The call bell at the nurse's desk rang, and it was Qu Yanting's No. 3 bed.
It was really inexplicable, after Lu Wen went out, Qu Yanting was stunned on the bed for a while. The medicine was dripped out, and when he realized it, the needle had returned blood, and the back of his hand was slightly swollen.
He pushed the slack valve to the top to prevent the gas from entering, and half raised his left arm to wait for the nurse to come. Soon, the nurse pushed the door open, and Lu Wen came back with him.
Qu Yanting was even more puzzled, because Lu Wen's appearance was so strange.
His wheat-colored skin was tinged with red, and when he walked under the light, even his earbones showed a burning red sensation. The point is the expression, he lowered his head and pressed his browbones, his eyes drooped, and his lips were pursed very spiritually. The lighter part was hesitant to speak, the more serious one was speechless.
Lu Wen stopped at the end of the bed and refused to move forward.
People have feelings, and Qu Yanting could feel that Lu Wen was deliberately keeping a distance or avoiding something. He thought for a while, and there was no fourth person present at this time, it could only be because of this young nurse.
Walking to the bed, the nurse bent down and removed the tape on the back of Qu Yanting's hand, and said, "It's bleeding a little bit."
Lu Wen finally straightened his cervical spine, raised his eyes, and looked towards the hospital bed. When he heard Qu Yanting ring the bell, he came back with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
"It's swollen," the nurse said. "It's probably going to be bruised."
It didn't matter to Qu Yanting, but Lu Wen actually had an opinion, and seemed to blame him for being unreliable: "He's such a big guy, no one will know to ring the bell earlier if he looks at him."
The nurse said: "Then you should watch it, aren't you accompanying the bed?"
Qu Yanting took advantage of the situation and asked, "Where did you go just now?"
Lu Wen said, "Shit."
The nurse smiled: "He went to our nurse's station to measure his blood pressure."
The infusion needle was pulled out, and Qu Yanting pressed the needle hole, feeling a dull pain in the bulging back of his hand. He asked, "Are you unwell?"
The nurse took off the empty medicine bag and answered for Lu Wen: "The blood pressure is okay, but the heart rate is too fast. You can take another test later."
Lu Wen didn't expect the nurse to say it, his face became redder, his cervical spine lowered again, and he was still angry at the end of the bed.
When the bleeding stopped, Qu Yanting let go of the quilt, moved to the side of the bed and let her legs hang down to put on her shoes. He didn't want to spend the night in the hospital, it would be inconvenient to wash, and he had documents to communicate with the studio tomorrow morning.
Although the fever subsided, she was still a little dizzy suddenly, and Qu Yanting walked to the end of the bed, wiping the edge of the bed.
Lu Wen was still awkward, unwilling to raise his chin openly. When Qu Yanting entered his field of vision, his slightly calm heart rate climbed to the peak again in just a second.
Qu Yanting became more and more surprised, the nurse had already gone out, how could the two hundred and five still be so virtuous
Picking up the coat hanging on the footboard of the bed, he guessed as he put it on: "The nurse you said asked for the number, is she?"
There was a "plop" in Lu Wen's heart, like a big duck entering the water. Qu Yanting really liked him, so she couldn't wait to question him.
His temporary cervical spondylosis suddenly healed, and he straightened his neck and replied, "Yes, it's her."
Qu Yanting thought to himself, it seems that the purpose of measuring blood pressure is to strike up a conversation, which is quite a trick. But with such a fast heart rate, does it mean that Lu Wen is really attracted to him
After all, he is a public figure, so he should be more cautious in his love life. He asked, "Then do you want to get a number?"
Lu Wen said solemnly: "This is my privacy."
Qu Yanting had no intention of inquiring, but was only worried that one date in the evening and another crush in the evening would cause something unfavorable to the crew someday.
He reminded: "Then you protect your privacy and don't make scandals."
Lu Wen understood, and Qu Yanting was beating him. Don't gossip, just don't contact. If you don't contact, you will have no relationship. If you don't have relationship, you will continue to be single.
There is no sign of the horoscope, Qu Yanting already has "possessive desire" for him
Leaving the hospital and calling a taxi, Qu Yanting didn't like to be so close to the driver, sitting in the back seat diagonally behind the driver's seat. Lu Wen has been picked up by a driver since he was a child, and he always sits in the back.
Unlike when he came here, Lu Wen stayed as far away from Qu Yanting as possible, stood close to the car door, and faced the window silently the whole time.
Driving on a street, the trees on the side of the street are covered with small lanterns, and the light is painted on the glass windows, suddenly reflecting everything in the car. Lu Wen was caught off guard and saw Qu Yanting leaning on the other side with his arms folded on his chest.
This is a cold posture, the night is late, and the temperature is lower than when we came.
Lu Wen reflexively grabbed the front skirt, then paused, if he gave the clothes to Qu Yanting, would Qu Yanting like him more
Ah, Qu Yanting sneezed lightly.
Lu Wen didn't care about that much. He took off his windbreaker, fixed his head to the window, and just stretched out his hand and threw it: "Here, you wrap it up first."
Qu Yanting's face was covered by the windbreaker, he spread it a little, enough to cover the upper body and thighs, sniffed, and smelled the aroma of cedar.
Qu Yanting doesn't know why, since Ruan Feng showed up tonight, Lu Wen has been acting weird, from his behavior to his attitude, he looks like an emotionally unstable adolescent boy.
It may be that the ginger soup warms the stomach and warms the person, or it may be that the care is really hard. In short, Lu Wenling Qu Yanting is very grateful. He turned his head and looked at Lu Wen from the window on Lu Wen's side.
With nowhere to hide, Lu Wen frowned, "What do you want?"
Qu Yanting asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Lu Wen was very wronged, "I... I just want to be an honest person and don't do anything else."
Qu Yanting's face was a little pale, but it looked very beautiful when reflected in the colored lights. He couldn't understand the meaning of Lu Wen's words, but he was amused by the "honest man".
Lu Wen thought to himself, it's over.
Qu Yanting liked to listen to what he said casually, and the progress was too fast.
Qu Yanting has very little experience in expressing intimacy to others, and the person he is closest to is his biological brother. After a pause, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and he gave up all his worries for a while, and said, "Actually, you are very similar to Ruan Feng."
Lu Wen's heart tightened, and he understood that Qu Yanting liked this, and he liked their young, handsome, kind, and fashionable type.
He pretended to be stupid: "It's not like... Ruan Feng is white and tender."
Qu Yanting said: "They're all a bit stupid, they look easy to deceive."
Lu Wen panicked, seeing the hotel building outside the window, the taxi just pulled over and stopped. The wallet felt hot, he took out fifty yuan tremblingly, and shouted, "Don't look for it!"
After getting out of the car, Lu Wen strode forward, unable to scream. Qu Yanting was two meters behind, and only caught up in front of the elevator in the lobby. Lu Wen seemed to be in a hurry, and he was about to poke the button of the direct elevator to scrap it.
"Are you in a hurry?"
Lu Wen thought that those who engage in literature and art should not like vulgar ones, and said, "I really want to shit."
As expected, Qu Yanting fell silent. After getting off the elevator, the two of them entered the gilded metal box together. There was nowhere to hide, and they could see clearly from the elevator door wherever they stood.
The number jumps up, the speed is very fast, but it can't catch up with Lu Wen's heart rate.
On reaching the 62nd floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and Lu Wen rushed out in one stride. Qu Yanting was still wearing a windbreaker, so he couldn't catch up, so he turned into the corridor and asked behind, "What about the clothes?"
Lu Wen swiped his card to open the door: "You take it first!"
When Qu Yanting walked to the door, the door of 6207 was already closed.
He went back to 6206, took off his windbreaker and hung it up, and took out the order receipt from his coat pocket. Then I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, drank a glass of water, and flipped through the magazines on the coffee table.
Qu Yanting spent half an hour, guessing that Lu Wen had finished his work, took his clothes and knocked on the door opposite. The sweater has already been given to him, so he can't button up his windbreaker as well.
Lu Wen was sitting on the stool in the porch, just calming down the emotions in the taxi. When the doorbell rang, he took a few deep breaths and stood up to open the door.
Qu Yanting handed over the clothes: "Here you are."
Lu Wen caught it, firmly believing that as long as he didn't speak, there would be nothing to say.
Qu Yanting said, "Thank you today."
Lu Wen couldn't help it: "You're welcome." He then said, "It's getting late, I'm going to rest if I have nothing to do."
"Wait a minute." Qu Yanting said, "Give me your mobile phone number."
Lu Wen was stunned. He didn't expect that Qu Yanting would ask for his contact information so directly and so soon. He is no longer satisfied with the current situation. Do you want to chat with him in private and develop further
Qu Yanting urged: "Why are you in a daze, hurry up."
Lu Wen was forced to read out his mobile phone number.
Qu Yanting could remember it after listening to it once, and turned back to the room. Lu Wen stared at the nameplate of 6206, lost his mind for a while, and then closed his door.
He was dizzy, went back to the bedroom and fell on the bed, suspecting that he was dreaming.
Lu Wen's spiritual victory method, decided to go to bed immediately, maybe nothing happened when he woke up. He took off his clothes repeatedly, the phone fell out of his trouser pocket, and the screen lit up.
It must be Qu Yanting.
SMS, or add WeChat friends
Lu Wen licked his lips nervously, picked up the phone, and after unlocking it, he found that it was a message from Alipay. He opened suspiciously, and there was a stranger in the "friend" who sent him a message.
"I'm Qu Yanting."
Lu Wen is a little confused, why use Alipay to contact? Want to steal energy
At this time, the second article was sent, and Qu Yanting transferred 520 yuan to him.
As soon as Lu Wen let go of the phone, 520 yuan, who the hell doesn't understand what it means? !
Qu Yanting deserves to be a beneficiary, directly using money and an amount symbolizing love to imply him naked/naked/nakedly!
He has lived for twenty-eight years, the first time someone transfers 520 yuan to him, not first love, not a partner, not a wife, but someone who wants to keep/raise him!
Lu Wen pulled on his nightgown and rushed out with a feverish head.
After transferring the money, the phone was dead, and the charger was by the bed. Before Qu Yanting returned to the bedroom, he turned off all the lights, leaving only the small spotlight above the entrance. When he walked over, someone knocked hard on the door.
Qu Yanting looked at Maoyan and opened the door.
Lu Wen's face was flushed, as if he was angry, but also ashamed. The two emotions were fermented together, and he looked energetic and full of fighting power.
Holding his mobile phone, he asked, "What do you mean?!"
The mobile phone displayed the dialogue page, which Qu Yanting thought was clear at a glance, but explained in words: "This is me, and I will transfer the money to you."
Lu Wen asked: "Look at how much you transferred to me!"
Qu Yanting said, "520 yuan."
"I know numbers!" Lu Wen couldn't take it anymore, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Qu Yanting asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"Pretend again!" Lu Wen glared at him, "How dare you say you don't understand what 520 means?!"
Qu Yanting had a good time: "It means 188 yuan plus 332 yuan, 188 yuan is the cost of dinner, 332 yuan is the cost of infusion, a total of 520 yuan."
Before I came to Chongqing, I took some cash, but I didn't even have a red note with a number, and I didn't have a single change. Qu Yanting felt that paying 500 was inappropriate, and paying 600 felt like a tip, so he used Alipay to transfer the money.
Lu Wen yelled at him and made him faint, but he vaguely understood.
After explaining, Qu Yanting lightly leaned on the door frame and smiled slightly: "What do you think it means?"
Lu Wen was already stupid.
Qu Yanting really likes to bully people: "Who am I? Are you so excited?"
Lu Wen's heart, liver, spleen and lungs tightened at the same time, and his face was so red that he couldn't tell what skin color he was. He couldn't play with Qu Yanting at all, and a few words surnamed Qu could fool him.
"Okay," Qu Yanting accepted it as soon as he saw it, "Go back and rest."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed Lu Wen.
His fingers accidentally caught the silk belt around his waist, slippery, and the hastily tied knot fell apart in an instant. The velvet nightgown was as delicate as a cloud, and the front flap was wide open on both sides.
Lu Wen's body froze and he was completely stunned.