non-contractual relationship

Chapter 26

After the examination, the doctor went to the toilet and threw away the gloves, came out and looked at the nervous Zheng Feihe, and sighed: "It's nothing serious, it's a fever caused by a cold. As for not being able to wake up, this boy has encountered a lot of things recently, right?" ? Heart tired, no cure, more enlightenment.”

After a pause, the doctor warned again: "You are not very good at coaxing people. You have used all the usual tricks, and you have to let him let out the stuffiness in his heart, otherwise getting sick will be a common occurrence."

"Aren't you a western doctor?" Zheng Feihe answered.

The doctor pursed his lips, squatted to pack up his things, got up and prepared to go out, and said patiently: "People are in a bad mood, which is not good for immunity. The simplest and rude way to say it is the desire to survive, understand? Also, You, you are not recovering from your illness, don't keep thinking about indulgence. You can spoil your body when you are young, and you will suffer when you are old."

The doctor who was touched by the chattering switch couldn't stop: "I'll re-prescribe his medicine later, and when it's over, someone will bring it over. Don't listen to the doctor's advice and give people medicine indiscriminately."

It was rare that Young Master Zheng didn't reply, nor did he throw away his shoes. Instead, he seriously asked about taking the medicine.

Zheng Feihe's performance today can be said to have refreshed his cognition. The doctor was amazed in his heart, and hurriedly responded: "Okay, okay, I will classify and pack it for you later, write a note, and send it to you."

Only then did Zheng Feihe feel relieved, and stopped blocking the doctor to ask questions.

As soon as the doctor went out, he found that the assistant was squatting in front of the coffee table, holding a jar on the table and looking over it curiously.

The doctor mentioned the mouth of the throat in one breath, and shouted: "I asked you to come out and wait, so I didn't let you touch people's things."

Looking at the jar, Zheng Feihe shook his head, why does this jar look familiar?

The assistant put down the jar in embarrassment, and explained, "You've been in there for a long time, and you didn't call me. I just want to visit..."

"Visit?" The doctor snorted and said, "You can visit the patient's house without other people's consent? Do I have to applaud you or give you an award?"

"I, I just saw that the melon seeds were fried well." The assistant wanted to explain while holding the plastic jar.

The doctor was holding back his anger just now and finally found an outlet. It was inconvenient for him to vent his anger on Zheng Feihe, and he couldn't vent his anger on his assistant: "What about me, let's go!"

Only then did Zheng Feihe tear his eyes off the can of melon seeds, and when he heard the doctor's words, he made a gesture of giving them away.

The doctor stopped his steps, and his tone had not yet calmed down. He was a little rushed: "Don't, you remember to open the door for me, and let me go out. Sick, it's better to stay at home honestly."

Zheng Feihe nodded, not polite to the doctor.

With a bang, the door closed.

Zheng Feihe walked to the coffee table, stooped down and picked up the can of melon seeds. On the can, there were large flying characters written by him with an ink pen: Delicious melon seeds.

He didn't see it when he was drinking that night, so he forgot about it, but he saw it in his apartment.The person who brought melon seeds back, except for Ankang, has no other ideas.

A little curious about the taste of the melon seeds he fried, Zheng Feihe opened the lid.

As soon as the lid was released, a crunchy and fragrant smell wafted out.Zheng Feihe took one and ate it, probably because it was well preserved, it was not damp yet, and it was quite delicious, at least more fragrant than the one he bought in the supermarket.

After taking several pills in a row, he remembered what the doctor said.

Ankang is indeed not normal.

How should I put it, Zheng Feihe's intuition.After Ankang left, Ankang's state has been very depressed. Even if he is happy when he gets along with you, as long as he pays attention to it, he can taste the absent-mindedness inside.There was no light in the man's eyes.As long as he is alone, it won't be long before you can see a dark cloud floating behind him, which is painful to see.

After thinking about it, Zheng Feihe covered the melon seeds.He was a little worried, hadn't he ever been in love with someone before?As far as coaxing people, he doesn't coax many people, one fucker and one Mimi.Others... Zheng Feihe had a thought in his heart: "Have I ever coaxed you?"

After three seconds, he came up with an answer: "No." He had never cared so much before.

Sitting on the sofa and meditating for a while, Zheng Feihe found that Ankang was really special to him.His previous pursuits were not as smooth as this time, and he often sold them for a long time, only to be coaxed back by others like a child.

The speed of catching up with Ankang is the same as riding a rocket. Now the two of them have all the formalities, and they only need to confess.

Zheng Feihe suddenly had a feeling of taking advantage of others.

In the end, Zheng Feihe, who had thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, had to take his mobile phone and sent a message to the group of bad friends marked as "harmony makes jackals": what to do when the subject is angry, urgent, online, etc.

5 minutes passed and nobody paid any attention to him.

"I knew you were unreliable!" Zheng Feihe sent a sad expression in the group.

The others remained silent, but Zheng Anhe, who rarely appeared on weekdays, popped out: "You can also be affectionate? Fishing information, report it."

Zheng Feihe returned a cursing expression, and then sent a sentence: "Go and shoot your scene, children are not qualified to talk in the group [smile]." After finishing speaking, Zheng Anhe was kicked out of the chat room.

Seeing "You were removed from the group chat by Er Que" displayed on the screen, Zheng Anhe almost dropped his phone: Childish!

Just as he was feeling emotional, there was a slight "click" not far away. Zheng Anhe and his manager turned their heads to look over at the same time, but they didn't see anyone.

The candid paparazzi was about to run away along the base of the wall, but he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

Looking up again, Zheng Anhe was smiling while reaching out to him.

The little paparazzi closed his eyes in despair.

After handing over the paparazzi to the agent, the reporter called for someone, Zheng Anhe threw the phone to the assistant, and Zheng Feihe didn't see Zheng Feihe pulling him back to the chat room, asking shamelessly.

Zheng Feihe: "Forget it, children also have the right to speak." It's better than no one speaks.

Zheng Feihe: "Tell me." I'd like to see what you can come up with.

Zheng Feihe: "...Where are people?"

Zheng Feihe: "...I have seen through you all. You are blocked, thank you."

Zheng Feihe put down his phone and began to recall the past week. Among the tricks he could think of that he hadn't used yet, which ones were particularly effective in coaxing people... In the end, it was Mi Mi's phone call that saved him .

"Fei and brother, why haven't you come to tutor Mi Mi recently?"

Then Zheng Fei on the phone got stuck. He could talk nonsense to everyone without being in the right shape, but he couldn't talk to Mi Mi, so he could only seriously reason with Mi Mi on the other end of the phone: "I I've been busy recently." However, this child is not easy to fool.

Mi Mi covered her phone and asked An Lan's father softly.Her An Lan's father put down the tablet in his hand, tilted his head and thought about the news he had heard recently, raised his eyebrows, and shook his head at her.

Mi Mi knew it in her mind: "Then what are you busy with? You are not allowed to lie. Lying is the greatest evil, and you told me that."

"..." Zheng Feihe sat on the sofa and kicked his legs. Children nowadays are too difficult to deal with. He was afraid that he would be entangled by Mimi: "Children can't ask about adults' affairs casually." After he finished speaking, he felt guilty.

Sure enough, Mi Mi was silent for ten seconds on the other end of the phone, and retorted: "Last time you told me that one of the most precious treasures of children is curiosity, and the dirtiest fig leaf in the world of adults is, 'You children don't want to be a fool. I understand' such perfunctory words."

Lifting a rock, he didn't think about it but smashed his own foot, Zheng Fei and Hui's intestines were half green: "Did I say that?"

"I said it, you also taught me how to write the word 'perfunctory', saying that if an adult tries to lighten my doubts by saying 'little girl, do you know how to write the word perfunctory, just talk like this' , just wrote these two big characters on the spot and slapped him on the face, and then turned around and left." Mimi, a kid, persuaded: "You told me, it's not a bad thing. If I can give you something useful Opinion, maybe?"

An Lan closed the cover of the tablet, chose a comfortable position on the sofa to sit back, watched the big and small fights with great interest, listened to Mi Mi's logical words, and gave her a vertical Thumbs up.

Bai Yuehua passed by, just in time to hear it, heaved a sigh of relief, nodded Mi Mi's head fiercely from behind, and softly taught: "You—" Before he finished speaking, he wanted to reach out and take away Mi Mi's cell phone.

Mi Mi handed over the phone, brows drooping.

Bai Yuehua did not soften his heart at all, this is "evil tendencies" and cannot be encouraged.With a complete face, I will take it away.Suddenly, a hand came across from the side, blocking it for him.Bai Yuehua glanced sideways, and it was indeed An Lan.

An Lan walked around from the sofa and led Bai Yuehua to the kitchen.

Bai Yuehua wanted to turn around and teach Mi Mi a lesson, but Mi Mi, who had received An Lan's instruction, had already rushed upstairs with her mobile phone and returned to her room.

"You just get used to her, why does she get involved in this kind of thing?" Bai Yuehua, who had heard the news from Biaozi, had a bad impression of Ankang at all.Just now An He sent a screenshot of the chat message asking him what happened recently, and now, he has a clear mind.

An Lan's perspective is different. He thinks that Biaozi's preconceived ideas are too heavy. His intuition is that Ankang is not the kind of person who will give up easily, nor can he rely on selling himself in exchange for benefits.It remains to be seen what the outcome of this incident is.But there is something to be said, Bai Yuehua may not believe it, why not try to persuade her from another angle: "Mi Mi is already six years old, can't you let her have her own circle?"

"I did not mean that."

An Lan raised her eyebrows: "I know you didn't mean that, but how do you define 'involvement in this kind of thing'?"

Bai Yuehua took the person in front of him as helpless, and patiently explained: "This is not a qualitative problem. You must not do it lightly, otherwise you will develop the attitude of 'everyone is drunk, but I am sober', and you will not be able to correct it later. .Take a step back, even if this is really just a matter of relationship between two people, she is still young, what result can she get involved? This is not pretentiousness, what is this?"

"We're all watching, there can be any mistakes. And I don't think things are as bad as you think. I'll take a step back and tell you, Mimi is a bit playful, but Feihe is not stupid, don't you See if they have a match or not. Maybe, maybe, they will try to solve the problem together sincerely, although the way of expressing it may be different from what was expected, but it does not mean that this is not a good thing."

Bai Yuehua stopped talking, he couldn't say enough about An Lan, so he could only take a step back: "Then this matter, let's stop."

An Lan smiled and nodded: "Then watch carefully."

Bai Yuehua, who took over the pot smoothly: "...Is there anything else I can say?"

An Lan kissed him, but before he could respond, the phone rang.

Although An Lan who answered the phone still had one arm around Bai Yuehua's waist, her mind had already traveled a long way.

Bai Yuehua looked at An Lan who was engaged in work, feeling helpless and pampered.

Bedrooms on the second floor.

Mi Mi had already heard the whole story, and couldn't help sighing: "Brother Fei and Brother, you and your boyfriend really seem to be acting out a mindless idol drama."

"Bai, Mi, Mi." Zheng Feihe took a breath: "You are consuming my trust in you."

"Well - don't be angry, I didn't mean to disrespect you. If you think I did something wrong, then I can apologize to you." Bai Mimi tilted his head and thought for a while, and seriously suggested: "He likes Watching idol dramas? Fei and brother, don’t you just use this trick to decompress when you are unhappy.”

"Does it work?"

"Don't you know if you try it?"

"... That's right, how will you know the result if you don't try, then I'll try!" Zheng Feihe who hung up the phone opened the door to a new world - coaxing people to be happy doesn't necessarily mean coaxing others, sharing the joy of sharing your happiness with others The source is also one of them.

"..." Listening to the blind voice on the receiver, Bai Mimi, whose gossip was blocked, was about to go downstairs to 'complain' to An Lan's father.