Dong Xuebin was not at ease when he went out to look for medicine. He looked back at the bedroom and bed several times, then went to the plastic bag he brought and rummaged through it. He found a box of Bamir from it, broke one piece open and searched for it.
hot water, and finally went to the kitchen to find a cup and stirred it evenly with chopsticks.
It smells like orange.
This fever-reducing medicine smells pretty good.
Turning back, Dong Xuebin pushed the door and entered the bedroom. To his slight surprise, Zhong Lizhen was lying there without moving. He didn't know whether he had really listened to Dong Xuebin's words, or was too uncomfortable to move, or was being moved.
Dong Xuebin choked when he went to get the rope.
"You take the medicine."
"……Um."
"Be careful, it's hot."
"……Um."
Dong Xuebin sat down on the bed and handed the cup to her.
Zhong Lizhen leaned against the bed and took it, and quickly drank the antipyretic medicine inside.
Dong Xuebin smiled slightly, took back the empty cup and said, "You can lie down under the quilt for a while. I'll see what else is at home and make you something to eat."
"Not hungry."
"You have to eat then. I'm going, but don't get out of bed."
After closing the door for her, Dong Xuebin went to the kitchen and started rummaging through the refrigerator.
It's so clean. There is basically nothing in the house except a few eggs. It seems that Professor Zhong doesn't cook often. With her working day and night, she must be hungry and full every day.
, shook his head, Dong Xuebin found the bag of rice, thinking that Professor Zhong had a fever and couldn't eat anything greasy, so he simply washed the rice and made porridge for her.
Rice, cabbage, eggs.
Just make some smooth egg porridge.
While it was cooking, the phone rang.
It was Han Jing who called, "How is Xiaobin and Lizhen doing?"
Dong Xuebin turned down the heat under the casserole and said: "I have a high fever, more than thirty-eight degrees, but the situation is not bad, my throat is not inflamed, and there are no other symptoms. I just asked Professor Zhong to take the medicine.
I’m cooking for her.”
"Is she still working?"
"It was just now. But I didn't let her touch the computer anymore. How can it go on like this?"
"She, all those studies are in her head, alas. I can't say anything about her, Xiaobin, why don't you bother. Mom has left your cousin to you."
"Okay, I'll watch her sleep this afternoon."
"It's better for me to be my son-in-law. He can help with everything. However, you are only slightly injured. You were busy with Xiao Jing, Sun Kai and the others a while ago. I'm just afraid that I'll tire you out. Haha, if Huilan knows about me,
If you use her man like this, you will definitely have to yell at me."
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm a tough guy. Haha, I can't sit still at home."
"Well, thank you for your hard work. We have guests here and we haven't left yet. I can't leave now. If your dad comes back early, mom will go over and take your place."
"No, don't run away from me. I'm here."
After hanging up the phone, Dong Xuebin continued to cook the porridge carefully. It was time to add the eggs.
…
Half an hour later.
It's past one in the afternoon.
Dong Xuebin walked out of the kitchen quickly with a bowl of porridge. He turned a corner, knocked on the bedroom door with one hand, then unscrewed the door and stepped into the room. On the bed, Professor Zhong lay there looking at the ceiling, his brows sometimes frowning and sometimes frowning.
She let go and moved her lips slightly, as if she was muttering some formula. Dong Xuebin rolled his eyes, knowing that Professor Zhong was calculating her data again, or doing it mentally. There was really nothing she could do, but she just lay there obediently.
Getting out of bed was already a great honor, and Dong Xuebin couldn't say anything.
"The porridge is ready."
"……oh."
"Drink it while it's hot."
Zhong Lizhen sat up holding on to the bed. Maybe it was because she was getting up violently or because she had a fever. She swayed and covered her head as if she was feeling dizzy.
Dong Xuebin quickly held her back, "Look, look, you said it's okay. How can you say it's okay? I can't even sit still."
"Give me pen and paper."
"What do you need paper and pen for?"
"Write something, I just calculated it."
"Oh, you drink the porridge first and then talk after you finish it."
"I forgot about it after I drank it. Come on, it's in the drawer."
There was no other way, so Dong Xuebin had to turn it out and give it to her. Watching Zhong Lizhen mutter some numbers seriously, she quickly wrote a lot of things in the notebook. There were mathematical symbols, physics terms, and there were many things that Dong Xuebin saw.
I have never seen the symbol and I don’t know what to write.
"Is it done?"
"Soon."
"The porridge is almost cold."
"It'll be ready soon, don't rush!"
After a long while, Zhong Lizhen put down the banknotes and finished writing.
Dong Xuebin was really unhappy. When she finished, he confiscated all her banknotes and handed her the porridge bowl, "This is the last time. You are not allowed to work anymore today!"
"I didn't get up and touch the computer."
"Using your brain will consume more energy and affect your recovery."
Zhong Lizhen ignored him and drank porridge from a bowl. She drank slowly at first, but after a few sips she drank faster and faster, as if she was really hungry.
Dong Xuebin said to his heart, "Aren't you hungry?"
"How is the taste?"
"improvise."
"There's still something left in the pot. Can I get you another bowl?"
"……Um."
Dong Xuebin went to the kitchen to serve porridge for her again, and also made a bowl for himself. He sat on the chair facing Professor Zhong and drank with her.
Zhong Lizhen looked at him, "You didn't eat when you came here?"
Dong Xuebin shook his head and said: "My mother said you were sick, so I drove right here."
Professor Zhong paused for a moment, then swallowed another mouthful of porridge, "...thank you."
Dong Xuebin waved his hand and said: "Don't thank me, I can't bear it. After eating the porridge, you can have a good sleep in the afternoon, and I will thank you."
"I will go to sleep. You can go back after eating."
"That won't work. My mother asked me to keep an eye on you."
"Xiao Dong, I'm not a child, I don't need you to stare at me."
"You are not a child. You are even more childish than a child. Even half-grown children know that they need to rest when they are sick, but I didn't see you know that."
"I've already asked for leave for the past two days!"
"If you take leave, you can still work at home. What's the difference between not taking leave?"
"Okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you. You just want to stare at me!"
After finishing the porridge, Professor Zhong threw the porridge bowl on the table, opened the quilt and got into bed. He turned his back to Dong Xuebin and closed his glasses.
Going to sleep?
Could you please take off your white coat first?
After Dong Xuebin glanced at it for a few times, he picked up the porridge bowl and went to the kitchen to clean the pots and pans. When he came back, he blinked his eyes, fearing that if he listened to the bedroom door and saw that there was no movement inside,
Dong Xuebin was still worried, fearing that Professor Zhong would secretly calculate some data, so he gently opened the door. He walked to the bookcase and pulled out a mathematics book. He sat on a chair and read.
five minutes……
ten minutes……
Zhong Lizhen turned over and opened her eyes and looked at him, "What are you doing."
"Reading." Dong Xuebin was actually watching her and supervising her sleeping.
Zhong Lizhen said: "You turn the pages one by one. I can't sleep, so you go out and read."
Dong Xuebin made a sound and put the book down calmly. "It's okay, I won't read it. You can sleep on your own and don't worry about me."
Zhong Lizhen covered her head and exhaled, "I'm afraid of you, okay? I'm afraid of you." Shaking her head, she sat up, opened the quilt, took off her white coat, and threw it on the back of the chair.
Then he got into bed again, lay on the pillow and closed his eyes.
Dong Xuebin took a look, walked up gently and bent down to pull the quilt for her, covering her exposed left foot of a stocking. After sealing the bottom with a roll of quilt, he gently exposed her again.
He put his hand on his left shoulder and said, "Go to sleep. If you need anything, just call me anytime."
No response.
Dong Xuebin didn't care. He sat down and stared at her for a while. After a while, the sound of even breathing slowly came from the bed, and Professor Zhong fell asleep. Dong Xuebin smiled and didn't stay in the room. He walked quietly.
Go out and close the door, then lie on the window sill and smoke.
What to do?
The room is full of equipment. There isn't even a TV.
Well, there are quite a few computers. Let’s see if there are any games.
After finishing his cigarette, Dong Xuebin looked around and did not dare to touch Professor Zhong's computer in the living room. He was afraid that it would be damaged by messing around, so he went to the master bedroom.
in.
Dong Xuebin found a chair and sat down, then turned on the computer.
Waiting for the computer to turn on, Dong Xuebin's eyes fell on a small notebook. He was practicing his hands and waiting. He took the notebook over and flipped through it. He thought it was Zhong Lizhen's notebook for calculating some data. He didn't expect it.
I can understand it, just flipping through it blindly.
But a sentence in the middle of the card made Dong Xuebin stunned.
March 3rd.
I have menstrual cramps today. It feels very uncomfortable. It’s time to rest.
Dong Xuebin immediately realized, this is Professor Zhong’s diary??
He quickly threw the diary on the table and didn't want to read it again. After all, it belonged to someone else. But when he threw it there, the diary jumped a few pages and got stuck on the first few pages. Dong Xuebin reached out and tried to close the diary.
But after accidentally glancing at it, his hand stopped because he saw his name on it!
Write to me?
What did you write about me?
Looking at the date, it was just a few days after Dong Xuebin rescued Professor Zhong and returned to China.
Zhong Lizhen's handwriting is very hard but beautiful. It says: It has been many days since I returned to China. There is nothing else I am not used to, but I masturbate more and more often. I want to quit, but why can't I? It was just before.
Once a month or two months, but now... I just finished last night, and before I got up this morning, I couldn't help but commit suicide again. Was Dong Xuebin touching me all over the body on the plane? Does this have anything to do with it?
Maybe, it's the first time in so many years that I've been touched by a man, even though I'm a child. Alas, Sister Han is right, maybe it's time for me to find a man to live with.
After reading it, Dong Xuebin was already a little frightened. He hurriedly closed the diary and put it back neatly in its place based on his memory. He also quickly closed the computer.
It turns out that Professor Zhong is also doing something of his own!
I'm going to go! I saw something I shouldn't have seen!
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【Second update!】
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