Lin Zimao had a dream. He dreamed that he was still on the Alpha planet where he had lived for many years, and someone was chasing him.
"Lin Zimao, you must go to the hospital today!"
"Lin Zimao, come back here!"
"Oh, you kid."
Lin Zimao covered his hot forehead and ran on the dark road, turning back and shouting, "If you ask the doctor to give me an injection in the butt, I won't go!"
The other party held down the skinny little Lin Zimao and said, "I won't give you an injection. Let the doctor take a look and prescribe some medicine. I promise."
After a while, Lin Zimao burst into tears. This man had cheated him. The doctor with the unicorn arm took a needle thicker than his calf and stabbed it into his butt!
Lin Zimao was awakened by the giant needle.
The smell of a hospital is always very recognizable, and the smell of disinfectant is extremely pungent.
He knew he was in the hospital before he even opened his eyes, and when he looked again, he saw Jiang Xuan's expressionless handsome face.
He thought that if he replaced this face with a doctor's face, it would not be impossible to accept the injection, but there are no ifs in the world, and Jiang Xuan is not a doctor.
"Awake?" Jiang Xuan's voice was still flat. He pressed the call button on the screen next to the bed.
“Yeah.” Lin Zimao propped himself up and sat up. The back of his head hurt a little, so he touched it with his fingers.
Jiang Xuan asked him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Lin Zimao pursed his lips: "I think the back of my head is swollen."
Before he had the chance to ask why Jiang Xuan was here and why he was here, the doctor had already come over, along with the serious and stern Director Liang and the gentle but somewhat relieved Teacher Yu. He didn't recognize the rest of the people.
The doctor asked him a few simple questions, and after making sure that he was fine, he said that he could be discharged from the hospital at any time and just needed a shot to reduce the swelling. He only had a swelling on the back of his head, not a concussion.
"Is it okay not to get the injection?" Lin Zimao asked the doctor after a moment of hesitation.
"Yes, but it may take a day for the swelling to go down with medication, while the injection will be effective within an hour," said the doctor.
"Then I'll take medicine." It's best to have choices.
Lin Zimao then remembered the senior with the bleeding forehead. He asked Jiang Xuan, "Where is the senior who was with me? Is he okay?"
Jiang Xuan said: "It's okay, just spray some healing agent on it."
Lin Zimao breathed a sigh of relief. He was fine. "Then I'll go see him."
Seeing that Lin Zimao was fine, Jiang Xuan did not stop him.
Several students in Class 1 had gone back home. Teacher Yu asked Jiang Xuan if he could take Lin Zimao back to school for him, and Jiang Xuan said yes.
Lin Zimao went to the next ward and saw Ren Siran, whose forehead was wrapped in gauze, was very busy.
His ward was packed with people, including school leaders, classmates and teachers.
The school leader was holding his hand and said sincerely, "As expected of a kid from the mecha combat department, you are brave and courageous. Thanks to you for recovering the loss for the school and not causing any harm, the school will definitely give you credit!"
Ren Siran enjoyed the praise and acted very solemnly: "Yes, I will definitely live up to my mission in the future!"
Obviously, Ren Siran seemed to have forgotten that he pretended not to hear the cry for help and that he didn't want to die while in the mecha, and he was acting very righteous.
Lin Zimao came here just to check on Ren Siran's situation, but he didn't expect to see this kind of scene.
When Jiang Xuan came over with some anti-swelling medicine for Lin Zimao, he saw him standing at the door of the ward, sitting on a reclining chair with his legs bent, staring at his clasped fingers, wondering what he was thinking.
"What?" He himself didn't know how much unprecedented tenderness was contained in these two words.
Lin Zimao shook his head and forced a faint smile: "Nothing, just saw something interesting."
Jiang Xuan felt that his laughter did not reach his eyes. How could something funny make him laugh like this? When he turned around and came back, Lin Zimao's mood changed so much that he could only assume that he was scared.
Lin Zimao didn't bring his communicator when he boarded the mecha, so he probably didn't see the notice from the academy. Jiang Xuan told him, "The academy has given you half a day off. You don't have to train in the afternoon."
Lin Zimao was eager to end the military training right now: "Then I can leave the hospital now."
Jiang Xuan said to Lin Zimao who was in perfect condition: "Okay, let's go." Today had been quite thrilling, and he almost lost his life.
Lin Zimao raised his eyelids and asked him, "Where are you going?"
Jiang Xuan turned around and walked in front of him, squeezing out two words: "Eat."
Lin Zimao followed behind him and said, "Oh, indeed I am a little hungry." After a while, he asked Jiang Xuan again, "Aren't you going back to school?"
Jiang Xuan stood at the elevator entrance: "If you want to go back, I can take you back first."
Lin Zimao stood beside him and said immediately, "Let's go eat. It's rare to have half a day off."
Jiang Xuan turned his head to look at him, and Lin Zimao smiled at him.
The elevator door opened and Jiang Xuan walked in first. Their floor was high, so there were not many people in the elevator going down.
However, more people came in from the next floor. It seemed like a big family, sending their elders to see a doctor. Several middle-aged people squeezed into the elevator while talking, and squeezed the two of them into a corner. Lin Zimao was bumped by a fat aunt, who knocked him directly into Jiang Xuan's arms. Jiang Xuan subconsciously supported his waist. Lin Zimao turned sideways and found a comfortable standing position. Because the gap was small, he and Jiang Xuan were very close, and his lowered hand even touched the belt around Jiang Xuan's waist.
This was the first time I was so close to Jiang Xuan. Although I was facing sideways towards him, I could smell the faint scent of perfume on him. I thought that this person had quite a good taste in life. The perfume was very light and could hardly be smelled unless you got close to him. It was a gentle scent, like the calm and restrained scent of autumn, and it smelled good.
Jiang Xuan's gaze fell on Lin Zimao's sideways face. If Lin Zimao moved closer to him, his lips would be able to touch his cheek. Looking so closely, he could clearly see his thick, long eyelashes that were slightly curled upwards, and there was a teardrop mole at the corner of his right eye.
Lin Zimao is actually very handsome.
The elevator door opened again, and a group of people went out. The space in the elevator suddenly became empty, and Lin Zimao and Jiang Xuan distanced themselves from each other.
Jiang Xuan's palms were free from the warmth coming from Lin Zimao's clothes, and Lin Zimao also smelled a faint scent of perfume.
The two of them waited for the elevator to the first floor as if nothing had happened. Perhaps because the atmosphere was too ambiguous, they didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Jiang Xuan and Teacher Yu took a taxi to the hospital, and now they have to take a taxi to eat.
After getting in the car, Jiang Xuan asked Lin Zimao: "What do you want to eat?"
Lin Zimao leaned lazily on the back of the chair, carefully avoiding letting the back of his head touch the backrest: "I can do anything."
The driver drove the car over a food street near the school, but the flying taxi did not go down. Instead, it went to another street adjacent to the food street.
The two got out of the car.
Lin Zimao looked up at the small shop in front of him, and was a little surprised that Jiang Xuan didn't take him to a restaurant that looked very elegant. This place was not elegant, but it was decorated quite uniquely. There were several pots of succulents planted at the door, which were very down-to-earth and looked very fresh.
Today's menu is written in chalk on the blackboard at the door.
Today’s lunch specials: spicy beef offal rice set meal, Yangzhou fried rice.
Jiang Xuan chose a booth at the back and sat down.
Lin Zimao actually prefers a window seat, so he asked him, "Why don't you choose a window seat? I think the view is good."
Jiang Xuan picked up the menu and said, "I don't want to be watched."
Lin Zimao understood.
The restaurant is on the first floor and the windows are all made of transparent glass. With Jiang Xuan's looks, it is inevitable that passers-by will look at him a few times. If he doesn't want to get into trouble, he really has to stay away from the crowd as much as possible.
Lin Zimao chose the spicy beef offal set meal written at the door, and Jiang Xuan chose the Yangzhou fried rice.
Jiang Xuan glanced at Lin Zimao. He didn't expect that he could eat spicy food.
Lin Zimao didn't expect Jiang Xuan to choose fried rice, which showed how unexpectedly frugal and thrifty he was.
Jiang Xuan doesn't talk much on weekdays, but that doesn't mean he doesn't talk.
Lin Zimao almost got into trouble today. He was actually a little nervous when he heard the news. Anyone would be scared at that time.
Their relationship cannot be told to outsiders, but they have begun to get familiar with each other.
While waiting for the meal to be served, he asked Lin Zimao, "Are you afraid today?"
Lin Zimao wanted to shake his head, but then he nodded: "I'm afraid."
Jiang Xuan thought there was nothing wrong with what he heard, but he found it strange. The other freshmen looked frightened, but Lin Zimao was not affected at all. After waking up, he calmly asked about Ren Siran.
Jiang Xuan said: "You almost died."
Lin Zimao held his chin and looked at him, his eyes clear and straightforward: "Are you worried about me?"
Jiang Xuan's mouth tightened: "Don't worry."
Lin Zimao took a sip of water and said with a smile, "You really don't worry about me? Then I'm really pitiful."
Jiang Xuan asked, "Why are you so pitiful?"
Lin Zimao joked with him: "The person I'm going to marry doesn't love me."
Jiang Xuan's hand holding the water cup trembled slightly.
Indeed, they got married.
After so many days, I feel more certain today that he is married.
Lin Zimao noticed an expression of embarrassment on his face besides the cold expression, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
The waiter just brought the meal here.
Lin Zimao's spicy beef offal set meal was more exquisite than Lin Zimao had imagined, and was just the right amount for the appetite.
Jiang Xuan finished his fried rice bit by bit with a spoon.
The set meal comes with thick chicken soup, but neither of us ordered anything extra.
Jiang Xuan was quite satisfied with the lunch and paid the bill.
This afternoon's military training was cancelled, and Lin Zimao didn't want to return to the training base so soon.
When standing at the door of the restaurant and preparing to leave, Lin Zimao made a request to Jiang Xuan: "I don't want to go to school. I want to go back to see Jiaoyan."
Jiang Xuan agreed with him: "Okay." He had also been in the military training base for nearly two weeks and didn't want to go back for the time being.
Ten minutes later, they landed in front of the door of the cottage.
As soon as Lin Zimao entered the room, he called out "Pepper and Salt" and Jiang Xuan followed him in.
Jiaoyan ran down from upstairs in response. Lin Zimao was about to bend down to hug it, but the fat cat didn't even look at him. Instead, it ran to rub against Jiang Xuan's calf and circled around his legs twice.
Lin Zimao noticed that Jiaoyan had become thinner, and looked at Jiang Xuan: "It seems to be a little lighter."
Jiang Xuan was almost burned by his gaze, and his sight shifted to the pepper and salt spinning at his feet: "Congratulations on its successful weight loss."
Lin Zimao then remembered that Jiang Xuan took Jiaoyan to see a doctor last week and told him after he came back that Jiaoyan was too fat and needed to lose weight.
When Lin Zimao figured it out, he only saw Jiang Xuan disappearing in the stairwell, and he coldly rejected Jiaoyan's approach.
"Wait a minute, how did it lose weight successfully?"
Jiang Xuan seemed to hear nothing, but his steps up the stairs were a little faster than usual.