedly waved his hands: "Send it to the hospital first, bandaging is the most important thing..."

Zhou Fan didn't speak, but nodded stiffly, and followed Fan Hua into the police car.

Although it was a week, there were still a lot of people in the hospital, but due to official duties, they were quickly bandaged.

Tang's mother has been inseparable since she got in the car. She almost shed tears when she saw the blood on Tang Le's neck, so she kept holding Tang Le's hand tightly, and she didn't let go even when it was bandaged. .

And Zhou Fan didn't say much, just followed like a human bodyguard, with a face as dark as Satan, which frightened the little nurse who brought the alcohol so that he didn't dare to get too close.

During the suturing process, the accompanying personnel were not allowed in the operating room. Zhou Fan discussed with the little nurse for a long time to no avail, so he had to listen to the doctor's speech with Tang's mother.

Mother Tang and Fan Hua surrounded the doctor one by one, and he stood outside silently, listening quietly.

"The depth of this stab wound would not be considered fatal for an ordinary child, but this child is too thin, and a little further down is the external carotid artery." The middle-aged male doctor frowned: "4cm long, 2mm deep, After suturing, bandage it, and remember to clean up the local hygiene regularly, so as not to get infected, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"Yes, yes, I remember." Mama Tang nodded and thanked her frequently, which made the doctor feel embarrassed.

Doctor: "Also, if you have the conditions at home during this time, let's supplement it. I'm too thin, and I can't lose weight like this. The body can't bear it if it goes on like this."

The doctor actually thought that Tang Le's thinness was due to his excessive pursuit of skinny beauty, but the fact was that he had already hated this kind of thinness that symbolized weakness.

If one day he wakes up and turns into a man with abdominal muscles, biceps, and even a punch that can knock him down, Tang Le will laugh halfway through.

Zhou Fan frowned, but it was true, he was too thin, so thin that every bone in his body hurt when held in his arms.

After explaining the follow-up treatment, the doctor turned around and left.

At the door of the operating room, which was not considered empty, the two sat side by side on chairs close to the aisle, but Zhou Fan couldn't sit still, standing aside against the pure white cold tile wall, staring at the door of the operating room in a daze.

After a while, the door of the operating room opened. Tang Le rubbed his neck, which was still under the anesthesia, and walked out behind the nurse. Before he could stand still, the three of them quickly surrounded him, cautious and worried. Tang Le was so frightened that he backed away unconsciously after a series of interrogations.

Such a big battle made it seem like he had just given birth to a big fat boy instead of a suture operation.

Tang Le touched the gauze with his hand: "It's all right now, it's just a little awkward."

Mother Tang: "What's wrong?"

Tang Le smiled: "It feels like an octopus is stuck to my neck, it's so sticky."

Fan Hua chuckled, and patted his head: "Really, it's all hurt like this, and I'm still joking."

Tang Le scratched his head in embarrassment.

Fan Hua looked at Mama Tang: "Okay, the medicine hasn't been prescribed yet."

Tang's mother patted her forehead, she was so nervous that she forgot about it just now: "Yes, Dale, you wait here and wait for us..." She glanced at Tang Le's neck: "Or we should go together."

Seeing this, Zhou Fan, who had been silent all this time, stepped forward suddenly: "It's okay, you go, I'll take him to sit here and wait."

"Oh yes, that's fine," Tang's mother paused, she seemed to have almost ignored Zhou Fan's existence just now, she nodded gently to Zhou Fan: "Then I will trouble you."

"No need." Zhou Fan exhaled lightly, and the tense expression on his face relaxed a little.

In front of the hall on the second floor of the hospital, there was a recessed open space. The glass fence in front of it faced the bustling registration office on the first floor. Zhou Fan carefully led Tang Le to sit down on the rest chair in the last row. , Tang Le let out a long sigh of relief.

And Zhou Fan faced the back of the chair of the person in front, bent forward slightly, crossed his hands and fingers on his knees, and his black bangs drooped, covering his deep eyes on the side.

"Brother Fan," Tang Le moved his buttocks, moved closer to him, and bumped his arm with his shoulder: "Your face stinks."

Zhou Fan hurriedly got up and quickly rubbed his face: "Who said that?"

Tang Le smiled: "You're going to write the words "I'm so mad" on my face."

"You kid, it's obvious that I was worried about dying five words. Look at the series, I'll show you how smart you are." Zhou Fan sneered, and put his arm on his back regardless of whether he was outside. On the back of the chair, it looks like they are hugging tightly from a distance.

Tang Le pursed his lips, knowing that he was overwhelmed with worry, so he leaned towards him in a courteous manner.

Tang Le: "Look, I'm fine now, I can still twist."

As he spoke, he twisted his body in Zhou Fan's arms. The waistband and shoulders of his trousers brushed against Zhou Fan's coat intentionally or unintentionally, making a scuffing sound. s consequence.

"Not only can it twist, but it can also seduce me." Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Tang Le's originally pale face turned red most of the time: "What a fart."

Seeing this, Zhou Fan pursed his mouth deliberately: "I'm not happy."

Tang Le stared at him with a red face, held back for a long time, and then covered her face and surrendered helplessly: "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."

"Hahahaha." Zhou Fan chuckled a few times triumphantly, and simply put his arms around his shoulders and said meanly: "This little seduction is not enough, I want to be more aggressive."

I thought that Tang Le would kick him away without hesitation, and would use his lifelong skills to blush and condemn him for being a hooligan in public. After a while, he took out something.

Tang Le raised his eyebrows: "Okay, handsome guy, add a number first."

"I wipe?"

Zhou Fan stared at an extra-large smartphone in his hand, and kept his mouth open for a long time without uttering words.

Tang Le was amused by his appearance, and looked around at this dark thing with some embarrassment.

He handed it forward with some embarrassment: "This is today's... my grandfather stuffed it into my pocket when I didn't pay attention. My mother said it should be a new mobile phone bought for me and asked me to keep it, but I I don’t really know how to use it... how do I use this one without buttons...?"

"Wonderful," Zhou Fan took the phone in his hand and pressed the power button: "This is the latest model, quite expensive."

"How expensive?" Tang Le's heart suddenly rose.

Zhou Fan took out his first-generation smartphone, shook it, and stretched out three fingers: "It's a multiple of mine."

Tang Le's eyes widened suddenly, he couldn't sit still for a while, and he was about to get up: "No, I have to go back."

"Come back!" Zhou Fan grabbed him and pulled him back: "Just now you said you were smart, you got up, he is your grandfather, and he is not an outsider, how can you return the things you gave when you met for the first time?" , keep it in mind in the future, and return it in other ways.”

"But I..." Tang Le still hesitated.

Zhou Fan sighed: "You will not be alone in your family in the future, you have to adapt to other people treating you well, caring about you and taking care of you!"

Tang Le lowered his head: "I'm not used to it, it feels...very strange."

Zhou Fan turned his head and rubbed his head vigorously: "Poor boy, let's not talk about this, here you are, follow my steps and teach you how to use it."

"Oh, good!"

Tang Le hurriedly took it over, looking at his flexible operation in a hurry, learning slowly.

Tang Le himself is not stupid, especially in 2012, the operation of the previous generations of smart phones in the Chinese market is not considered difficult, and he can learn some of the most basic operations by himself, so Zhou Fan taught it for only a few minutes, and it was easy Started to take him off WeChat.

"Come on, here, I'll add my number to it for you." Zhou Fan stretched out his hand, and he obediently handed over the phone.

Half a minute later, the phone was returned.

Tang Le was still confused by Monk Erzhang Zhang. He flipped through the WeChat pages, a little curious and a little nervous.

"Where are you? If you send me a message, where can I see it?" Tang Le asked.

Zhou Fan smiled meanly: "I'll send you one, you can try it."

"Oh, good." Tang Le lowered his head, staring at the phone intently.

A few seconds later, the phone rang with a "ding dong". He was startled, and hurriedly squinted his eyes to look at the phone screen.

A red circle ① jumped out from the far left, and Tang Le clicked in with some excitement.

[Husband: Do you love me?baby~]

Tang Le's smile gradually froze: "..."

"Hahahahahaha." A burst of laughter erupted from beside him.

He stared: "Get out of here! You old fart!"

The author has something to say: Tang Le: Someone shamelessly took my phone and changed a shameless note for himself.

Shameless Zhou: What's the use of being shameless, is it important to have a daughter-in-law!

ps: I am back! !Also, because I don’t know much about WeChat at that time in 2012, the content about WeChat may be a bit biased later, please bear with me~