Luo Shaoheng knew that Shen Mucheng was looking at him, but he didn't look up, and simply told Dr. Zhang about his original situation, concealing some details.
Doctor Zhang knew that he wanted to hide it, so he didn't expose it. After all, judging from his pulse, Luo Shaoheng's body was not just suffering from depression. He asked about some matters related to the illness, and asked Luo Shaoheng what medicine he had taken, what kind of reaction he had, and whether he was still taking medicine now.
Luo Shaoheng shook his head: "Apart from taking sleeping pills occasionally, he didn't take other medicines." He has been off the medicine for more than a year, but he still suffers from insomnia occasionally, so he needs to use sleeping pills to fall asleep.
"When did you take the sleeping pill?" Dr. Zhang asked.
"Seven or eight years." Luo Shaoheng said.
Doctor Zhang nodded, wrote some detailed questions on the medical record, and said, "If you don't mind, I'll pick some medicines for you to take care of."
Luo Shaoheng was about to speak, when Shen Mucheng at the side said, "I don't mind."
Looking at Shen Mucheng's tense face, Luo Shaoheng swallowed the words of refusal, nodded to Doctor Zhang and said, "I don't mind, I'll trouble you."
"No trouble." Doctor Zhang smiled, and called his assistant to come in and give him the list to get the medicine.
Doctor Zhang prescribed ten days of traditional Chinese medicine to Luo Shaoheng, and then sent the two of them out of the clinic after instructing some things that need to be paid attention to while taking the medicine.
"Thank you, Dr. Zhang." Luo Shaoheng thanked earnestly at the gate of the clinic.
"Don't talk about that, if you have any discomfort with the effect of the medicine, remember to come to me, if not, come back for a follow-up visit after taking the medicine." Dr. Zhang said.
"Okay." Luo Shaoheng nodded.
"And you together." Doctor Zhang said to Shen Mucheng.
"..." Shen Mucheng remained expressionless, "Oh."
After the two left, Dr. Zhang stood at the door for a while, and shook his head at the direction they left: "What should come will always come, and you can't stop it."
"Master, what are you talking about?" the assistant asked.
"You don't understand." Doctor Zhang waved his hand and returned to the clinic.
Shen Mucheng didn't know that as soon as he took Luo Shaoheng to see a doctor on his front foot, someone took a photo of his back foot.
After the two left, they went to have lunch first. Luo Shaoheng slept late last night and was not in a good mood. After eating, he drove home directly.
Back home, Shen Mucheng asked Luo Shaoheng to take a nap, took the medicine and went into the kitchen, and Luo Shaoheng followed him there.
Shen Mucheng took out a pair of medicine, opened it, poured it into a bowl, filtered it with water, then poured it into an earthen jar, added an appropriate amount of water, and boiled it slowly over low heat.
"You move so neatly that you seem to be doing it every day." Luo Shaoheng joked.
"It's not difficult." Shen Mucheng washed his hands, raised his head and said to him: "I'll just watch here, you go to sleep, I'll call you later."
"Go to bed after drinking, you're not sleepy yet." Luo Shaoheng leaned against the door frame and refused to leave.
Shen Mucheng looked at him: "That's just right, I have something to ask you."
"you say."
"Today you told Dr. Zhang..."
"Hey!" Luo Shaoheng interrupted him and patted himself on the head, "I haven't finished painting yesterday, you should watch the fire first, don't burn it!" After finishing speaking, he slipped into the studio.
"..." Shen Mucheng looked at his back and sneered in his heart, anyway, he had plenty of time.
After making the medicine, Shen Mucheng went to the studio to find Luo Shaoheng. Luo Shaoheng was drawing and talking on the phone, his voice sounded very good, because his back was facing the door, he didn't notice Shen Mucheng's arrival, and Shen Mucheng didn't bother him, he leaned against the door frame and waited for him to finish typing.
It was Chen Zhan who called Luo Shaoheng. After chatting for a while, they inevitably talked about him and Shen Mucheng again. It's okay, we're fine now... I see, I must remember Dr. Chen's doctor's order, well, let's do this first, and treat you to dinner when I go back."
After hanging up the phone, he put the phone aside and continued to finish the painting in his hand.
Shen Mucheng walked in and stood behind him, and found that he was painting himself. Watching my facial features take shape under his brush, I felt an indescribable subtlety in my heart.
My heart was swollen, as if it was filled with something.
"Are you ready?" Luo Shaoheng asked him while drawing.
"Hmm." Shen Mucheng looked at it and asked, "Why did you suddenly draw me?"
"This..."
Luo Shaoheng stopped writing and looked back at him, tapped the other end of the pencil lightly on his forehead, and then slowly moved down, starting from the peak of the eyebrows to describe his facial features bit by bit, and skimming over the position where the tip of the nose stopped at the lower lip.
He and Shen Mucheng looked at each other with gentle smiles in their eyes, and said as a matter of course: "Because you are the most beautiful person I have ever drawn."
... Very good, successfully teased me again.
Shen Mucheng stretched out his hand to hold his pen, and said flatly: "I also want to take medicine."
"You're not romantic." Luo Shaoheng laughed out loud, put away his pen and put it away, stood up and left the studio with him.
Luo Shaoheng hadn't drank traditional Chinese medicine for a long time. The bitter taste stimulated his taste buds. He frowned and drank the whole bowl of soup medicine vigorously. His whole face was wrinkled, and he said bitterly: "This taste is too bitter. The sum of my previous medicines can’t compare to it.”
Shen Mucheng opened a fruit candy for him: "Change the taste."
Luo Shaoheng took the sugar into his mouth with his hands, the sweetness washed away the bitterness in his mouth to make him feel better.
Shen Mucheng reached out and rubbed his frowning brows: "Good medicine tastes bitter."
Luo Shaoheng pulled his hand down and held it, and said with a smile: "Shen Mucheng, your tone of voice is just like that of an old woman. You must not know how bitter it is if you don't drink."
Shen Mucheng was unmoved: "You have to drink bitterness."
Luo Shaoheng groaned, suddenly held his face, leaned over and kissed him, the tip of his tongue quickly swept around his mouth and then quickly backed away, smiling like a successful cat.
There was still unfinished candy in Luo Shaoheng's mouth, which brought a sweet smell to Shen Mucheng, and this sweet smell also had an imperceptible smell of traditional Chinese medicine, forming a strange taste.
Luo Shaoheng succeeded in sneaking a kiss, and asked happily: "Is it bitter or sweet?"
Shen Mucheng touched the lips kissed by him, suddenly turned over and pressed him on the sofa, said "It's too fast to taste", then bowed his head and blocked his mouth.
This time Shen Mu Chengzai tasted every corner of his mouth carefully, the last half of the fruit candy melted in the lips and tongue of the two of them, and the sweet taste permeated between the mouth and mouth.
After satisfying the addiction of kissing people, Shen Mucheng let go of his hand and said with satisfaction: "Sweet."
"..." Luo Shaoheng lay on the sofa and muttered, "You can't live without doing your own crimes."
The corners of Shen Mucheng's lips raised lightly, he pulled him up, and straightened his messy hair: "Okay, go to sleep."
"Sleeping together?" Luo Shaoheng asked.
"Are you inviting me?" Shen Mucheng raised his eyebrows.
Luo Shaoheng chuckled softly, supported his shoulders and knelt down beside his legs: "I've made it so obvious, you still want to ask?" He lowered his head and covered Shen Mucheng's lips, stretched out The tip of the tongue gently licked his lips, slowly traced the shape of his lips with the tip of the tongue, and then pried the lips open and put the tongue inside.
Shen Mucheng leaned on the sofa, put his arms around his waist, let him play in his mouth, kissed him back from time to time, when Luo Shaoheng's hand slipped into his clothes, he grabbed his wrist, Looking at him slightly: "Don't play with fire."
He held it loosely, and Luo Shaoheng broke free easily. He grabbed the hem of his sweater with both hands and lifted it up, then took it off and threw it aside. He was only wearing a thin bottoming shirt. Mucheng's forehead, said softly: "Don't you want to?"
… I don’t think I’m not a man.
Shen Mucheng cursed inwardly, stretched out his hands to hold his waist and pressed him into his arms, and at the same time kissed his smoldering lips fiercely.
This time the kiss was different from the sweet and greasy one just now, both sides were eager, and there was the sound of body fluid intersecting between tongue sucking and intertwining.
Shen Mucheng's hand reached into Luo Shaoheng's clothes and covered his back. The skin there was firm and smooth, and it felt so good that he couldn't help sliding up and down along the waistline.
"Hmm..." Luo Shaoheng snorted slightly, retreated a little and took a few breaths, then went over to bite his lips.
Shen Mucheng was hooked by his moan-like sound, then slid down and inserted into his trouser waist, and slowly kneaded his upturned buttocks with his big palm.
Luo Shaoheng lowered his head to kiss him, while reaching out to untie the belt of his trousers.
Just when the two of them were fully engaged and ready to have something happen, the mobile phone placed beside the sofa rang, and the rapid ringtone interrupted the ambiguous and charming atmosphere between the two.
Luo Shaoheng turned his head and took a look: "It's Shen Yun."
"Don't pay attention to him." Shen Mucheng bit his neck lightly, and left a new mark next to the hickey last night. He liked that Luo Shaoheng had his own marks on his body.
After the phone rang once, it automatically stopped. Luo Shaoheng buried his head in the action just now, and went to unbutton the belt after unbuttoning it. However, as soon as his hands touched the zipper, he heard the phone ringing again. He glanced again, and it was still Shen Yun.
"Maybe he has something urgent to ask you." Luo Shaoheng simply stopped what he was doing, bent down to help him bring the phone over, pulled up his clothes and sat aside.
This important moment was suddenly interrupted, Shen Mucheng's expression was not very good, and he answered the phone with a cold face: "You better have something important."
"I have!" Shen Yun didn't understand where his anger came from, "It's very important!"
"Say." Shen Mucheng didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he took the blanket next to him with one free hand and put it on Luo Shaoheng's body. Luo Shaoheng was only wearing a base layer, so he took the blanket and draped it on his shoulders casually.
"Young Master Luo's information has been found." Shen Yun said, "Shall I send it to you now?"
"Send it here." Shen Mucheng hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and said to Luo Shaoheng, "I have some things to deal with, Shen Yun is here now."
Luo Shaoheng nodded and said, "Then I'll go upstairs and wash my face." After speaking, he picked up the sweater on the side and went upstairs. He stopped after taking two steps, and glanced at Shen Mucheng's lower body to remind him , "I suggest you deal with it before Shen Yun comes."
"..." Shen Mucheng looked at his back going upstairs, and suddenly had the urge to grind his teeth.
When Shen Yun came over, Luo Shaoheng just went downstairs to get something, and when he heard the doorbell rang, he opened the door for him: "You are here."
"Hello, Young Master Luo." Shen Yun greeted, "Is the BOSS there?"
"Upstairs in the study." Luo Shaoheng went upstairs with him. After taking the medicine, he felt a little weak and was going back to his room to rest.
When Shen Yun saw that he entered Shen Mucheng's room, he was frightened in his heart, and felt that the speed of the two people's progress was too fast for him to understand.