I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

Chapter 66: I covered this undercover

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Gu Pingming's heart skipped a beat before he could speak, and he was completely distracted by the latter sentence.

Just about to go home.

Although he really wanted to go home with the little doctor, his identity was still dangerous. If anyone saw him, it might bring more trouble to Lu Baiyu.

The heartbeat could not help speeding up by 20%, Gu Pingming lowered his gaze, and said softly: "Bai Yu—"

"Um?"

Lu Baiyu looked up at him following the sound, responded with a soft nasal voice, and curved his brows, and neatly removed the surgical blade and put it away.

Before Gu Pingming could speak, Lu Baiyu's body was already close, and he stretched his arms to support his shoulders: "Are you tired? I'll help you."

The gleaming blade was flipped briskly between the slender fingers, and it was securely and carefully put away. Gu Pingming's chest suddenly moved lightly, and he subconsciously held the hand and circled it in the palm of his hand: "Bai Yu... Walking too close to me may cause trouble."

It's because of the fear of hurting you, not the knife in your hand.

Mingming has also said a lot of teasing words, but suddenly he doesn't know how to say these words properly. Gu Pingming's hand holding the cane clenched tightly, trying his best to speak, but the young doctor who was holding him firmly nodded his head as usual: "I know, go home?"

Gu Pingming held his breath slightly, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

The black eyes in front of him are clear and warm, looking at him quietly, the bottom of his eyes clearly reflects his figure immersed in the night.

Gu Pingming opened his mouth and met those eyes, but he couldn't say anything. After a long time, he finally smiled at him: "Okay."

Just do your best to protect the other party, and you can do it yourself.

Hearing his answer, Lu Baiyu's eyes were bright and bright, he took the cane in his hand, put that arm on his shoulder, and led him back to his residence.

Walking through this remote fork, the light of the street lamps on both sides sprinkled on the road ahead.

Gu Pingming was supported by him. He didn't put too much emphasis on the young doctor's thin shoulders. He tried his best to keep his steps steady. His heart was beating a little faster because of the injured lung, and he was pulling on his chest.

Lu Baiyu's body temperature penetrated through the thin fabric.

Gu Pingming blinked, dispelling the astringency in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up without a trace.

He's going home too.

After helping Gu Pingming to the house, Lu Baiyu released his hand. Ignoring the other party's insistence that he could walk, he put the person in his arms and put him on the soft fabric sofa. He changed his slippers and poured juice for him.

The location of the rehabilitation center is not in the city center, and there are no high-end communities nearby. The houses that were urgently renovated by the system are hidden in countless residential buildings that are stained with traces of time. Although it is less than 100 square meters, it is almost a complete copy of Lu Deng's staff dormitory in the main world. The furnishings are simple and exquisite, and there is a distinct atmosphere of life everywhere.

Gu Pingming leaned on the sofa, slowly relaxing his sore right leg, and couldn't help but look around.

The whole room is light color, beige thick pile carpet, light brown fabric sofa, two pots of vigorous green plants on the table, lined with warm yellow lights, so comfortable that people can't help but stay for a while. sleepy.

It didn't take long for Lu Baiyu to come back with two glasses of juice and hand him a glass of Sydney juice: "The sofa is stretched out to be the bed, take a rest for a while and take a shower, you can go to sleep in the bedroom, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

The dormitory is for single occupancy, and there are no guest rooms. Gu Pingming's physical condition requires a complete rest, and it is not suitable to squeeze a single bed with him for the time being. He is better off on the sofa for one night.

"The bed has been changed... The host should not sleep on the sofa!"

The house that was originally built was prepared for the host alone. In order not to introduce the target character into the room, the guest room was specially changed into a tea room, but it still failed to escape every destined development.

The system was powerless, and the mechanical voice choked in his mind: "Enough for two people to sleep! The host has a good rest!"

Even if it is enough for two people to sleep, with Gu Pingming's current state of mind, he may not be able to accept another person sleeping beside him.

Lu Baiyu had also experienced the other party's state. His brows bent helplessly. He explained patiently to the system in his mind. He leaned over to arrange the pillow behind Gu Pingming, and put it on his waist: "Does it hurt?"

Gu Pingming's injury was in the quadratus femoris muscle under the buttocks of the right leg, which affected the strength of the entire leg, and abnormal walking posture would also cause abnormal involvement of the waist. Wait for the other party to wash and lie down, and give him a massage.

After a long while without getting a response, Lu Baiyu raised his head and met Gu Pingming's gaze, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"It doesn't hurt."

Gu Pingming seemed to have just regained his senses, smiled at him, rubbed the young doctor's short hair that looked unusually soft in his casual clothes, and took off his glasses for him: "I'll sleep on the sofa and guard the door for you."

There is no access control at all in this old community. Lu Baiyu is completely on the line with himself in the bar, and he is not sure when he will be warned of revenge.

He can ensure that no one is following along the way, but those people also have other means, and it is impossible to guarantee that they will not find a way to touch this place.

If someone breaks into this room, the first thing they see is this living room. It is safest to stay here by yourself, and the sofa under you is also very comfortable to lean on, you don't need to open it, just close your eyes and you can fall asleep overnight.

Gu Pingming still has some confidence in his own reaction speed. By staying here, at least he can protect his little doctor well.

Lu Baiyu was still half-kneeling on the sofa, his hands still on his waist, and his black eyes were moist and clear under the light. Blinking his eyes seriously: "Follow the doctor's orders."

Having already promised himself that he must be obedient to everything, Gu Pingming's throat stagnated, looking at the mellow smile in his eyes, he couldn't help but be dumb: "Bai Yu..."

His little doctor grinned, raised his hand and patted his model patient's head with satisfaction, jumped off the sofa lightly, and dragged him to the bathroom.

Lu Baiyu's glass of juice was filled with ice, and the palm of his hand was ice-cold. He held his hand firmly, and the corners of his lips curled up, poking Gu Pingming's heart into a soft piece in an instant.

Taking a deep breath to calm down his pounding heart, Gu Pingming drank all the Sydney juice in one gulp, stood up and followed his footsteps.

The system had pre-heated hot water, and the night was cool. Gu Pingming didn't sweat much, but he still stood under the shower as instructed by the doctor.

The sore body was quite relaxed under the hot water, and Yuba's rays of light sprinkled brightly from the top of his head, and the mist was hazy into an unusually soft warm glow.

There was a faint sound of packing things outside the door. Occasionally, Lu Baiyu could be heard explaining the location of his things. Gu Pingming raised his head slightly, and his heart was strangely completely peaceful.

If only I could stay out of the hospital.

He happily took a hot shower, and Gu Pingming came out with a bath towel around. He was about to pick up the clothes folded on the side, but Lu Baiyu grabbed his wrist: "Don't put on your clothes, lie down."

The doctor is not allowed to wear clothes again.

Although he knew it was Lu Baiyu who wanted to massage him, just listening to this sentence, Gu Pingming's heart beat unsatisfactorily, he couldn't help turning his wrist and shook the hand: "Bai Yu, it's very late—"

Lu Baiyu bent his brows and eyes at him, put one hand on his waist, helped him to lie down, untied the bath towel around his waist with one hand, put the hot towel on it, and slowly massaged across it. Massage.

Gu Pingming flexed his arms, buried his entire face between his elbows, and his breathing suddenly became a little stiff.

The bed is actually enough.

The patient can also make requests for the diagnosis and treatment process. As soon as the thought pops up, it will entangle in his chest. Gu Pingming slowly counts his heartbeat, but he still fails to express the excessive request.

Lu Baiyu massaged the wound for him, ensured that the ligaments were completely relaxed, and measured his heart rate and blood pressure before letting him put on his pajamas to rest, and went to the living room with the quilt by himself.

The ceiling light was turned off, leaving only a wall lamp, emitting a soft glow in the tranquil darkness.

There was a sound of noise from outside the bedroom, and it was completely quiet after a while, only a faint light came in through the crack of the door.

After being seriously injured, the body is very easy to get tired. Gu Pingming was so sleepy that his chest hurts. He lay on the soft and comfortable bed, but he lost the slightest sleepiness.

If you can apply for a doctor to sleep with you...

This kind of thought is really too much. Officer Gu, who is determined to be a model patient, can't say anything, but sunk his head into the pillow again, wrapped in the quilt and turned over.

In the middle of the night, Gu Pingming still couldn't fall asleep.

It's not that he thinks this place is not safe enough. He has long practiced the ability to rest everywhere. No matter how deep he sleeps, he still has the confidence to wake up when there is movement in the living room. Just remembering that Lu Baiyu was still sleeping on the sofa in the living room, he couldn't even close his eyes.

Trying to get his thoughts out of the intricate relationship, Gu Pingming slowly counted his heartbeats, and finally fainted a little sleepiness, but suddenly there was a strange sound in the hall.

Gu Pingming's heart tightened, he lifted the quilt and stood up suddenly, and rushed out of the bedroom in three steps and two steps.

The living room light was on, and the heavy medical book fell to the ground, probably the sound of the landing he heard just now.

Lu Baiyu was curled up on the sofa, wrapped in the quilt and unable to see his figure, he was trying his best to reach forward, trying to pick up the book.

"Be careful!"

Although the sofa is enough for one person to sleep, it is narrow after all. Seeing that Lu Baiyu was about to fall, Gu Pingming hurriedly opened his mouth to remind him, rushed over and hugged him by the shoulder, but his chest was slightly suffocated by the touch in his arms.

The living room didn't have the air conditioner turned on, and it was still somewhat stuffy, but Lu Baiyu's body was still cold. He pressed his stomach with one hand, his lips were pale, and a little cold sweat had trickled down his forehead.

"What's the matter, not feeling well?"

Gu Pingming's throat tightened, he took the person into his arms, and put one hand on his stomach, his eyebrows clenched tightly: "Have you eaten dinner tonight?"

With the temperature from the other body, the young doctor in his arms seemed to relax a little, raised his head in his arms, Runze's black eyes gradually narrowed into a soft smile, and shook his head gently: "It's fine, it'll be fine in a while. …”

He was accustomed to his original body, and he couldn't take the initiative to remember the physical laws of ordinary people. I didn't eat anything last night. I slept for a long time. I only had a few bites of food after waking up. I have been busy until now.

The system has already rushed back to the mall to buy stomach medicine for him. He originally thought to endure it and pass it, but he didn't expect Gu Pingming to be frightened out of his hand without holding the book.

Facing the dim light in his black eyes, Gu Pingming couldn't help frowning, he picked up the whole person, and walked towards the bedroom: "Lie down, I'll cook some porridge for you, do you have rice at home? "

The other party was the patient. Lu Baiyu was worried about pressing his injured leg, so he carefully squeezed in his arms: "It's alright..."

Before he finished speaking, the arms around his back tightened.

Lu Baiyu raised his head, embracing his sturdy body with a faint aura that was almost tough.

Gu Pingming supported the wall with one hand to stabilize his figure, and threw him into his arms with one hand, lowered his head slightly and said hoarsely.

"Doctor Lu, if it's all right - I'll kiss you."

He drank some whiskey tonight, and even though he had washed up, the faint smell of alcohol still came out, and with his red eyes, he slammed into the clear and warm black eyes.

Lu Baiyu became quiet.

... it's probably quite scary.

After thinking about his current appearance, Gu Pingming raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, carefully hugged him firmly, and put him on the bed as gently as possible.

"I'm going to cook some porridge, lie down for a while, and cover the other bed when it's cold—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Lu Baiyu curled up on the bed, his face was a little better than when he was in the living room, he was obediently tucked under the quilt, and pulled on his cuff.

Gu Pingming was stunned for a while before realizing that he had something to say, but he didn't have the strength to speak too loudly, so he hurriedly leaned down. Just as he was about to listen carefully, Lu Baiyu had already curled his brows and eyes in his sight, and the familiar bright smile rubbed away a little at the bottom of his eyes.

"fine."

Knowingly guilty.

The black eyes shone brightly in the light, as if they had long since fallen into his heart, and he recognized every inch of light that folded out.

Gu Pingming's arms were still on the side of the bed, and his body almost covered the young doctor on the bed, cautiously confirming whether the other party was still stubborn or bold. It wasn't until the dim light from the wall lamp was able to see the smile in the black eyes that he finally felt relieved and lowered his head to cover it.

Lu Baiyu closed his eyes and quietly raised his head to answer him.

Gu Pingming felt that his heart beat was a hundred again.

The body in his arms was still vaguely tense, and his breathing was shallow and short. Gu Pingming was reluctant to deepen the kiss, so he propped up his body just by touching his lips, and carefully stroked the top of Lu Baiyu's hair: "Be obedient."

The little doctor who was successfully punished smiled, nodded according to the words, shrank into the quilt, and closed his eyes quietly.

His face was still pale, and when he closed his eyes like this, separated from the clear light that always smiled, he looked weaker and weaker.

Gu Pingming couldn't help frowning, and tucked the quilt for him again. He quickly went to the kitchen and pulled out the millet and red dates, washed them, poured them into a pot and boiled them with water. He took out a few cakes from the refrigerator and baked them in the hot air. , covered the pot and went back to the bedroom.

Probably hurting again, Lu Baiyu curled up tighter under the quilt, coughing lowly. Gu Pingming quickly walked over to pick him up carefully, and lightly touched his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand.

Lu Baiyu opened his eyes to look at him in a daze, and leaned more and more into his arms.

"Eat a little bit first, I've made porridge, and it will be fine soon."

Gu Pingming coaxed softly, a little bit released the reluctant eyebrows of the young doctor in his arms, fed him some warm water, and then broke off the soft part of the cake and fed it to his lips.

If you are too hungry, you will lose your appetite, and you will feel more uncomfortable when you eat again.

Lu Baiyu felt drowsy in pain, and instinctively avoided it to one side. The cool lips brushed against Gu Pingming's fingertips, which made his heart beat faster. He took a light breath, and lowered his head to kiss after a little thought.

This time Lu Baiyu did not hide.

Gu Pingming was a little relieved, and when his body relaxed, he tried to feed him some cakes.

This time, it was finally fed successfully.

Although he didn't eat much, it still relieved his hungry stomach. Seeing the young doctor in his arms, Gu Pingming finally breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his short hair: "I'll go and see how the porridge is boiled. How's it going, just eat a little when it's cooked, okay?"

It's been a long time since I've been uncomfortable, and suddenly it becomes extraordinarily difficult. Lu Baiyu took some effort to smile at him, nodded and let go of his arms, just as he was about to lie back slowly, a hand suddenly grabbed his back.

"Doctor Lu."

Gu Pingming hugged him and stroked the end of the young doctor's eyes with his fingertips, his strength was gentle, and his voice lowered a little: "I - can I like you?"

Lu Baiyu was stunned, his eyes widened slightly and he looked at him, his brows bent a little, and he took the initiative to pull his hand.

The palm was held by the cool fingertips, and the gentle force tapped the palm a little bit. Gu Pingming's eyes showed doubts, but he was immediately attracted by the regular tapping, and he recognized the regularity in a blink of an eye.

Lu Baiyu was actually typing Morse code for him.

Before he could realize it, Lu Baiyu had already typed a few words. Gu Pingming recognized the rest attentively, the light in the pupil lit up a little bit, and before he finished knocking, he held the whole hand.

Lu Baiyu leaned against his arm and smiled quietly at him.

Gu Pingming couldn't help but smile, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, put him on the bed, hugged him and lay down: "Then you have to lie down a little, I tried, I can't sleep alone..."

The black eyes flashed, quickly dyed with a warm smile.

After drinking the freshly boiled red dates and millet porridge, Lu Baiyu felt a lot better.

Gu Pingming was afraid that he would accumulate food, so he leaned against the person in his arms and rubbed his stomach for a while. After confirming that he was no longer uncomfortable, he lay down with the person in his arms with confidence.

His response was decisive and neat, and the pot in the kitchen was easy to use. After less than half an hour of tossing, it was a good time to rest.

Gu Pingming also lay down relaxed, stretched out his arms to protect the young doctor in his arms, his chest was close to the vest, and one hand was covering his stomach, still rubbing slowly, and tiredness slowly came up.

Probably fall asleep this time.

Although they went to bed in the middle of the night, the two got up early the next morning.

Lu Baiyu was going to attend the morning meeting, and Gu Pingming also had to deal with the head nurse's inspection. The two returned to the center as soon as possible, supervised Lu Baiyu after breakfast, and sent him into the elevator. Gu Pingming rushed back to the ward.

Back in the ward, Liang Xia squatted at the door secretly again.

"You don't have to go to work now?"

Gu Pingming couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to open the door: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

The incident happened suddenly last night. Under such circumstances, Liang Xia could still pretend not to know him. It seemed that this little policeman was more capable than he thought.

"I was on night shift last night, and I'm on vacation today—Brother Gu, what did you do at the bar last night?"

Liang Xia sneaked into the ward with him, his face became serious, and he lowered his voice: "How could you provoke those people, why did they deal with you? If it wasn't for Dr. Lu who stopped me yesterday, I almost couldn't help it. …”

"Dr. Lu stopped you?"

Gu Pingming lowered his head to pack his things, raised his head according to the sound, and took back the little trace of relief he had just produced: "By the way, I want to ask—how did you find me?"