229 Extra Story: Wei Lan (9)
Extra: Wei Lan (9)
Wei Xun's room is very large, the decoration is very simple, the color is very calm, like a model room. Wei Xun never thought there was any problem with this, but now, he felt that it seemed a bit too rigid.
He put Wei Lan on the bed, Wei Lan reached out and took off her shorts, and was about to change into her pajamas before going to bed, and then thought, "I didn't bring my pajamas."
Wei Xun came to ask him to wear his own, but thought that his pajamas were too big to fit, so he said, "Let me find you my short-sleeved ones, which are bigger, and you can wear them as pajamas."
Wei Lan shook her head, "I want to wear my pajamas."
He opened his schoolbag, took out his key, and handed the key to Wei Xun, "Brother, can you help me get it? It's in the closet."
Wei Xun was not willing to make such a trip, so he asked him, "Can't you not wear your own pajamas?" @无限好文，全在
Hearing his question, Wei Lan thought about it for a while, and finally obeyed her heart and replied truthfully, "It will be very strange." He said, "You can help me get it, okay? I'll wait here you."
Wei Xun had no choice but to agree.
Sitting under the quilt, Wei Lan thanked him with a smile, "Thank you brother."
Wei Xun took the key and went out to get Wei Lan's pajamas. Wei Lan sat under the quilt and had nothing to do. Seeing that there was a desk in Wei Xun's bedroom, she put on her shorts again, sat at the desk, and went to practice calligraphy.
He was worried that he fell asleep now, and when Wei Xun came back to wake him up with his pajamas, he would lose his temper because of getting up, which would be bad.
Wei Xun took his clothes and came back. Seeing that the porridge was ready, he asked Aunt Wang to serve the food. Aunt Wang hurriedly found out the food table for the food, put the porridge and vegetables on the food table, and walked upstairs .
Wei Xun went upstairs and opened the door, and saw Wei Lan practicing calligraphy at his desk. Few people came into his bedroom, and few people sat at his desk. This was the first time he saw someone else sitting at his desk.
He put his pajamas on the bed and walked over. Wei Lan noticed that he was back, and pointed to the handwriting he had written, "I'm waiting for you, I don't want to do my homework, so I'm practicing calligraphy."
Wei Xun nodded, Wei Lan has been practicing calligraphy for a while, and has made obvious progress. Wei Xun felt very satisfied watching his handwriting slowly approaching his own.
Aunt Wang quickly brought in the porridge and vegetables. She was a little surprised to see Wei Lan in Wei Xun's bedroom. Wei Xun didn't really like others entering his bedroom, even if some of his friends came, he didn't dare to enter casually. his bedroom. However, Aunt Wang thought about it, she can't measure Wei Lan by the standard of others, Wei Xun has not recited anyone before, didn't he carry Wei Lan up the stairs step by step just now
Thinking so, she walked over and asked Wei Xun, "Where do you put these?"
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Wei Xun gave her a glance at the small tea table next to him, "Put it there."
Aunt Wang put away the porridge and vegetables, Wei Lan also moved over, and sat on the small sofa next to the coffee table, Wei Xun sat down opposite him, and said to him, "Do you like it?"
Wei Lan lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, took another two mouthfuls of mustard, and nodded, "It's okay." He said.
"Let's eat then."
Wei Xun said that he also started to drink porridge.
Because of Wei Lan's illness, Wei Xun didn't add vegetables to his bowl this time. Wei Lan never took the initiative to pick vegetables she didn't like, but just soaked mustard into the porridge and drank the porridge.
Not long after they ate, Wei Lan was about to go to bed when she heard a knock on the door, followed by a clear voice: "Master."
Wei Lan looked at Wei Xun, Wei Xun said calmly, "Go ahead and change into pajamas."
He said to the door: "Wait a while."
The man outside the door stopped talking.
Wei Lan changed into her pajamas, short-sleeved shorts with green dinosaurs printed on them.
He pulled back the quilt naturally and wanted to get in, but was stopped by Wei Xun. Wei Xun said, "Wait, the doctor is here, let him show you."
Wei Lan frowned immediately, "I don't want to see a doctor."
"Hey, just to see if your illness is serious."
"It's not serious. My aunt has taken my temperature. It's a low-grade fever. It's not serious. I'll be fine after taking medicine, sleeping and sweating."
"The doctors are already here, just take a look."
Wei Lan lowered her head, silently resisting.
Wei Xun didn't quite understand why he was so resistant to the doctor, so he leaned over, raised his head, and reasoned with him, "Wei Lan, you need to see a doctor when you're sick, especially if you're still a child. Your mother or your grandfather is here now, will you lose your temper like this?"
Wei Lan looked at him for a long time, then compromised and said, "Why don't you get an injection? I'm afraid of pain, and I don't like injections."
He took Wei Xun's hand, shook it gently, and flattered him, "Brother, I'll take medicine, but not get an injection, okay?"
Wei Xun didn't know whether he would get an injection or not, but Wei Lan had already given in, and he couldn't force him, so he nodded, "I won't get an injection this time."
He planned to contact Wei Xi later to see what Wei Lan was like when he was usually sick.
Wei Xun called in, and the family doctor entered the room.
Wei Lan turned to look at an uncle wearing glasses. He disliked doctors by nature, so he turned his head away from him.
When Huo Ting saw a child sitting on the bed, he was also stunned. Wei Xun lived alone, he was indifferent by nature, and had an average relationship with his father. In the early years, Wei Yecheng lived with him in this villa, and there was very little talk between the two of them. Later, Wei Yecheng was busy with business and moved to the city center, so he lived alone in this villa, and he didn't invite his friends to play, and he didn't walk around with his relatives. It was the first time Huo Ting saw that there was someone other than him in Wei Xun's family, who was still a child.
Sitting by the bed, Wei Xun said to Huo Ting, "he has a fever, come and see."
Huo Ting opened his medicine box, took out a thermometer and asked Wei Lan to test it. It was not serious and the temperature was not too high.
He asked about Wei Lan's physical feeling, and Wei Lan described it in her own words. Huo Ting felt that there was nothing wrong with it, it was just a simple fever, and an injection would be enough.
"Get a muscle shot," he said.
"No." Wei Lan retorted him.
Huo Ting didn't listen to him. He looked at Wei Xun and asked him, "Do you want to fight?"
"No." Wei Lan quickly replied.
Seeing that he was so repulsive, Wei Xun had no choice but to say, "Don't fight, give him some medicine."
"Open less." Wei Lan said.
Huo Ting: ...
Wei Xun glanced at Wei Lan, and before he could speak, Wei Lan said to him pitifully, "I'm afraid of suffering."
Wei Xun was almost amused by him, "You are afraid of pain and suffering, a boy, how can you be so delicate." It's not like Wei Ming's grandson at all.
Wei Lan was very eloquent, "I'm the young master, which family's young master is not squeamish. When I was young, my knee was broken, and my mother felt very distressed."
Wei Xun helped his forehead helplessly, feeling that Wei Xi was really spoiled by Wei Lan.
He turned to look at Huo Ting, "prescribe the medicine."
Huo Ting normally prescribed several antipyretics, neither too much nor too little, Wei Xun signaled that he could leave, Huo Ting went downstairs, and asked Aunt Wang to bring a glass of warm water up.
Wei Lan took the medicine with warm water, then took out the sugar in her schoolbag and bit it in her mouth to dilute the taste of the medicine.
He gave Wei Xun one, and Wei Xun shook his hand, "I don't want it."
But when he was talking, Wei Lan quickly stuffed the candy into his mouth, and smiled with his eyes bent.
Wei Xun had no choice but to remind him to brush his teeth in a while.
Wei Lan simply washed up, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Wei Xun was tossed about by him, and when he was free, it was almost nine o'clock. He still had some things to do, so he left the bedroom and went to the study. After reading for a while, he remembered something, and took Wei Lan's mobile phone to call Wei Xi.
Wei Xi took a long time to answer the phone, as if he was still busy, but after he picked it up, he was very gentle and caring: "What's the matter, baby? Miss mom? Mom will go back the day after tomorrow, and I will bring you a gift then."
Wei Xun said calmly: "Hi, I'm Wei Xun."
Wei Xi was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "Is Xiaolan with you?"
"Yes, he is sick, so I let him stay with me. Wei Lan doesn't really want to tell you, I have something to ask you, so I will give you a call while he is asleep."
Wei Xi understands that Wei Lan doesn't want to tell himself that he is sick. His son, who looks heartless, is actually a very sensible child, so he never tells himself these things, because he In other places, if I know it, I can only worry unnecessarily.
"What do you want to ask me?" Wei Xi asked.
"Wei Lan doesn't seem to like seeing a doctor very much. Didn't he get injections when he was sick before?"
"No shot." Wei Xi said, "Xiao Lan was sick once when she was a child, and she was given an injection. It was probably because she was too young at that time, and the painful tears were about to come out. Since then, he doesn't like doctors, and he doesn't like doctors. No more injections."
"Then he has a fever and only takes medicine, is there no problem?"
Wei Xi didn't expect him to be so serious about this matter, but he had a rare affection for Wei Xun, "No problem, he is in good physical condition, so he will be uncomfortable on the day of illness, but he will be fine soon, you Let him sleep and sweat a little, and he should be fine tomorrow."
"it is good."
"sorry to bother you."
"It's not troublesome." Wei Xun replied, "Then I'll hang up first."
"it is good."
Then Wei Xi hung up the phone.
Wei Xi looked at the mobile phone in his hand, thinking of Wei Xun who called him just now, always felt that his son seemed to be getting closer to Wei Xun during the time she couldn't take care of. She is a little worried. She has heard of Wei Xun's character, and Wei Lan is a child with her own ideas. Now that Wei Lan and Wei Xun get along well, that's all. Xun had a conflict because of someone or something. At that time, 12-year-old Wei Lan had no chance of winning against 17-year-old Wei Xun. At that time, it will be Wei Lan herself who will be injured and suffer.
Wei Xun read the book, did his homework for today, and then went back to his room to rest.
He opened the door and walked in, and saw Wei Lan sleeping peacefully on his bed. Wei Xun walked over and touched his forehead, which was slightly wet with sweat. He went into the bathroom and arranged the towel he found for Wei Lan just now, then walked back to the bed and wiped his face.
His movements were very light, Wei Lan slept soundly, until he wiped it, Wei Lan didn't wake up.
Wei Xun looked at him for a while, and saw that he was sleeping soundly. Then I got up, went to the bathroom to wash briefly, and lay down under the quilt. @无限好文, all in
He and Wei Lan were covered with two quilts, the bed was very big, two people had two pillows and two quilts, but this did not change Wei Xun's strangeness because he was sharing the same bed for the first time. Wei Xun unconsciously turned his head to look at Wei Lan. Wei Lan was sleeping soundly, and her face was flushed because of the fever. He looked at Wei Lan, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and slowly closed his eyes.
The dark night was silent, but not long after, Wei Xun opened his eyes again.
Wei Xun was a little insomnia, because there was an extra person on the bed for the first time, so he was a little insomnia. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and then closed them again. In the end, Wei Xun felt that it would be better to do something meaningful instead of being unable to fall asleep in such a senseless way. He reluctantly turned on the bedside lamp, got out of bed, and wiped Wei Lan's face with a cold towel. This time, he also wiped his neck and hands.
He probed Wei Lan's forehead, it was still hot, Wei Xun put an ice towel on his head and applied it, but worried that it would be bad if it was applied for too long, so after the towel became less cold, put it on The towels were taken down.
It was the first time for him to take care of a sick person. He was inexperienced, he looked forward and backward, but his movements were very light, gentle and meticulous.
Wei Xun did all this, turned off the lights again, and lay down on the bed. He forced himself to sleep, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He kept his eyes closed until nearly five o'clock in the morning, and finally fell asleep slowly.
At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang. Wei Xun raised his hand and pressed the alarm clock, then turned to look at Wei Lan beside him. Wei Lan was still asleep. He slept soundly. He didn't move much all night.
Wei Xun leaned over and stretched out his hand to check the temperature of his forehead, it wasn't very hot anymore.
Wei Xun thought that he should have recovered from his illness, but he was not sure. He wanted to wake Wei Lan up and let Wei Lan take his temperature, but seeing him sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear it. Thinking about it, let's talk about it after he wakes up.
Wei Xun called his head teacher to ask for a leave, and found out his head teacher's phone number from Wei Lan's mobile phone, and asked for leave for Wei Lan. When he put down his phone, he wondered if he needed to sleep for a while, but Wei Xun didn't feel sleepy, so he got up very disciplinedly, and started to do the homework Wei Yecheng left him.
He is always very self-disciplined, very planned, very demanding, and very indifferent to himself. When Wei Lan has a fever, he will unconsciously accommodate Wei Lan, take care of him tenderly and meticulously, and would rather let Wei Lan sleep peacefully if he suffers from insomnia, but if it was him himself, Wei Xun didn't think it was anything For Wei Xun, birth, old age, sickness and death are very simple things. He carried out his own life trajectory step by step, without enthusiasm, without love, and he was far from living like a 17-year-old boy. For Wei Xun, even if someone told him that he might die tomorrow, Wei Xun There won't be any big mood swings, just an "oh" to show that I know.
He is different from others, he has character flaws, Wei Xun knew it since he was a child, and never cared about it.