Ok…
"Is there something dirty on my face?" As she said, she turned her head subconsciously, looked around for reflective objects, finally picked up the phone and pointed it at her face, looked left and right.
Miao Miao wondered: "No..."
Shen Chunhang: "I'm looking at the treasure."
"?"
"Isn't it a stalk of the popular'treasure girl' on the Internet?"
puff-
"The principal doesn't study topics, but study internet celebrity stories?"
The man laughed, so he had time to spare: "Do you have any misunderstandings about the identity of the'Principal'?"
Miao Miao blinked.
"Why, do you think the principal should be serious and stubborn?"
"Isn't it? I'm like this in elementary school and middle school anyway..."
Shen Chunhang chuckled in a low voice, "Isn't it supposed to have a beer belly, with the Mediterranean on top of his head?"
Uh…
"how do you know?"
"Guess it."
"..."
The man sighed softly, "Whether the principal or the dean of teaching is just an identity. Of course, there is a group image effect, which makes people's perception of this identity tend to be facialized, but it does not mean that everyone with this level of identity is That's it."
Suddenly Miao Miao couldn't help but wondered: Isn't it an educator who knows how to preach
It is reasonable and well-founded, and the logic is clear.
"So," Shen Chunhang's eyes flashed deep, meaning something: "It doesn't matter what title I attach to, what coat I wear, or what identity or occupation I use. Strip off these decorations, I am still who I am."
He said: "You understand?"
Miao Miao nodded, "Understood..." He said, passing the chopsticks and spoon over, "Millet porridge should be eaten while it is hot, otherwise it will affect the taste."
Shen Chunhang: "..."
understand? That's strange!
He just didn't want to hear the words "to be a teacher for one day and be a father for life" from her.
I don't want to see her admiration and admiration of "junior to elder".
Even more unwilling to be a "principal" from beginning to end, even his serious name has not been called a few times.
As for the reason...
Shen Chunhang didn't think deeply, but simply didn't like it.
It seems that there is always a layer between the two, with more than politeness but not enough kindness.
"How does it taste?" Miao Miao's questioning gaze fell on his face.
"... It's delicious."
"Eat food." As he said, he pushed the plate over.
"Yeah." There was only a wry smile on the man's lips.
However, the taste of porridge and vegetables is really good, but the fragrance is not weak, which is very suitable for patients.
Shen Chunhang was hospitalized yesterday and did not tell his family. He paid for a caregiver by himself.
Breakfast was delivered at ten o’clock this morning, and the steamed buns and porridge were already cold. I asked him where he bought them. The nurse was also honest and told the truth directly—
The breakfast shop on the side of the street, the kind of stall that was pushed and sold on a cart, saw the urban management escaping faster than the rabbit.
After hearing what he said, Shen Chunhang took a bite of the steamed bun in his mouth and couldn't swallow it anymore.
In the end, they were all given to the nursing staff. He thanked him repeatedly and sat on the bench outside the ward, eating with gusto.
At noon, Shen Chunhang directly asked the nurse to go to the store, the specific location, and what to buy, all clearly explained.
But by two o'clock in the afternoon, he didn't feel hungry anymore, and the caregiver came back.
Most of the pumpkin and millet porridge in the bag was sprinkled. Looking at the LOGO on the bag, it is not the one he specified.
Shen Chunhang still didn't lose his temper. It wasn't that he had a good personality, but that he was so hungry that he didn't have the energy to get angry.
He fell to sleep and woke up at a quarter past five, he called Miao Miao directly.
The moment she heard her voice, Shen Chunhang's restless mood miraculously calmed down.
"Although I made delicious food, you don't have to gobble it up like that, right? It's as if you haven't eaten for a few days." She laughed and joked.
Who knows, after listening, the man nodded solemnly: "Strictly speaking, this is the first normal meal I have eaten since yesterday."
Miao Miaowei was surprised: "Isn't there a caregiver?"
Shen Chunhang sighed, showing helplessness: "Masters are not as careful as your women."
"Have a male nurse?"
"Ok."
"Why don't you invite a woman?"
"...Inconvenient."
Miao Miao glanced at his lower body.
"Where to look? Don't think about it." Shen Chunhang couldn't laugh or cry.
Uh…
"Isn't it inconvenient?"
"Women taking care of men are not an intimate relationship. There are always inconveniences."
"… Oh."
In fact, Miao Miao wanted to ask, we are not too close, so would you find it inconvenient
After all, I only thought about it in my heart, but couldn't ask.
After Shen Chunhang finished eating, Miao Miao collected the thermos, took the hot water bottle and went to the public bathroom in the corridor to clean, and then filled a bottle of hot water back.
She looked at the medicine in the drawer, and she took it after dinner.
When she left, she also slipped the book Shen Chunhang had read into his arms: "... It will be well soon."
"Yeah." The man felt a warm feeling in his heart.
Miao Miao simply rushed into the thermos, ready to take it back and wash it well, and then swiftly filled a pot of hot water.
When she went back, she was carrying things in both hands, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly heard a voice coming from inside.
Yes…
woman
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