Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance - Chapter 229

229 Fanwai: Wei Lan (9)

Fanwai: Wei Lan (9)

Wei Xun’s room is large, the decoration is very simple, the color is very calm, like a model room. Wei Xun has never felt that there is any problem, but now he seems to be a bit too rigid.

He put Wei Lan on the bed, and Wei Lan reached out and took off his shorts, and thought of changing his pajamas to sleep, “I didn’t bring my pajamas.”

Wei Xun came to want him to wear his own, and thought that his pajamas were too big and not suitable, so he said, “I’ll find you my short sleeves, which are bigger, you should wear them as pajamas.”

Wei Lan shook her head. “I want to wear my pajamas.”

He opened the 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 unwilling to toss this way, and asked him, “Can’t you wear your own pajamas?” @Finity 好 文, all in

Wei Lan listened to him asking such a question, and thought for a while, and finally obeyed his heart, and answered truthfully, “It will be strange.” He said, “Would you help me get it, please? I’ll wait here you.”

Wei Xun had no choice but to agree.

Wei Lan sat in the quilt and thanked him with a smile, “Thank you brother.”

Wei Xun took the key and went out to get pajamas for Wei Lan. Wei Lan sat idle in the quilt, and when she saw that there was a desk in Wei Xun’s bedroom, she put on her shorts again, sat at the desk, and went to practice calligraphy.

He was worried that he fell asleep right now. When Wei Xun took his pajamas back to wake him up, he would lose his temper because he got up, and that would be bad.

Wei Xun took his clothes back, and when he saw the porridge, he asked Wang Ye to bring the rice. Wang Ye quickly found the food case for the food, put the porridge and vegetables on the food case, and went upstairs. .

Wei Xun went upstairs to open the door, and saw Wei Lan practice writing at her desk. Few people came into his bedroom and few desks. This was the first time he saw someone sitting at his desk. He couldn’t tell what it felt like, and it seemed like nothing was wrong.

He put his pajamas on the bed and walked over. Wei Lan noticed that he was back and pointed him to the words he wrote. “I’m waiting for you. I don’t want to do my homework, so I’m practicing.”

Wei Xun nodded, Wei Lan has been practicing calligraphy for some time, and he has made significant progress. Wei Xun watched his font slowly move closer to himself and felt very satisfied.

Wang Zheng 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 others entering his bedroom or some of his friends came, and he didn’t dare to enter casually. His bedroom. However, Wang Min thought for a moment that Wei Lan could not be judged by the standards of others. Who has Wei Xun not carried yet? He just stepped Wei Lan back 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 glance at the small coffee table next to her, “Let’s put it there.”

Wang Zheng put the porridge and vegetables in place, and Wei Lan also moved over and sat on the small sofa next to the coffee table. Wei Xun sat down opposite him and said to him, “Do you like to eat?”

Wei Lan bowed her head and drank a bite of porridge, then took two bites of mustard, nodded, “OK.” He said.

“Let’s eat then.”

Wei Xun said that he started to drink porridge.

Because Wei Lan was ill, Wei Xun did not add vegetables to his bowl this time. Wei Lan never took the initiative to clamp vegetables that he did not like. He just dipped the mustard in the porridge and drank the porridge.

They didn’t eat long, and Wei Lan was preparing to sleep, and heard a knock on the door, followed by a clear voice: “Master.”

Wei Lan looked at Wei Xun, Wei Xun calmly, “You continue to change pajamas.”

He said to the door: “Wait a while.”

The man outside the door stopped talking.

Wei Lan changed her pajamas, short sleeved shorts with green dinosaurs printed on it.

He naturally pulled open the quilt and wanted to get in, but was stopped by Wei Xun. Wei Xun said, “You wait, the doctor is here, let him show you.”

Wei Lan frowned, “I don’t want to see a doctor.”

“Good, just to see if your illness is serious.”

“Not serious. My aunt measured my temperature. It was a low fever. It wasn’t serious. I took medicine, fell asleep, and sweated just fine.”

“The doctors have already come, just take a look.”

Wei Lan lowered her head and silently resisted.

Wei Xun didn’t quite understand why he was so resistant to the doctor, so he had to pick it up, lift his head up, and reason with him, “Wei Lan, you need to see a doctor when you are sick, especially if you are a child now. Your mother or grandfather is here now, would you be so angry? “

Wei Lan looked at him for a long time and compromised, “Well, don’t you have an injection? I’m afraid of pain, I don’t like injections.”

He took Wei Xun’s hand, shook it gently, and flattered, “Brother, I take medicine, but don’t I get an injection?”

Wei Xun doesn’t know if he can’t get an injection, but Wei Lan has given in. He’s not good at forcing him, so he nodded.

He plans to contact Wei Yi for 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 turned his head to look at him. He was an uncle with glasses. He didn’t like doctors by nature, so he turned his head away from seeing him.

When Huoting saw a child sitting on the bed, he froze. Wei Xun lived alone. He was cold by nature and had a normal relationship with his father. In the early years Wei Weicheng lived with him in this villa, and the two of them talked poorly. Later Wei Weicheng was busy doing business and moved to the city center. He lived in the villa alone, and did not invite his friends to play or walk with his relatives. It was the first time that Huoting had met, and Wei Xun’s family had someone other than him, still a child.

Wei Xun sat beside the bed and said to Huoting, “He has a fever. Come and see.”

Huoting opened his medicine box and took out the thermometer for Wei Lan to take a test. It was not serious and the temperature was not too high.

He asked Wei Lan how he felt physically. Wei Lan described it in his own words. Huoting felt that nothing was happening, just a fever, just a shot.

“Get a muscle shot,” he said.

“No fight.” Wei Lan countered him.

Huoting didn’t listen to him. He looked at Wei Xun and asked him, “Hit?”

“No,” Wei Lan replied quickly.

When Wei Xun saw him so repelled, he had to say, “Don’t fight, give him some medicine.”

“Open less.” Wei Lan said.

Hotting: …

Wei Xun took a look at Wei Lan, and before Lan Wei waited for him to speak, he sold him miserably, “I’m afraid of suffering.”

Wei Xun laughed at him, “You are afraid of pain and pain, a boy, how so coquettish.” It is nothing like Wei Ming’s grandson.

Wei Lan was very eloquent and said, “I am a young master. Which young master is not coquettish. My knee broke when I was a kid, and my mother was very distressed.”

Wei Xun was helpless, and felt Wei Wei was really spoiled for Wei Lan.

He turned to look at Hotting, “prescribe the medicine.”

Huoting normally prescribed several antipyretics, no more and no less. Wei Xun signaled that he could leave, Huoting went downstairs and let Wang Ye bring a cup of warm water.

Wei Lan took the medicine with warm water, and then took out the sugar from her bag and bit it in her mouth to dilute the medicine.

He gave Wei Xun one, and Wei Xun shook his hand, “I don’t want to.”

But when he was talking directly, Wei Lan quickly put sugar in his mouth and smiled, bending his eyes.

Wei Xun had no choice but to remind him to brush his teeth for a while.

Wei Lan simply washed and fell asleep in bed.

Wei Xun was tossed by him, and by the time he was idle, it was almost nine o’clock. He didn’t do some things, so he left the bedroom and went to the study. After reading the book for a while, he remembered something. He took Wei Lan’s cell phone and made a call to Wei Yi.

Wei Yi took a long time to answer the phone. It seemed to be busy. After picking it up, she cared gently: “What’s wrong with the baby? Do you miss your mother? The mother will go back the day after tomorrow and bring you a gift at that time.”

Weixun calmly said: “Hello, I’m Weixun.”

Wei stunned for a moment, then immediately came over, “Xiao Lan is with you?”

“Yes, he’s sick, so I let him stay with me. Wei Lan didn’t want to tell you, I want to ask you something, so I’ll call you while he’s asleep.”

Wei Wei understands that Wei Lan doesn’t want to tell himself that he is sick. His son, who looks heartless and lungless, is actually a very sensible child, so he never tells himself these things because he himself In the field, I can only worry about it needlessly.

“What do you want to ask me?” Wei Wei said.

“Wei Lan doesn’t seem to like seeing a doctor. Did he get sick before?”

“Don’t fight,” Wei said. “Xiao Lan got sick once when he was young and was given a shot. It was probably too small at that time, and the painful tears almost came out. Since then, he doesn’t like doctors. No more injections. “

“Then he has a fever and only takes medicine. Is it all right?”

Wei Wei did not expect that he would be so serious in this matter, but he had a rare impression on Wei Xun. “No problem, he is in good physical fitness, so he will be uncomfortable on the day of illness, but it will be fine soon, you Let him sleep, sweat a little, and it should be fine tomorrow. “

“it is good.”

“sorry to bother you.”

“Not troublesome,” Wei Xun replied, “I’ll hang up then.”

“it is good.”

Then Wei Wei hung up.

Wei Zheng looked at the mobile phone in his hand, thinking about Wei Xun who had just called him, always felt that his son seemed to be getting closer and closer to Wei Xun in a time that she could not 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 fine, but if one day, Wei Lan and Wei Xun was in conflict because of someone or something. At that time, Wei Lan, 12, faced 17-year-old Wei Xun and had no chance of winning. At that time, Wei Lan himself will be the one who is hurt and suffers.

Wei Xun read the book and did his homework today, and then returned to the room to prepare for a break.

He pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Wei Lan fall asleep quietly in his bed. Wei Xun walked over and looked into his forehead, sweating slightly. He walked into the bathroom and laid out the towel that Wei Lan had just found. Then he walked back to the bed and wiped his face.

His movements were very light, and Wei Lan slept soundly, until he rubbed, Wei Lan did not wake up.

Wei Xun looked at him for a while and saw that he slept soundly. Then I got up, went to the bathroom, briefly rinsed, and lay in the quilt. @Finity 好 文, all in

He and Wei Lan covered two quilts, the bed was large, two people, two pillows, and two quilts, but this did not change the strangeness that Wei Xun had when he was in bed with someone for the first time. Wei Xun turned around and looked at Wei Lan, Wei Lan fell asleep very well, because of fever, blushing. He looked at Wei Lan, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and slowly closed his eyes.

There was silence in the dark night, but it didn’t take long before Wei Xun opened his eyes again.

Wei Xun is a little insomnia, because there is an extra person in bed for the first time, so she has some insomnia. He closed his eyes, opened it again, and then closed it again. In the end, Wei Xun felt that rather than meaningless sleeplessness, he might as well do something meaningful. He reluctantly turned on the bedside lamp, got out of bed, and wiped Wei Lan’s face with an ice towel. This time, he also wiped his neck and hands.

He explored Wei Lan’s forehead and was still warm. Wei Xun put an ice towel on his head and applied it, but he was worried that it would not be good for too long, so after the towel became less cold, he would Take off the towel.

He took care of a sick person for the first time. He had no experience and looked forward and backward, but he was very light and gentle.

Wei Xun did all this, turned off the light again, and lay on the bed. He forced himself to sleep, but still couldn’t sleep, he kept his eyes closed, and finally went to sleep slowly until nearly five o’clock in the morning.

At six in the morning, the alarm went off. Wei Xun raised his hand and pressed the alarm clock, then turned to look at Wei Lan around him. Wei Lan was still asleep, and he slept soundly. He hadn’t moved much all night.

Wei Xun leaned forward and reached out to check the temperature of his forehead, which was not very hot.

Wei Xun felt that he should be ill, but he was not sure. He wanted to wake up Wei Lan and let Wei Lan take his temperature, but he couldn’t bear to watch him look asleep. Thinking, wait until he wakes up.

Wei Xun called his class teacher and asked for a leave, and pulled out his class teacher’s phone from Wei Lan’s phone to help Wei Lan ask for leave. When he put the phone down, he wondered whether he needed to sleep for a while, but Wei Xun didn’t feel sleepy, so he got up with his own discipline and started to do the work that Wei Chengcheng left to him.

He is always self-disciplined, well-planned, demanding, and unconcerned. Wei Lan has a fever, he will unconsciously accommodate Wei Lan, he will take care of him tenderly and meticulously, and he would rather insomnia and let Wei Lan sleep peacefully, but if it is himself, Wei Xun does not think it is what it is It’s a matter of life, death, death, and death for Wei Xun. He followed his life trajectory step by step, without enthusiasm and love. He lived much less like a 17-year-old boy. For Wei Xun, even if someone told him that he might be dead tomorrow, Wei Xun There will not be too much mood swings, just “Oh”, it means that you know.

He is different from everyone else. He has a personality defect. Wei Xun knew it from an early age and never cared about it.