He got a fever from me.

The police station's infirmary lacked diagnostic equipment and dealt more with trauma, so Xie Qingcheng was eventually taken to the hospital by Chen Man.

Chen Man was busy registering at the nighttime emergency clinic, getting medication, and waiting for blood test reports, when Xie Qingcheng leaned back in the hospital's cool iron chair and rested his eyes.

After a while, Chen Man came back from the window, holding a freshly typed test report form.

On that report card was a line that made Chen Man suspect he was blind - mango allergy.

"Comrade, you're such an old man, you should know what your allergens are, right?" The doctor at the night emergency department pushed up his glasses and said to Xie Qingcheng, "This is too careless, look at this indicator, how scary."

While talking, he wrote a bunch of medicines like a ghost.

"We usually give anti-allergy shots to patients with severe reactions like this, but at his level it's three days in a row. If you're busy, there's a saline solution available these days, and we'll just finish it up tonight, so see which one you want."

Xie Qingcheng doesn't like allergy shots, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital for three days in a row.

"Hang the water." He said.

The two then went to the infusion room.

Xie Qingcheng's body is not tolerant, and if the injection is given quickly, he gets dizzy and wants to vomit, so after the nurse leaves, he slows down the drip himself.

Chen Man bustled around, got all the paperwork done quickly, and then sat down next to Xie Qingcheng.

He stared at the side of Xie Qingcheng's closed eyes for a while and said softly, "Brother, aren't you the one who never eats mangoes?"

Xie Qingcheng felt so bad: "I'm fucking unlucky and blind, aren't I?"

Chen Man is used to being scolded for his innocence. His brother is the disciple of Xie Qingcheng's father, he has not had much contact with Xie Qingcheng since he was a child, and he knows this big brother's temperament, you'd better pretend you don't see when big brother is humiliated, and if you dare to nag, then the result will be the same as his own, and he will definitely be criticized.

Chen Man sighed, "Sit down, I'll go get you some hot water."

He quickly went and returned, taking a paper cup and handing it steaming hot to the edge of Xie Qingcheng's slightly cool fingertips, "Brother, drink some."

Xie Qingcheng only then opened his eyes, took it, and drank a few sips.

"Who the hell tricked you into eating a mango." Chen Man looked at his weakened form and said softly, "It was too damn unethical, too."

Xie Qingcheng finished drinking the water, and his tone finally slowed down slightly, "Debt collector ......"

But not a debt collector?

He wanted to.

Every time I meet He Yu, nothing good happens.

Of course he knows he is allergic to mango, and the reaction is very serious, in addition to the skin will be red and hot, people will also have a high fever. This fruit is a biochemical weapon that he has known to avoid since he was seven or eight years old, and even his sister, who craves for mango to the point of drooling, has no choice but to accommodate him, and for the sake of his life and safety, she will never bring anything mango-flavored into the house.

After a long time, he had forgotten what mango tasted like, and when it was late in the day in Neverland with He Yu, he couldn't see the fruit sandwich in the cake embryo, so he actually ate the mango mousse as if it were a yellow peach cake.

Xie Qingcheng sighed, "I'll take a nap, are you in a hurry to go back?"

"Oh." Chen Man said busily, "There's no rush. I'll stay with you."

Xie Qingcheng was too tired and too uncomfortable, drooped his eyelashes and fell asleep on the chair.

The air conditioner in the infusion room is turned down a bit, plus patients are prone to cold during infusion, Chen Man saw Xie Qingcheng frowning slightly in his sleep, seemingly feeling that the body temperature is not appropriate, so he got up and took off his uniform, and put his navy blue jacket over Xie Qingcheng.

Feeling the warmth, Xie Qingcheng's frown slowly unfolded, Chen Man focused on his heroic and hard face, not feeling the slow passage of time ......

"Change the bottle."

I don't know how long it took, but an emergency nurse came in.

The nurse was a shift nurse, replacing the previous one, and when she came over and saw Xie Qingcheng, she froze for a moment--

She is Xie Qingcheng's old colleague in Shanghai First Hospital, but the relationship is not very good. Seeing that he is the one who hangs up the water, her face sinks a little, and her eyes dart back and forth between Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man, and stops for a few seconds on the police uniform Xie Qingcheng is wearing.

Chen Man, unsure of himself, was polite: "Please."

The nurse sneered and trailed off, "You're welcome. What's this you?"

"...... I ......" Chen Man's face reddened involuntarily, "My friend."

"Oh, a friend." The nurse smiled, "Comrade officer is a hard worker, bringing a friend in the middle of the night and keeping a close watch."

"......" Chen Man felt she spoke in a conspiratorial manner, but did not take it to heart, the nurse finished changing the bottle and twisted his back to go, along the way also took out his cell phone and snapped to the group of coworkers to lose and send some messages.

It was already the middle of the night when Xie Qingcheng got his fluids, and after hanging the three big bottles at the slowest speed, it was morning when he woke up.

He was allergic, not easy to get well, and reacted violently, and was still very uncomfortable even after the needle was removed, so Chen Man said to him, "Brother, put your clothes on first, don't catch cold."

Xie Qingcheng had little strength and answered, draping himself in Chen Man's uniform and heading out.

The lobby of the hospital is already crowded, Shanghai First Hospital is the most crowded place. Chen Man took the medical records to get the oral medication, let Xie Qingcheng wait in a less crowded place.

Xie Qingcheng leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, and after a while he felt footsteps approaching--

Someone stopped in front of him.

Xie Qingcheng thought it was Chen Man and opened his eyes, "All good?"

Saying that, and without looking at anyone, he straightened up, "It's been a hard day for you, let's go."

"...... Xie Qingcheng."

As the voice entered his ears, Xie Qingcheng looked up.

Against it was a well-defined, very handsome and gentlemanly face.

Standing in front of him turned out to be the culprit who got him into this mess - He Yu.

He Yu stares at him, "Why are you here?"

Xie Qingcheng's face suddenly turned ugly.

What's more, they quarreled again last night on the island, and after Xie Qingcheng and He Yu reunited, it seems that every time they meet, they have a verbal argument. He Yu has grown up and hardened his wings. He no longer finds Xie Qingcheng scary like he did when he was a child, and he is in awe of Xie Qingcheng. He has learned to hit this man from various angles, so as to make this man uncomfortable, and he himself feels good.

Xie Qingcheng did not want a young man to look at him as a joke, his eyebrows gradually became cold and sharp, his back straightened without any sickly appearance, "Nothing. There's something to take care of."

He sized up He Yu : "What are you doing in the hospital again."

He said, his eyes dropping down to the bag of hospital medicines He Yu was holding.

He Yu moved the bag back without moving and said lightly, "My roommate is sick and I'm conveniently driving, so I've come to pick up some medicine for him."

"......"

"......"

The two men looked at each other, both hiding their true selves.

After a while, He Yu said, "The clothes on your shoulders ......"

Xie Qingcheng realized that he was still wearing Chen Man's uniform, and with the snow-white suit and shirt and the police uniform slung over his shoulder, he really stood out, so it was no wonder that He Yu was able to immediately see himself in the crowd.

"A friend."

"You're waiting for him?"

Xie Qingcheng nodded perfunctorily.

He Yu is also in a bad mood at the moment, Xie Xue's love letter gave him too much stimulation, the usual medicine can not be suppressed, he is here to prescribe a new drug. In fact, when he saw Xie Qingcheng just now, he didn't really want to pay attention to him. He just remembered that Xie Qingcheng is Xie Xue's brother, the hospital bumped into, should always ask a few questions.

At this time he did not want to say anything more to Xie Qingcheng, and even lazier to meet Xie Qingcheng's friends.

He said, "I'll go first then. I've got some things to do."

He Yu just left.

Xie Qingcheng looked at his back and frowned slightly, he knew that when He Yu's condition worsened, some medicines could only be dispensed by the three hospitals, could it be ......

"Brother Xie." At this time, Chen Man returned, interrupting Xie Qingcheng's thoughts, "The medicine is prescribed, I'll send you back."

He noticed Xie Qingcheng's gaze and followed it, but He Yu disappeared into the crowd.

Chen Man asked, "What's going on?"

"...... It's nothing." Xie Qingcheng said.

What else could he say?

Run into the culprit?

Xie Qingcheng said, "Let's go."

"Ohhhh ok, watch the steps brother."

Half an hour later, Chen Man drove him back to the single-member staff dormitory of Shanghai Medical College. Chen Man hung his uniform jacket on the hanger at the door, then went to the kitchen to make a medicine, handed it to Xie Qingcheng and watched him drink it slowly.

"Brother." Chen Man thought for a moment, "Did you just meet any acquaintances at the hospital?"

"......"

"And yeah, a nurse came in last night to change your bottle and had a weird attitude."

Xie Qingcheng hit on him this time, "Is that nurse a long-faced type with a mole under her lip, about thirty or forty years old?"

"Right."

"That's Nurse Zhou who used to follow an old doctor." Xie Qingcheng said, "It's nothing, she and I are not dealing well."

Xie Qingcheng took the medicine and felt tired again, and lay down on the sofa.

When he thought about it, he felt quite annoyed, no matter it was his old colleagues in Shanghai First Hospital or He Yu, they all annoyed him quite a lot. Xie Qingcheng liked to smoke when he was annoyed, especially last night in the infusion room, where he stayed up all night without touching the lighter, so he removed his arm from his eyes and said to Chen Man, who was sitting next to him, "Have a cigarette."

Chen Man was frantic: "You can't smoke! You're an indicator - see for yourself -"

"What are you looking at, I'm the doctor you're the doctor, smoke."

"Nope, not giving!"

"Is it a no or a no?"

"No, no--" Chen Man stammered.

Xie Qingcheng ripped his lapel and accurately searched a packet of Liqun from the pocket of his police uniform, rolled his eyes and opened it and took a bite in his mouth.

Chen Man: "......"

Xie Qingcheng: "Fire."

Chen Man sighed heavily, really can't help it, "Brother Xie, you're really not good like this, if Uncle and Auntie know about it ......"

He also accidentally mentioned Xie Qingcheng's parents, and as a result, Xie Qingcheng had a hard look on his face, so Chen Man didn't dare to say anything else and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Then he handed the lighter unwillingly to Xie Qingcheng and watched him commit chronic suicide.

Xie Qingcheng smoked a few puffs of cigarettes, his pale and slender hands hanging down on the edge of the sofa, tilting his head back and staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

Then he said to Chen Man, "I've been busy all night, so I'm sorry for the delay. Thank you. You go home first."

"...... How's this for a delay ......"

But Xie Qingcheng couldn't point to Chen Man being busy anymore, he insisted, "You go back and rest."

Chen Man had no choice, thought: "Brother, I worry about you, I feel that this mango allergy of yours must have been pitched by some unethical grandson, who wants to recruit you to tell me ah, I'm a police officer now, I can clean up his--"

"You can what?" Xie Qingcheng finally turned his eyes and looked at the young boy's face next to him, forcefully raised his hand and pulled his hat down, covering half of his eyes, "You can you can, there are not even a few flowers on your shoulders, what can you do? I tell you, go back to honestly when your police, do not have nothing to show off. Your brother has gone, your family only you a son, you give your parents to save care."

"...... I got it ......"

Chen Man silently lowered his head.

Xie Qingcheng leaned back toward the cushion again in a disengaged manner, the whole person was disheveled, "Go back."

Chen Man had to go.

This child is a good child, but is too reckless, everything is anxious to roar, Xie Qingcheng know what he is when the police, his brother died in the black operation, he wanted to give his brother revenge. But the stupid kid is too stupid, the ability is always enough, and finally only to the police station, not into his brother in the criminal investigation brigade, his heart has been reluctant, Xie Qingcheng can see.

But Xie Qingcheng thinks it's perfect.

His brother used to follow his parents too closely, and step by step he got deeper and deeper into it, and in his heart he already had a sense of indebtedness to Chen Man's family.

Now Chen Man as a grass-roots police officer, catching thieves every day, looking for dogs for the old man, no better, it is best not to move up in life.

The next morning, Xie Qingcheng was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone.

"Hello."

The phone is Xie Xue called, the little girl in the dormitory while talking on the phone while washing up: "Hey, brother ah ...... hey? What's wrong with your voice?"

"It's okay, I wasn't paying attention at dinner and ate a mango."

Xie Xue : "What? ! You're allergic to you still-"

"I told you it was inattentive, what's your problem?"

"Oh nothing nothing." Xie Xue says, "Just saying hi, we have a fall field trip to South City after class today."

Xie Qingcheng coughed a few times, only to feel that the body is like a fire, hot, said, "Then you go, pay attention to safety on the road, not to go alone with anyone to remote places, I told you, Cheng Kang hospital thing is your luck, in case ...... "

"Okay, I know. Don't worry! Brother, you have to take care of your health too."

After a few more words, Xie Xue hung up the phone for fear of disturbing Xie Qingcheng's rest.

After ending the call, she mulled it over and made another voice call to He Yu-

......

Xie Qingcheng fell asleep again.

He is good at taking care of others, but not so good at taking care of himself. After Chen Man brought him back, he took two pills and smoked a few cigarettes, and he hasn't even eaten a meal so far. He was so sick that he didn't bother to make a fire and fell asleep first anyway.

I don't know how long I slept this time, but in the blur, Xie Qingcheng vaguely heard the sound of the door lock clicking, and his consciousness, like a kite swimming in the air, was pulled back from sleep by the thread.

He didn't open his eyes, but he knew someone had come in.

In a trance, he thought it was Xie Xue, the only one who had a key to his dormitory.

Isn't she going out for a fall trip, it's not very convenient for a new teacher to be absent from an event like this at a college, why is she here ......

Xie Qingcheng thought so, but still rolled over, not wanting to be disturbed by his sister, and subconsciously wanted to roll up the quilt, but unfortunately rolled halfway but found that he rolled up empty, and realized that he had been lying on the sofa since he came back, and had not even loosened the cufflinks of his shirt.

He was frowning in annoyance when his body suddenly became hot.

The man who had entered his house came over, looked at him for a moment, and put an air-conditioned thin blanket over him.

Xie Qingcheng wanted to open his eyes, but was really sleepy, rustling slightly moving eyelashes only vaguely reflected the side shadow of a tall boy, and then closed from the heavy eyelids.

When I woke up again it was already evening, the floor of the dormitory was diligently mopped and washed, and the doors and windows were opened for air, with a slightly damp breeze blowing the curtains, and the snow-white tulle was swinging back and forth in the setting sun's rays.

Xie Qingcheng squinted slightly, one arm reaching out from underneath the air-conditioned blanket he had warmed up, the back of his hand covering his eyes.

There was another male voice speaking in the room that seemed to be on the phone, "Well ...... good. I'll come by in a couple days then. ...... That's okay, you guys don't need it for long, and I'd like to gain some experience outside of my specialty, it's not really a hassle."

"Don't worry Sister Feng, the leave has already been taken, knowing your difficulties, there won't be any accidents."

"Uh, okay, I'll hang up then."

The sickly Xie Qingcheng finally realized that the voice was He Yu's voice.

Xie Qingcheng sat up sharply, and with a jolt twisted his head to look in the direction from which the voice had come-

He Yu just finished his phone call and came out from inside the kitchen. He was carrying a wooden tray in his hand and walked over to him, the tray setting down on the coffee table.

On the plate is a large bowl of Meinong, inside is a bowl full of chicken congee, chicken soup should have been simmered for a long time, presenting an attractive milky white color. Japonica rice is stewed in the broth, each piece of rice is covered with the broth that has absorbed the flavor and white color, the snow-white chicken meat floats and sinks in it, and the porridge is sprinkled with a little bit of crispy white sesame seeds.

"...... You're awake? ...Since you're awake, drink it while it's hot, I made it from an online recipe."

After a few seconds' pause, he added:

"I saw the labs and medication list on your desk."

"......"

"You did go to the emergency room last night to get hooked up. Wasn't it."

Xie Qingcheng put his hand on his forehead for a while and sat up from the sofa.

Only when he was sure his throat wouldn't be as miserable as a broken bellows again did he reopen his mouth, "What brings you here?"

He Yu seems to be in a bad state, too calm, with some indescribable gloominess in his calmness.

Xie Qingcheng, despite his illness, vaguely sensed his abnormality. He followed He Yu's hand and realized that the young man's arm was wrapped in a bandage, and further up, his almond eyes, which were always downcast, seemed to have some redness in them.

Xie Qingcheng remembered again the medicine he had been prescribed in the hospital.

But before he could ask anything, He Yu leaned over, his hand crossed over Xie Qingcheng's shoulder and propped himself up on the sofa cushion behind him, looking down at the man lying on the sofa, and spoke, "Xie Qingcheng, your mango allergy is so severe, so why did you tell me it was fine at the hospital."

"...... Xie Xue tell you?"

"Right. She asked me to come and see you, said you weren't feeling well and that your voice was muffled when you talked to her."

"......"

The boy looked at him forcefully, "I'm the one who gave you the food. I'm the one who did this to you, why did you hide it from me, why didn't you come to me, why wouldn't you tell me the truth even at the hospital."

"...... There's nothing necessary, you didn't do it on purpose, you don't know I'm allergic to mangoes." Xie Qingcheng The tone was flat and cold, "I'll just find someone else."

This sentence but did not make He Yu satisfied, on the contrary, He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's eyes more something dangerous: "...... I think I am not so bad to this point, to make people like this will throw away their hands and not responsible. "

"......"

"So what do I really look like in your minds."

"......"

You guys?

Xie Qingcheng frowned-who else but him?

But He Yu seemed to be in a bad mood, and Xie Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions.

He Yu was quiet for a while, probably feeling that he was a little out of shape, slowly straightened up and said, "...... Forget it."

He got up and poured Xie Qingcheng a glass of water, and gathered up Xie Qingcheng's labs, sighing as he looked at the scary values of the allergic reactions on them.

"I'll head back if there's nothing else."

Xie Qingcheng, out of the instinct to cure him for seven years, called out to him, "He Yu."

"What?"

Xie Qingcheng frowned slightly, "Did you encounter something?"

"...... no."

"And what's with the gauze on your wrist. And the medication you were prescribed at the hospital today-"

He Yu puts on his school jacket while saying without looking back, "I've already told you about the medicine, it was prescribed to a classmate. The wrist was burned when I was cleaning up after your stove was too messy."

With a stretch of his arm, the gauze was hidden under the sleeve of his wide college uniform.

He Yu was quiet for a while longer, then as if he really didn't know what to say either, he paused for a moment and said:

"I have a late study session, so I'll go first. You remember to call Xie Xue and tell her I stopped by."

Xie Qingcheng answered, but looking at him, he still felt vaguely wrong.

Thinking about it, he asked, "Xie Xue went on a fall trip, why didn't you go?"

The youth's action of bending down to tie his shoes paused for a moment, and from Xie Qingcheng's angle he couldn't fully see his face, only half of his jaw hidden in the shadows could be seen, with harsh and long lines.

"It's too boring, a lot of them are acting people and I have nothing in common with them and don't want to participate."

He Yu pushed out the door without waiting for Xie Qingcheng to ask again.