MTL - This Omega is Fierce and Wild-Chapter 104 angry

Until he left the ring booth, Mu Feibai couldn't help but laugh.

Qiu Yukun glanced at him: "You are enough."

Mu Feibai cleared his throat and asked, "You care about this, why didn't you explain it to the stall owner?"

Qiu Yu was helpless: "Is there anything to explain? Although he misunderstood, but he said that with good intentions. I don't have to explain something to embarrass him."

Mu Feibai shook his head: "It seems that you still don't understand how scary the Internet is."

After finishing speaking, he put his arm above the camera, squatted down, and greeted Qiu Yu: "Come, come, let's take a group photo."

Seeing this action, Qiu Yu guessed Mu Feibai's purpose.

He didn't refuse, and squatted on the other side of Xiao Xilan, looking at the floating camera shot by Mu Feibai.

After taking the photo, Mu Feibai turned on the social platform, and sure enough, he saw a hot post on the game and e-sports section three minutes ago—"Shocked! Are Mushen and Qiushen's children this old? ! "

He didn't even need to click on it, he could guess that there must be the scene in front of the stall just now in the post, maybe a photo, maybe a video, maybe the last few words of the stall owner were recorded together.

Although, no wise netizen would believe that Mu Feibai and Qiu Yu could have such a big child, but it cannot be ruled out that someone deliberately misleads, such as spreading rumors that this child was born with someone else before Qiu Yu.

Fortunately, this matter is currently only popular in the game e-sports section, and has not spread.

Mu Feibai skillfully opened his social platform, posted a cute cat emoji on his little niece's face, and then posted a group photo of the three of them, with the text: "Accompany my boyfriend and my little niece to the garden party. The circle is as accurate as the archery, and the stall owner was almost scared to tears hahaha!"

Within five seconds, comments from fans arrived:

"Hahahaha, I knew it, it's my little niece!"

"Although, there is really a family of three atmosphere hahaha! Mushen Qiushen will give birth to such a cute baby in the future!"

"You are all looking at a family of three, am I the only one who is worried about the psychological shadow of the stall owner?"

Mu Feibai picked one of the comments, and replied: "No birth. What's good about a child? I'm so tired of making noise, and even fight for favor with me, rob me of snacks, and make me spend money. The free two-person world is so beautiful, Why would I make my own light bulb?"

After replying, he turned off the bracelet, not caring about the subsequent development.

Qiu Yu watched him edit and send, his eyes moved away from the screen, and fell on Mu Feibai's eyes.

Mu Feibai raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Why this expression?"

Qiu Yu said, "You deliberately picked that comment to reply."

He did not use a questioning tone, but was very determined.

He knew that the purpose of Mu Feibai's response was to plant a consciousness in the hearts of fans—he himself doesn't like children, so if they can go to the distant future without having children, it's definitely not Qiu. Yu's question.

Mu Feibai followed Xiao Xilan's example, blinking and pretending to be innocent: "I don't know what brother is talking about."

Then immediately changed the subject: "Hey, I smell the fragrance! Oh, over there! There is a food stall over there, let's go and try it together, okay?" The last sentence was asked by Xiao Xilan, obviously deep Know what the kid is interested in.

Mu Xilan interrupted immediately, living up to his expectations: "Okay, okay! I want to eat delicious food! Let's go!"

Mu Feibai laughed, leaned over and lifted Xiao Xilan back to her neck, held the model of the iron-clad baby in one hand, and led Qiu Yu in the other, and walked towards the fragrant snack stall not far away.

…

Qi Zhefeng returned to the Yingqi Club's residence, but he didn't expect to meet a person who surprised him here.

Wrapped in several layers of thick clothes, Liu Jinrong nestled pitifully outside the door of the club building leaning on the suitcase, sleeping extremely restlessly.

Seeing the abnormal flush on his exposed face, Qi Zhefeng's face suddenly changed, and he hurried forward to check the child's temperature. Sure enough, it was getting hot.

Suddenly being touched by a cold palm, Liu Jinrong woke up in a daze.

Recognizing the person in front of him, he slightly opened his mouth to call something. Unexpectedly, her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound.

Qi Zhefeng didn't bother to ask him why the new year came back suddenly, got up and swiped his card to open the door of the building, dragged Liu Jinrong's luggage, and helped him into the infirmary.

A temperature measurement, 39 degrees 7.

Everyone has fainted.

Qi Zhefeng immediately gave Liu Jinrong a fever-reducing injection, then took off his clothes, put on a cooling ice pack, and then drew a tube of venous blood, which was sent to a machine for analysis.

After a while, Liu Jinrong almost came back to consciousness, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Doctor Qi..."

"Don't talk yet." Qi Zhefeng frowned, "Quiet, rest."

Liu Jinrong silently shut up.

The blood analysis results came out soon, and Liu Jinrong had a very severe inflammatory reaction, accompanied by abnormalities in many indicators. The treatment equipment in the team infirmary is limited. In this case, you have to go to the hospital for more in-depth examination and treatment.

Qi Zhefeng packed up his things, helped Liu Jinrong up from the treatment bed, helped him tie his clothes, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Liu Jinrong nodded, but didn't speak, and subconsciously shook his arm that didn't feel right.

Seeing his movement, Qi Zhefeng keenly realized that something was wrong: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Liu Jinrong reacted for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "It's a little numb, I don't feel it..."

Qi Zhefeng grabbed his other hand: "What about this side? Do you feel numbness in your legs and feet?"

Seeming to be a little dizzy, Liu Jinrong was silent for a while before answering: "Well... it's a little numb..."

Qi Zhefeng immediately clicked on the bracelet and called Liu Jinrong's attending doctor.

The communication was quickly picked up over there. Originally, he wished a happy new year with a smile on his face, but when he saw Qi Zhefeng's solemn expression, he suddenly became serious: "What happened?"

Qi Zhefeng spoke quickly: "The patient with a vertebral fracture that I contacted you before, Liu Jinrong, now has a high fever of 39.7 degrees, blood tests show an inflammatory reaction, and symptoms of paralysis in the limbs. I am now applying for case sharing, and you can send me a copy. I'll send him to Lao Zhang for a comprehensive examination first."

The other person immediately agreed: "I'll give it to you right away. I'll probably... be able to reach the capital around three o'clock in the afternoon."

Qi Zhefeng drove Liu Jinrong to a private hospital in the capital, where one of the co-founders was a former senior of his, specializing in neurology.

Unfortunately, it didn't come at the right time. Dr. Zhang was currently performing an operation, and it was expected to take at least an hour to complete.

At this time, the antipyretic needles had worked, and Liu Jinrong's body temperature had dropped, and his head was not so dizzy.

He lay on the hospital bed in the waiting area, looked at Qi Zhefeng who was waiting aside, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

Seeing that his condition had improved, Qi Zhefeng asked, "Didn't you go home? Why did you come back again?"

Liu Jinrong pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time before he said, "I heard from Zhou Shu that this year you stay here for the New Year, so, just want to come...to accompany you..."

There was no emotion on Qi Zhefeng's face, but his tone was rather cold: "Since you found out that the club door is locked, why didn't you call me?"

Liu Jinrong faltered for a while, and replied in a low voice: "I just arrived in the evening of New Year's Eve. Seeing that you were not here, I thought you might have gone to a friend's house, so... I'm sorry to disturb you... Then, then I searched online. I didn't find a place to stay in the nearby hotels... I just thought, you might not stay too late at a friend's house, so I waited for you at the door... But then I fell asleep because I was too sleepy..."

Qi Zhefeng gave a "tsk".

Liu Jinrong immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to be sick and trouble you so much."

Qi Zhefeng sighed: "There is no trouble. I am the team doctor, and it is my duty to take care of you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said in a more serious tone: "But I don't want to have a next time. Liu Jinrong, you are already an adult, stop thinking like a child. You must know, I am also an adult, Staying here during the holidays is my deliberate decision, not forced, so I don't need anyone to accompany me.

"You imitate the plots in movies and novels, and you come here alone without saying hello in advance, and you don't contact me when you find the door is locked. You call it 'do not want to disturb'. Do you really don't want to disturb me, or Can't let go of the so-called 'surprise' in your plan? Liu Jinrong, you can't move anyone by doing this, only yourself."

His words were a little heavy, and Liu Jinrong's eyes turned red immediately.

Qi Zhefeng didn't show any mercy: "Even if you really don't want to disturb me on New Year's Eve, as a doctor, I'm already prepared to deal with emergencies at any time, but you, because you don't want to disturb me, are looking for You still refused to contact me when you didn't arrive at your residence. You didn't take your body seriously, and you still expect me to be moved by you?

"As a doctor, what I hate to see the most is that someone does something that hurts his own body in order to move others and himself."

Having said that, he exhaled slowly, and finally said: "Be mature, Liu Jinrong."

There was a long silence, and after an unknown amount of time, Liu Jinrong repeated softly in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."

At this moment, he didn't even dare to admit that he didn't contact Dr. Qi, but he was actually fantasizing about whether Dr. Qi would feel sorry for him when he saw him waiting alone for a whole New Year's Eve.

The two of them didn't say anything after that.

Until Dr. Zhang came out after the operation, blinked his bloodshot eyes with all his strength, and took Liu Jinrong's case from Qi Zhefeng.

After flipping through it, Dr. Zhang's face was a bit serious: "Xiao Liu, send the patient to Room 302, I'll be right there."

When Liu Jinrong was pushed away by the nurse, he looked at Qi Zhefeng: "I know what you are worried about. The specific situation needs to be checked in depth before we can judge... Tsk, his attending physician told him to strictly control his health in the past six months. The most feared thing during the recovery period after reconstruction is high fever, how could he burn like that?"

Qi Zhefeng let out a sigh of relief, but did not answer, he just said: "Thank you for your hard work, let's have an examination first. His attending physician will arrive in the afternoon, and if he needs surgery, he may have to borrow your place and nurse."

"These are trivial matters." Doctor Zhang patted Qi Zhefeng on the shoulder, "Don't worry too much, the worst case is just resting for another year, it won't be serious."

Yes, it's not serious, it's not life-threatening.

But Liu Jinrong is a professional holographic game player, year after year, how many "years" can he delay?