Mo Lingqiu slept all morning, and when he opened his eyes groggyly, he found that Jiang Chenming was sitting beside the bed looking at his mobile phone, his fingers tapped the screen very fast, and he didn't know who he was chatting with.
"I..." Mo Lingqiu opened his mouth and found that his nasal voice was very heavy. He sniffed again and caught a cold.
Jiang Chenming, who was sending a message, heard the voice and immediately cast his eyes at Mo Lingqiu: "Teacher, are you awake? Do you feel better?"
Mo Lingqiu shook his head. He was still suffering from a serious cold, but one morning, his nose was burning, and it was difficult to breathe.
Jiang Chenming tested the temperature of his forehead with the palm of his hand, but luckily he didn't have a fever: "Mr. Mo, I'll make you some medicine."
Mo Lingqiu pursed his lips and muttered "en". The frequency of his recent colds is a bit high, is it because he has been slack in physical exercise recently
Jiang Chenming brought in the hot medicine and a tablet of pills: "This medicine was prescribed after I asked Dr. Fan."
"...Thank you." Mo Lingqiu thanked him in a breath.
"Drink the medicine while it's still hot." Jiang Chenming put the somewhat hot bowl on the bedside table, "Mr. Mo, our spicy hot pot may be going to be soaked tonight."
Mo Lingqiu's face was cold, but when he heard these words, his hands on the quilt clenched tightly.
Jiang Chenming found that he was unhappy all of a sudden, and quickly coaxed him: "When your cold is cured, let's go out to eat orthodox spicy hot pot."
Mo Lingqiu thought for a while, then slowly relaxed his hands, picked up the medicine bowl on the bedside table, and drank the medicine in one gulp.
"Teacher, because you have been sick more frequently recently, I was a little worried, and I used your mobile phone to contact Dr. Bao Wen without authorization." Jiang Chenming said seriously, "Dr. Bao Wen said that you may have been left behind by pheromone disorder before. side effect."
"Yeah." Mo Lingqiu nodded, hearing that the fluctuation was not very big, he more or less expected such a result.
"Doctor Bao Wen said, don't worry too much, just pay attention to exercise regularly." Jiang Chenming conveyed truthfully.
"Yeah." Mo Lingqiu really planned to wait for the cold to recover and return to the previous routine, go out for a night run at night, and then go to waste. People are not old, but their bodies will be old.
Jiang Chenming said again: "I'll go with you in the future, let's go for a run."
"I was before... The place where I ran was not in the school." Mo Lingqiu wanted to say that the place where he ran was the place where the two met for the first time, but he said it in a different way.
"It's okay, I can go to your place with you."
"Okay." Mo Lingqiu didn't object either. The other party came as soon as he wanted, and he could have a companion while running, and he could avoid the embarrassing situation of the first meeting.
Because Mo Lingqiu had a cold, he wanted to eat light food. Jiang Chenming cooked a green vegetable soup at noon, fried a shredded potato, and tried his best to move closer to light vegetarian dishes.
After eating, Mo Lingqiu continued to sleep again, and Han Ying and Mo Songcheng came back when it was dark.
"Hey, Xiao Jiang, haven't you eaten yet?" Han Ying looked at the clock, it was past seven o'clock.
Jiang Chenming, who was coming out of the kitchen with porridge, touched the back of his head: "Well, Mr. Mo, he has a cold."
"Oh, why did you catch a cold? Isn't it okay in the morning?" Han Ying's expression changed, and when she opened the door of the guest room, she saw Mo Lingqiu curled up in the quilt and sleeping. Afraid of waking him up, she closed the door lightly and went back. the living room.
"Mr. Mo is much better, and he doesn't have a fever. Don't worry too much." Jiang Chenming reported the situation.
Han Ying sighed: "This child is so old, and I want you to take care of him, really..."
"Everyone is vulnerable." Jiang Chenming only dared to speak in a normal manner. After all, he hadn't caught anyone yet, so he definitely couldn't make jokes without a word.
"That's right, it's just to trouble you."
"We're leaving tomorrow, but I really want to trouble you to take care of Ling Qiu." Mo Songcheng was very polite, and he didn't pretend to be an elder at all.
"Don't you leave the day after tomorrow?" Jiang Chenming was stunned.
"I originally bought the plane ticket for the day after tomorrow, but tomorrow night, the institute will hold a very important meeting. We can't be absent. We can only go back." Han Ying felt that it was a pity. The man of his own son.
"Next time my uncle and aunt come again, I will definitely entertain you as guests at my house."
"Then it's settled." Han Ying's face was full of smiles.
Jiang Chenming looked at the porridge in his hand, and then looked at Han Ying, thinking about what excuse he should use to bring the porridge to Mo Lingqiu first, otherwise the porridge would be cold in a while.
Han Ying glanced meaningfully, and dragged Mo Songcheng to the master bedroom: "We're going first, you guys rest early."
"Okay." Jiang Chenming quickly responded, and after the two disappeared in front of him, he walked into the guest room.
Mo Lingqiu woke up when Han Ying and the others were standing outside talking, and his nose was still uncomfortable, but the cold medicine had some effect, at least it made his head not so dizzy.
Jiang Chenming brought the porridge in front of him and fed him spoon by spoon.
Mo Lingqiu was in a daze while eating, and it was no exaggeration that his eyes were dull, until Jiang Chenming asked him, "When the cold is cured, where do you want to go for hot pot?"
When Mo Lingqiu heard this, his saliva almost fell, he blinked, and said, "That famous old hot pot in the city center?"
"Okay." Jiang Chenming saw that he was suddenly happy, and his mood also improved.
The two chatted some gossip, the small bowl of porridge was quickly eaten, and Mo Lingqiu also got out of bed. He had been in bed for so long that his legs would go numb if he couldn't get up and walk.
When the two walked out of the room one after the other, Mo Songcheng was sitting in the living room watching the news, and Han Ying was probably taking a shower.
Mo Songcheng saw Mo Lingqiu and waved to him, Mo Lingqiu could only walk over and sit down.
"feelling better?"
"Um."
"My mother and I are leaving tomorrow. Take care of yourself and don't let Xiao Jiang worry too much."
"I know."
"Just know, I won't say anything more." Mo Songcheng said, taking out his mobile phone, "I'll push you a WeChat, you can add it."
"... What?" Mo Lingqiu was stunned.
"Should your mother tell you? She arranged a blind date for you."
"... Having said that, didn't I refuse?" Mo Lingqiu didn't understand why his father brought this up again.
"The other party proposed to add your WeChat, and wanted to chat with you, probably to confirm with you in person." Mo Songcheng said, and pushed the Alpha's WeChat to Mo Lingqiu, "You politely add it, You don't need to say anything more, if you really don't like it, then reject it yourself."
Mo Lingqiu glanced at the business card that was pushed over, indifferent.
"I'm going to tell your mother that there is no persuasiveness from you. He is also a very sensible child. Knowing that you are not interested in him, he will not stalk him. And there are many ways to have multiple friends, right? "
Mo Lingqiu pursed his lips, and after a while, he said "um": "I see, I will add it. I hope you don't interfere with me on what to do next."
"Don't refuse to be too disrespectful, everything is fine."
"It depends on the mood." Try to save face for him.
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