Chapter 1322 [Professor Zhong's Diary! 】

> .. the Zhong family. WWW. NgWeNXuE. M.5 (i.o.

in the living room.

When Dong Xuebin went out to look for medicine, he was not at ease. He looked back at the bedroom and bed for a few times, and then he went to the plastic bag he brought and turned it over. Hot water, and finally went to the kitchen to find a cup and stir with chopsticks.

An orange scent.

This antipyretic still smells good.

Turning back, Dong Xuebin pushed the door into the bedroom. To his slight surprise, Zhong Lizhen was lying there without moving, and he didn't know if he really listened to Dong Xuebin's words, or was so uncomfortable that he couldn't move, or was Dong Xuebin choked when he was going to get the rope.

"You take medicine."

"……Um."

"Be careful, it's hot."

"……Um."

Sitting down on the bed, Dong Xuebin handed her the cup.

Zhong Lizhen leaned against the head of the bed to take it, and Gulu Gulu quickly drank the antipyretic inside.

Dong Xuebin smiled slightly, took back the empty cup and said, "You lie down with the quilt covered. I'll see what else is at home and make you something to eat."

"Not hungry."

"Then you have to eat, I'm going, don't get out of bed."

After closing the door for her, Dong Xuebin went to the kitchen and started turning over the refrigerator.

It's really clean. Apart from a few eggs, there's basically nothing at home. I can see that Professor Zhong doesn't cook very often. Given her working condition day and night, it is estimated that she is hungry and full every day. , Shaking 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 a smooth egg porridge.

While it was cooking, the phone rang.

It was Han Jing who called.

"Xiaobin. How is Lizhen?"

Dong Xuebin turned down the fire under the casserole, and said: "I have a high fever, more than thirty-eight degrees, but the situation is ok, the throat is not inflamed, and there are no other symptoms. I just asked Professor Zhong to take the medicine, and I am right now. cook for her."

"Is she still working?"

"Just now. But I didn't let her touch the computer anymore. How can I go on like this."

"She, all those studies are in her mind, sigh. I can't tell her, Xiao Bin, then you bother. Mom gave your cousin to you."

"Sure, I'll stare at her to sleep in the afternoon."

"It's still my son-in-law, I can help you with everything, but your injury is just a little bit, and you were busy with Xiaojing, Sun Kai and the others a while ago, just for fear of making you tired, hehe, if Huilan knew about me If you call her a man like that, you must yell at me."

"Mom. I'm fine. I'm a solid person. Haha, I can't sit still when I'm idle at home."

"Well, then it's hard work for you. We have guests at our house, and we haven't left yet. I can't leave now. If your dad comes back early, mom will go over for you."

"No, you don't run away from all the way, there is me."

hang up the phone. Dong Xuebin continued to cook the porridge carefully, and it was time to put the eggs.

...

After half an hour.

It's past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Dong Xuebin walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge. Turning a corner, he knocked on the bedroom door with one hand, then twisted the door and walked into the house. On the bed, Professor Zhong was lying there looking at the ceiling, his brows were sometimes tight and sometimes loose, his lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering some formula. Dong Xuebin rolled his eyes, knowing that Professor Zhong was calculating her data again, and it was still mental calculation. There was really no way to get her, but people lay down obediently and didn't get out of bed, which was already very face-saving, and Dong Xuebin couldn't be there either. say what.

"The porridge is ready."

"……Oh."

"Drink it while it's hot."

Zhong Lizhen leaned on the bed and sat up. It might be due to a violent fit, or it might be due to a fever. She shook her body, clutching her head and seemed a little dizzy.

Dong Xuebin quickly held her back, "Look at you and say it's okay, it's okay, I can't sit still."

"Give me a pen and paper."

"What do you want pen and paper for?"

"Write something, just figured it out."

"Oh, you have to drink porridge first, and then talk about it when you're done."

"I forgot after drinking it, hurry up and put it in the drawer."

There was no way, Dong Xuebin had to turn it out for her, watching Zhong Lizhen muttering some numbers seriously, and quickly wrote a lot of things in the notebook. There are mathematical symbols, there are also terms in physics, and there are many symbols that Dong Xuebin has never seen before, and he doesn't know what to write.

"OK?"

"almost."

"The porridge is getting cold."

"Alright soon, don't rush!"

After a long while, Zhong Lizhen put down the banknotes and finished writing.

Dong Xuebin was really unhappy. When she was done, she confiscated all her banknotes and handed her the porridge bowl, "This is the last time, you are not allowed to work any more today!"

"I didn't get up to touch the computer again."

"It takes more energy to use your brain, which affects your recovery."

Zhong Lizhen ignored him and drank porridge with a bowl in hand. She started drinking slowly, but after a few sips, she drank faster and faster, as if she was really hungry.

Dong Xuebin said in his heart that you are not hungry?

"what about the taste?"

"improvise."

"There's still in the pot. I'll give you another bowl?"

"……Um."

Dong Xuebin went to the kitchen to serve her porridge again, and by the way, he also got himself a bowl, sat on the chair facing Professor Zhong, and drank with her.

Zhong Lizhen looked at him, "Didn't you eat when you came here?"

Dong Xuebin shook his head and said, "I heard from my mother that you were ill, so I drove over directly."

Professor Zhong paused for a moment, then swallowed another mouthful of porridge, "...Thank you."

Dong Xuebin waved his hand and said, "Don't thank you, I can't bear it. After eating the porridge, you can sleep well in the afternoon, and I will thank you for me."

"I'll sleep, go back after you eat."

"That won't work, my mother asked me to stare at you."

"Xiao Dong, I'm not a child, I don't need you to stare at me."

"You are not a child, you are more than a child, even a half-old child knows that he needs to rest when he is sick, but I didn't see you know."

"I've been on leave for the past two days!"

"It's still working at home if you ask for leave. What's the difference between not asking for leave?"

"Okay, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you, you love to stare at it!"

After the porridge was finished, Professor Zhong threw the porridge bowl on the table, opened the quilt and got into the quilt, with his back to Dong Xuebin, and closed his glasses.

Is this going to sleep?

Did you take off your white coat first?

Dong Xuebin took a few glances. He picked up the porridge bowl and went to the kitchen to clean the pots and pans. When he came back, he blinked, afraid that he would hear it on the bedroom door. Seeing that there was no movement inside, Dong Xuebin was still worried, for fear Professor Zhong secretly calculated some data, and gently opened the door. Go to the bookcase and pull out a random math book. Sit on a chair and look.

five minutes……

ten minutes……

Zhong Lizhen turned over and opened her eyes to look at him, "What are you doing?"

"Reading." Dong Xuebin actually looked at her and supervised her sleep.

Zhong Lizhen said, "You turn the pages one by one. I can't sleep, so go out and read."

Dong Xuebin snorted, and put down the book without entering the oil and salt. "It's okay, then I won't watch it, you can sleep with you, don't worry about me."

Zhong Lizhen covered her forehead and exhaled, "I'm afraid of you, okay? I'm afraid of you." Shaking her head, she sat up and lifted the quilt, took off the white coat outside, and threw it on the back of the chair. Then he got into the bed again. Lie on the pillow and closed your eyes.

Dong Xuebin took a look, walked up gently, bent over and pulled the quilt for her, covered her left foot of a meat stocking that was exposed outside, and then gently exposed her after a roll of quilt sealed the bottom. The one who came over put the cover on his left shoulder, "Go to sleep, just call me anytime if you have something to do."

No response.

Dong Xuebin didn't care either. After sitting down and staring at her for 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 out lightly and closed the door, then lay on the windowsill to smoke.

What to do?

The house is full of instruments. Not even a TV.

Well, there are quite a few computers, let's see if there are games.

After smoking, Dong Xuebin looked around and didn't dare to touch the computer in Professor Zhong's living room. He was afraid of messing around with it, so he went to the master bedroom.

in.

Dong Xuebin found a chair and sat down, and turned on the computer.

Waiting for the computer to turn on, Dong Xuebin's eyes fell on a small notebook. His hands were also idle, and he was waiting. He took the notebook and turned it over. He thought it was Zhong Lizhen's notebook for calculating some data, but he didn't think so I can understand it, just flip through it blindly.

But on the page in the middle of the card, the eye-catching sentence made Dong Xuebin stunned for a moment.

March third.

Today is painful-menstrual, very uncomfortable, it's time to rest.

Dong Xuebin immediately reacted, is this Professor Zhong's diary? ?

He hurriedly 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 over there, the notebook jumped a few pages and got stuck on the first few pages. Dong Xuebin reached out and wanted to close the book, but after accidentally glancing at it, his hand stopped because he saw his name from above!

write me?

Write me what?

Looking at the date, it was just a few days after Dong Xuebin rescued Professor Zhong back to China.

Zhong Lizhen's handwriting is very hard, but very beautiful, and it reads: It's been a long time since I returned to China, and I'm not used to anything else, but the frequency of masturbation is increasing. If I want to quit, why can't it work? It used to be once a month or two, but now... I just finished last night, and I couldn't help but slap myself this morning before I got up. Did Dong Xuebin touch his whole body on the plane? has something to do with this? Maybe it's the first time I've been touched by a man in so many years, even though I'm a child, alas, what Sister Han said is right, maybe it's time for me to find a man to live my life.

After reading it, Dong Xuebin was already a little frightened. He hurriedly closed the diary, and put the notebook back in place with memory, and he quickly turned off the computer.

It turns out that Professor Zhong is also doing that himself!

I'm going! See what you shouldn't see!

...

【Second update! 】

...to be continued..