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229 Extra Story: Wei Lan (9)

Extra Story: 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 felt that there was any problem with this, but now, he felt that it seemed a little too rigid.

He put Wei Lan on the bed, Wei Lan reached out and took off his shorts, and was about to change into pajamas before thinking, "I didn't bring pajamas."

Wei Xun originally wanted him to wear his own, but also thought that his pajamas were too big and not suitable, so he said, "I'll find you my short sleeves. It's bigger, you can wear it as pajamas."

Wei Lan shook her head, "I want to wear my pajamas."

He opened his schoolbag, took out his key, and handed it to Wei Xun, "Brother, can you help me get it? It's in the closet."

Wei Xun was reluctant to make such a toss and asked him, "Don't wear your own pajamas, can't you?" @Infinite 好文, all in

Hearing his question, Wei Lan thought about it for a while, and finally obeyed her own heart and answered truthfully, "It will be very strange." He said, "Help me get it, okay? I am here. Wait for you."

Wei Xun had no choice but to agree.

Wei Lan sat under the quilt and 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 idle under the quilt and was fine. Seeing that Wei Xun's bedroom had a desk, she put on her shorts again, sat at the desk, and went to practice calligraphy.

He was worried that he fell asleep at the moment, and when Wei Xun came back with his pajamas to wake him up, he would lose his temper because he got up, which would be bad.

Wei Xun took the clothes and came back. Seeing that the porridge was ready, he asked Aunt Wang to serve the rice. Aunt Wang quickly found the food table used to serve 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 in front of his desk. Few people came in his bedroom, and few people sat at the desk. This was the first time he saw someone sitting in front of his desk.

He put his pajamas on the bed and walked over. Wei Lan noticed that he was back and pointed to his handwriting, "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 watched his font slowly approach his own and felt very satisfied.

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 like other people entering his bedroom very much, even some of his friends did not dare to enter casually. his bedroom. However, Aunt Wang thought about it, she couldn't measure Wei Lan by the standards of others, who hasn't Wei Xun memorized yet, didn't she just carry Wei Lan up the stairs step by step?

Thinking so, she walked over and asked Wei Xun, "Where are these?"

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Wei Xun gave her a look at the small coffee table next to her, "Put it there."

Aunt Wang put the porridge and vegetables away, Wei Lan moved over and sat on the small sofa beside the coffee table. Wei Xun sat down opposite him and said to him, "Do you like it?"

Wei Lan lowered his head and drank a mouthful of porridge, then ate two mouthfuls of mustard, and nodded, "It's okay," he said.

"Let's eat then."

After Wei Xun finished speaking, he also began to drink porridge.

Because Wei Lan was ill, Wei Xun didn't add vegetables to his bowl this time. Wei Lan never took the initiative to add vegetables that he didn't like. He just soaked the mustard in the porridge and drank the porridge.

Not long after they finished eating, Wei Lan was about to go to sleep when she heard a knock on the door, followed by a soothing voice: "Master."

Wei Lan looked at Wei Xun, Wei Xun said calmly, "You continue to change your pajamas."

He said to the door: "Wait a moment."

The man outside the door stopped talking.

Wei Lan changed into her pajamas, short-sleeved shorts with green dinosaurs printed on them.

He naturally pulled the quilt and wanted to get in, but Wei Xun stopped him. Wei Xun said, "Wait, the doctor is here and let him show you."

Wei Lan frowned, "I don't want to see a doctor."

"Good, just to see if you are seriously ill."

"It's not serious. My aunt took my temperature. It's a low-grade fever. It's not serious. I'll take the medicine, sleep, and sweat all over."

"The doctor has already come, let's take a look."

Wei Lan lowered her head and silently resisted.

Wei Xun didn't quite understand why he resisted the doctor so much, so he leaned over, raised his head, and reasoned with him, "Wei Lan, you need to see a doctor when you are sick, especially if you are still a child, if Would your mother or your grandfather be so angry now that you are here?"

Wei Lan looked at him for a long time, before compromising, "Would it be better not to have injections? I'm afraid of pain, and I don't like injections."

He took Wei Xun's hand, shook it gently, and said to please, "Brother, I take medicine, but I don't need injections, okay?"

Wei Xun didn't know whether he usually had injections or not, but Wei Lan had already given in, so he couldn't force him, so he nodded, "Not this time."

He planned to contact Wei Xi in a while 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 turns around

It looked like an uncle with glasses. He didn't like doctors by nature, so he turned his head and didn't see him.

Huo Ting was stunned when he saw a child sitting on the bed. Wei Xun lived alone. He was cold by nature and had an average relationship with his father. In the early years, Wei Yecheng lived with him in this villa, and the two of them spoke very little. Later, Wei Yecheng was busy with business and moved to the city center. He lived in this villa by himself, and he did not invite his friends to play or move around with his relatives. It was the first time Huo Ting saw that there was someone other than him in Wei Xun's family, and he was still a child.

Wei Xun sat beside the bed and said to Huo Ting, "he has a fever, come and see."

Huo Ting opened his medicine box and took out a thermometer for Wei Lan to measure. It was not serious and the temperature was not too high.

He asked Wei Lan how he felt on his body, and Wei Lan described it in his own words. Huo Ting felt that there was nothing wrong, it was just a simple fever, and it was enough to take an injection.

"Get a muscle shot," he said.

"Don't fight." Wei Lan retorted him.

Huo Ting didn't listen to him. He looked at Wei Xun and asked him, "Are you fighting?"

"Don't fight." Wei Lan replied quickly.

Seeing that he was so repulsive, Wei Xun had to say, "Don't fight, give him some medicine."

"Open less." Wei Lan said.

Huo Ting: ...

Wei Xun glanced at Wei Lan, Wei Lan didn't wait for him to speak, then he betrayed him first, "I'm afraid of hardship."

Wei Xun was simply amused by him, "You are afraid of pain and suffering, how can a boy be so squeamish." He didn't look like Wei Ming's grandson at all.

Wei Lan is very plausible, "I'm the young master. Which young master is not squeamish. When I was a child, my knee was broken, and my mother felt very distressed."

Wei Xun helped his forehead helplessly, feeling that Wei Xi was really spoiled for Wei Lan.

He turned to look at Huo Ting, "prescribe the medicine."

Huo Ting normally prescribed a few antipyretics, not too much, not too little, Wei Xun signaled that he could leave, Huo Ting went downstairs, and asked Aunt Wang to bring a cup of warm water up.

Wei Lan took the warm water and ate the medicine, then took out the candy in her schoolbag and bit it in her mouth to dilute the smell of the medicine.

He gave Wei Xun one, and Wei Xun shook his hand, "I don't want it."

But when Wei Lan was talking directly, he quickly put the sugar into his mouth and smiled with his eyes bent.

Wei Xun had no choice but to remind him to brush his teeth later.

Wei Lan simply took a shower, then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Wei Xun was tossed 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 the book for a while, he remembered something, and called Wei Xi with Wei Lan's mobile phone.

Wei Xi took a long time to answer the phone, and seemed to be still busy. After picking up the phone, he cared very gently: "What's the matter, baby? Do you miss mom? Mom will go back the day after tomorrow and bring you a gift."

Wei Xun said calmly: "Hello, I'm Wei Xun."

Wei Xi was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, "Is Xiaolan with you?"

"Yes, he was sick, so I let him stay with me. Wei Lan didn't really want to tell you, I have something to ask you, so I'll call you while he's 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 the field, if you know it, you can only worry about it.

"What do you want to ask me?" Wei Xi said.

"Wei Lan doesn't seem to like going to the doctor. Didn't he get injections before when he was sick?"

"No." Wei Xi said, "Xiaolan fell ill once when he was a child and was given an injection. Probably because he was too young at that time, the tears of pain were about to come out. Since then, he has not liked doctors and has also No more needles."

"Then he has a fever and only takes medicine, is there any problem?"

Wei Xi didn't expect him to be so serious about this matter, but it was rare to have a good impression of Wei Xun, "No problem, he's in good physical condition, so it will be uncomfortable on the day of illness, but it will get better 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 too much trouble." Wei Xun replied, and said, "Then I'll hang up first."

"it is good."

Then Wei Xi hung up the phone.

Wei Xi looked at the phone in his hand and thought about Wei Xun who had just called him. He always felt that his son seemed to be getting closer and closer to Wei Xun in a time she couldn't take care of. She was a little worried, she had heard of Wei Xun's character, and Wei Lan was a child with her own ideas. Now Wei Lan and Wei Xun get along well, that's all, but if one day, Wei Lan and Wei Xun get along well Xun had a conflict over 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 is injured and suffers.

Wei Xun finished reading the book and finished his homework for the day before returning to his room to rest.

He pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Wei Lan sleeping peacefully on his bed, Wei Xun walked over and probed his forehead, slightly sweaty. He walked into the bathroom and laid out the towel that Wei Lan had just found, then walked back to the bed and wiped his face for him.

His movements were very light, and Wei Lan slept soundly, until he finished wiping, Wei Lan didn't wake up.

Wei Xun looked at him for a while and saw him sleeping

Pretty stable. Then he stood up, went to the bathroom and simply rinsed, and lay down in the quilt. @Infinite good text, all in

He and Wei Lan were covered with two quilts. The bed was huge, with two pillows and two quilts. However, this did not change Wei Xun's strangeness because he shared a bed with someone for the first time. Wei Xun turned his head to look at Wei Lan unconsciously, Wei Lan was sleeping soundly, and blushed 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 it didn't take long for Wei Xun to open his eyes again.

Wei Xun had a little insomnia, because there was one more person in bed for the first time, so he had some insomnia. He closed his eyes, opened them, closed them again, and finally, Wei Xun felt that instead of being so meaningless, he might as well do something meaningful. He turned on the bedside lamp helplessly, got out of bed, and wiped Wei Lan's face with an ice towel. This time, he also wiped his neck and hands.

He probed Wei Lan's forehead, but it was still hot. Wei Xun put an ice towel on his head and applied it, but he was worried that it would be bad if it was applied for too long, so after the towel became less cold, he put it on him. The towel was taken down.

For the first time, he took care of a sick person. He was inexperienced.

After Wei Xun did all this, he turned off the light again and lay down on the bed. He forced himself to sleep, but he still couldn't. He kept his eyes closed until nearly five in the morning, when he finally slowly fell asleep.

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 very peacefully, and he didn't move much all night.

Wei Xun leaned over and reached out to check the temperature of his forehead, it wasn't very hot anymore.

Wei Xun felt that he should be cured, but he was not sure. He wanted to wake Wei Lan and let Wei Lan take his temperature, but he couldn't bear to see him sleeping soundly. Think about it, wait until he wakes up.

Wei Xun called his head teacher to ask for a leave, and then pulled out his head teacher's phone number from Wei Lan's mobile phone and asked for a leave for Wei Lan. When he put down the phone, he wondered if he needed to sleep for a while, but Wei Xun didn't feel sleepy, so he got up with self-discipline and started to do the homework Wei Yecheng left him.

He was always disciplined, planned, demanding, and indifferent to himself. Wei Lan has a fever, he will unconsciously accommodate Wei Lan, take care of him tenderly and meticulously, and would rather let Wei Lan fall asleep peacefully if he has insomnia, but if it was himself, Wei Xun would not think it was anything. It's a matter of life, old age, sickness and death, for Wei Xun, it's a very simple matter. He is proceeding his life trajectory step by step, without enthusiasm, without love, he is far from living like a 17-year-old boy, for Wei Xun, even if someone tells him that he may die tomorrow, Wei Xun There won't be any big mood swings, but there will be an "oh" sound, indicating that you know it.

He is different from others, he has character flaws, Wei Xun has known since childhood and never cared about him.

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