Lei Feng System

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed. The Thunder has settled down in the new military area, and has been appointed as a political commissar, but has not arranged specific work. The south is Qiu Xingran's territory. If there is no job, it means that no one has the opportunity to trip. Instead, he is not in a hurry and takes care of Xiaoyu who is hospitalized with peace of mind.

That day, Qu Jing walked into the ward with a stack of CT films, with a happy expression on his face. At the moment, he has suspended his post at the People's Hospital of H City, has taken the title of director of surgery, and has organized a charity event in cooperation with the hospital to perform operations on children with cleft lip and palate for free. This kind of minor operation is as simple as eating and drinking water for him. You can do a dozen or so in a day, but the satisfaction and sense of accomplishment is greater than that of publishing heavyweight papers internationally.

He also seemed to be infected by Han Zhuoyu's spirit, and he was quite reluctant to think about it. The General Hospital of the Imperial Military Region urged him several times and was reluctant to go back.

"How is the situation?" Lei Ting was feeding the teenager breakfast, and Lu Bin sent Lei Chen to the Rain Man's House.

"It's a miracle!" Qu Jing spread out the film and pointed, "I didn't expect his bones, blood vessels, and tendons to grow so well. Maybe after the plaster is removed, the flexibility of the fingers and elbows will not be affected much. . Only need to do the post-reconstruction, there is a possibility of recovery."

Thunder's tight face relaxed.

"I'm done, look." Han Zhuoyu moved his fingers together and made a piano action. Although the little finger was still a bit inflexible, he didn't care.

"Grandpa Qu knows. Good." Qu Jing glanced at his little finger on his right hand, his eyes dimmed. How can this child be so strong, it's too painful! No wonder Thunder protects him like eyeballs, and he is more nervous than his own son.

"Good~" Lei Ting grinned reluctantly, squeezing the boy's soft cheeks.

Han Zhuoyu stopped explaining, opened his mouth and continued to accept the feeding. He doesn't like lying, but he will not easily expose the existence of 9527.

"Today you can go through the discharge procedures. According to the speed of Xiaoyu's wound healing, you can come to remove the plaster at the end of next month. I will inform you of the specific time. I will be in H city during this period and I will not leave. "Qu Jing put down the film and exhorted.

"Okay, thank you for taking care of Xiaoyu." Lei Ting sincerely thanked him, and Qu Jing waved his hand again and again.

Lei Ting helped the teenager wipe the corners of his mouth while turning on the TV, and said, "We will wait until Xiaochen is over from school in the afternoon before leaving the hospital. These nutrients will not be moved away. How about giving them to the nurse and your patients?" The children don’t like to talk, but they make a lot of friends. Many patients in the inpatient department are willing to come here to show their condolences, especially the little nurses, who can take a few glances at the door and have fun, making it quite thunderous. Irritable. His youth seems to be more and more attractive.

Han Zhuoyu nodded, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the TV, and touched Uncle Lei with his toes.

"Look at this? It's Guo Xiaotao." Lei Ting raised his eyebrows. Guo Xiaotao's picture album is as popular as expected. It not only touched the entire country C, but also published translations in six languages. It is also extremely popular abroad, and he hopes to win this year's best-selling book award. Knowing that she is about to undergo a bone marrow transplant, CCTV’s most famous talk show invited her to be a guest. It seems that this is the issue.

On the screen, Guo Xiaotao didn't wear any makeup or a wig. He only covered his head with a bright square, but it looked as beautiful as the rising sun. The host was picking up her picture album, turning to the'Guardian Angel' volume, pointing to the angel whose hands were tied in heavy plaster on the page, and asked, "Readers say this guardian angel is actually based on a real person, isn't it? ?"

Guo Xiaotao nodded generously and said, "Yes, without a guardian angel, there would be no me now."

"Can you tell us who he is?" The host showed a very curious expression.

"Sorry." Guo Xiaotao covered her mouth and made an unspeakable gesture.

"Look at the angel’s beautiful facial features, the plaster on both hands, and the same light blue hospital gown. You don’t even know about it! Our column team originally wanted to invite him to do this show. But because of his special situation, So his guardian refused. It's a pity." The host said, and the audience all showed disappointed expressions.

"If he comes, this program may not be able to continue." Guo Xiaotao pursed her lips.

"Why?" The host raised his eyebrows.

"He doesn't like to talk, so we can only stare at it with big eyes and keep silent until the end of the show." Guo Xiaotao said seriously. The host and the audience laughed. Thinking about it this way, it really is.

The host also wanted to gossip and said with a smile, "Many netizens on the Internet say that you two are the most touching couple this year. If you are so destined to be recuperating in the same hospital, will there be any development?"

Guo Xiaotao waved his hand quickly and was about to speak, but Lei Ting suddenly changed the stage, with a cold expression on his face.

Han Zhuoyu glanced at him strangely.

"Do you like Guo Xiaotao?" He stared straight at the boy.

"I don't like it." Han Zhuoyu shook his head, scratching Uncle Lei's palm with his fingertips.

Thunder's tight complexion softened, and after a long silence, he uttered a dry sentence, "No premature love!"

Han Zhuoyu nodded and agreed.

"Hey~" Thunder pressed his furry head against his chest, only then dared to reveal the strong love hidden deep in his eyes.

In the afternoon, Lu Bin took Lei Chen to the hospital. Everything was almost packed. The packing should be packed and the people should be given off. Many nurses and patients ran over to say goodbye, quite reluctant to give up.

Taking advantage of Lei Ting to go through the discharge formalities, Lu Bin was in the middle of moving things, Qu Jing asked warmly, "Don't go see your special friends?"

Han Zhuoyu nodded silently, and led the ignorant Lei Chen to the second room of orthopedics department. Before he came to the familiar ward, he did not go in, but stood at the door, peering in through the glass window. Lei Chen stepped curiously and was hugged by Qu Jing.

The wound of the man who saw off his left calf has healed, and he is practicing walking with his prosthesis and crutches. His wife and children gathered around him, and the smiles on his faces were particularly bright.

"You won't go in? They said they wanted to meet the kind people who helped them." Qu Jing whispered.

Han Zhuoyu waved his hand. In the past, helping people was a value of gratitude, but now, just seeing them smile happily is enough.

[Ding~ 20 points of positive energy have been collected! 】

You see, even if they don’t meet each other, they will pass on positive energy.

With his lips curled up, Han Zhuoyu walked to the cancer department. Guo Xiaotao has completed bone marrow transplantation and is lying in the intensive care unit. Her mother and father alone took her by one hand and said words of encouragement. The process of fighting rejection was very painful, but she kept smiling.

[Ding~50 points of positive energy have been collected! 】

Han Zhuoyu left contentedly.

Coming to the cardiovascular department, the elderly in the VIP ward still did not get better, so they had to keep injecting drugs to maintain the normal function of the heart. Only his signal for help still rang.

Han Zhuoyu frowned uncomfortably.

"Okay, let's go." Qu Jing urged softly.

Lei Chen held his elder brother's fingertips.

[Host, when you develop better drugs, these diseases can be cured. Come on! ] 9527 Cheer up the host at the right time.

Han Zhuoyu nodded silently, led Lei Chen, and walked towards the Lei Ting who had found him.

Lu Bin put a small brazier at the door called Han Zhuoyu Kua, and after that he sprinkled some water with grapefruit leaves, which made it utterly nagging. Thunder patiently tolerated it.

After eating, Lu Bin rolled up his sleeves to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Lei Chen nestled at his brother Xiaoyu's feet and fiddled with the abacus. The spread book was filled with a long string of numbers. Thunder half held the boy in his arms and watched TV comfortably. Such a quiet little day is actually not bad.

"Second Young Master, I've done it, do I still need help?" Ten minutes later, Lu Bin came out of the kitchen, ready to go back to his apartment next door.

"You help Xiaochen take a bath before leaving."

"Huh? What about you?" Lu Bin remembered that the Second Young Master had always bathed his son by himself. He offered to help several times but was refused.

"I want to give Xiaoyu a bath, I can't be too busy."

Lu Bin understood in seconds, and went to release the water without complaint.

Han Zhuoyu looked up, there was no expression on his face, but the tips of his ears were red.

"I have been taking a bath this month, so I should take a good soak when I go home. Don't worry, I will wrap your hands in plastic wrap to make sure they won't get wet." Lei Ting pretended not to see the shyness of the boy's eyes.

[I haven't taken a bath for a month, the host can bear it. ] 9527 Despised covering his nose.

Han Zhuoyu immediately lowered his head, his ear tips turned redder.

When the water was ready, Lu Bin carried Lei Chen into the bathroom. This bear kid was even soaking in the bathtub and still fiddled with his abacus, and his diligent learning attitude made Lu Bin very moved. This is really like his future second dad!

On the other side, Lei Ting was far less relaxed than Lu Bin. He took off the T-shirt that was two sizes bigger on the boy. He tried his best not to look at the boy’s white chest. He wrapped the plastic wrap around the surface of the plaster, making sure not to wet the wound before taking a deep breath, and quickly took off the boy’s pants. . This was the first time he saw the other party's completely exposed body. It was inconvenient in the hospital, and for fear of hurting the wound, he just lifted up his clothes and trouser legs, wiped it off briefly, and did not dare to look closely.

Slender and straight legs, exquisite shape, flat and smooth lower abdomen... The boy's body is flawless, and every inch of it is telling the temptation of speechlessness, making him feel like burning pain, especially in the lower abdomen. Expanded at an alarming rate.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, and Thunder's eyes were flushed with the hot and humid mist. He shook his throat hard for two times before muttering, "Soak in the bathtub, lest you catch a cold." October night is not very cold, but if the young boy's white body continues to sway in front of his eyes, he doesn't know himself. Can't bear it. This is simply challenging his limit! Is a year too long?

Han Zhuoyu also felt a little embarrassed, so he squatted into the bathtub, put his hands on the edge, and stared calmly at the foam on the water surface.

The seductive body was half hidden under the water, Lei Ting breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the shower gel on his palm, and slowly rubbed the boy's round shoulders. He found that this was really a wrong move. As soon as the palm of the palm touched the juvenile's slippery skin, it seemed to be adsorbed by a magnet, and he couldn't move it away anyway, he could only slide down slowly along his curve.

Sliding over the two points on the front of the chest to the flat abdomen, then arrived there logically and rubbed gently.

"Um~ Uncle Lei." Han Zhuoyu narrowed his eyes and snorted. Seventeen or eighteen is the most sensitive time, and can't stand up to the slightest provocation.

The sound of Uncle Lei stirred up the most secret and unspeakable emotion in Thunder's heart. Taboos, desires, irritability, patience... all kinds of emotions combined like a catalyzed potion, making him almost explode. The blue veins on his forehead jumped straight, and it took a few minutes for his breathing to be less heavy, "What's wrong with Xiaoyu?"

"Don't..." the young man begged with his big wet eyes blinking, and his pitiful and helpless appearance made Thunder even want to eat him in one bite.

"This is a normal physiological reaction. What's so shy." He smiled muted and asked against the boy's earlobe, "What do you do when you stand up?"

"Forbearance is good." Han Zhuoyu's demand for this aspect is very thin, and he hardly has the strong curiosity of boys of the same age.

Haven't you even been self-blasphemy? Knowing that the boy is completely his own, Thunder laughed uncontrollably. The provocative action was more wanton, and the **** husky voice stimulated the teenager to pant, and then shot it out.

"So fast?" Thunder raised his eyebrows.

Han Zhuoyu's cheeks flushed, and his head wanted to dive into the water.

"Well, the first time is very fast. Uncle Lei was joking with you. This kind of thing is unbearable, but it shouldn't be too frequent. I will teach you later, eh?" Lei Ting used his elder identity without a trace. To erode the boy's heart defense, and then concentrated on rubbing the boy's body, washed away the foam on his body after ten minutes, wrapped in a big bath towel and hugged him to the bed in the bedroom.

"Put on my clothes, the sleeves are bigger." Taking off the plastic wrap, he put his shirt on the boy. Clothes that are a few sizes bigger are dragged to the base of the legs, and the half-covered style is even more attractive. The place where Thunder has been stiff is jumping, and there is a tendency to erupt.

With a stiff face, he quickly buttoned the boy's clothes and put on his pants.

"Have you gotten it right?" Lu Bin opened the door and leaned in half of his head. He saw his eyes flushed and he was sweating like a second young man who had been washed by water. His face showed deep sympathy. It can only be seen and cannot be eaten. The Second Young Master is purely looking for abuse.

"It's done." Thunder patted the boy on the shoulder, "Go outside to watch TV and I will take a shower."

Han Zhuoyu didn't doubt that he had gone out.

Thunder locked the door, pulled down the waistband, and traced the young man's slender and flexible body to a climax. The beast suppressed in my heart seems to be out of control!