Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Hospital, ward.

The soft white screens fluttered slowly, and after the door was closed, the wind stopped in an instant.

There was a warm yellow lamp on the bedside.

Mu Can was reading a book by the light, but now he was looking at an uninvited guest silently. It took him a long time to react, closed the book and put it on the table, and said softly, "Brother."

Mu Qing had already washed up and changed into clean clothes. It seemed that the strong smell of blood on his body had also been washed away, and he looked like a cool and cool male god who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Before she could speak, the door behind her was pushed open. Two medical staff pushed in a hospital bed with a set of quilts on it, and left without leaving any words.

Obviously, Feng Yao ordered someone to deliver this bed.

But it seems a bit useless.

Mu Qing glanced at the bed lightly, came to the bedside and sat down, holding Mu Can's hand. The dark pupils clearly reflected the young man's face, as if he couldn't see anyone else except him, "I will be in the hospital after that." I won’t go anywhere with you.”

Mu Can slowly blinked his beautiful eyes, and his long and soft eyelashes moved slightly, as if scratching people's hearts, causing an uncontrollable itch, "Is it okay?"

Mu Qing knew that he was worried about whether Feng Yao would allow it. "Don't worry, you don't have to think about anything else. Just trust my brother. He will protect you and take good care of you in the future."

Muchan's eyes moved and he laughed softly.

He stayed in the hospital for a full ten years without taking a step out. Sometimes, he really didn't know what the meaning of his life was.

Although he was born smart, he did not have such a deep understanding of the twists and turns of the Fengfeng family. Moreover, he was still too young when everything happened. Some things were slightly guessed, but they were not so accurate and profound.

He knew that he was a tool to contain Mu Qing, and he also knew that his mother's death might not be that simple. He also wanted to figure everything out, but he couldn't.

With his broken body, it took him a while to get out of bed and take two steps, so what could he do?

The only ups and downs in life are to go to the emergency room from time to time, experience fighting for life with the Lord of Hell, and then get another life back.

Sometimes it's not hopeless.

But now it seems that his future life may be different.

"I believe brother."

Mu Qing went out to get some warm water, wiped Mu Can's hands and feet, helped him lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

Mu Can was also a little tired and was about to fall asleep when he felt the quilt being lifted and the mattress next to him sagging. He raised his eyes in surprise and looked at Mu Qing next to him.

Mu Qing's arms clasped his thin waist weakly, her clear black eyes filled with a confident calmness, "Sleep together."

Mu Can opened his lips, feeling confused for the first time and a little confused.

Even if he doesn't socialize, he still knows some common sense.

For example, there should be a sense of boundaries between people.

Muchan pursed his lips slightly and said, "Brother, there is a bed over there."

Mu Qing glanced at the bed, blinked her eyes, and gave off an inexplicable feeling of innocence. She lightly opened her lips and said, "But I want to be with you."

"..." Mu Can: "Isn't this... a bit bad?"

"There's nothing wrong." Mu Qing looked at the tiredness on his brows and eyes, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, and she gently touched his brows and eyes with her snow-white fingertips.

Mu Can closed his eyes subconsciously.

The cold voice has a hint of tenderness, like a lullaby, bringing peace of mind.

"You are very tired. Go to sleep. My brother will watch over you."

The words 'Keeping you' made Mu Can's heart tremble. No matter whether it was appropriate or not, he didn't want to say so much. He didn't want to break this rare warm and quiet atmosphere at this moment.

Mu Can closed his eyes, his weak body causing his consciousness to fall into darkness almost instantly.

Mu Qing put her finger on his pulse, and a few seconds later, several potions of different colors appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Mu Can's physical condition was indeed not that simple. Not only did he have congenital heart disease, but he was also given a chronic poison, causing all the organs in his body to fail.

Mu Qing injected a few potions into his body, held his hand, her bright red lips fell on the back of his white and transparent hand, and gently sucked the oozing blood drops, while her dark eyes firmly Staring at the young man's face, it was a look that seemed to tear him apart.

Mu Can seemed to feel uneasy in his sleep, and frowned slightly.

Mu Qing slowly put his hand into the quilt and hugged him to sleep together.

The next day, Mu Can woke up, stretched out, and couldn't help but have a slight smile on his beautiful lips.

Last night was the most comfortable sleep he had had in ten years.

My physical condition is usually very poor. Even when I fall asleep, my body feels weak, as if I am in the wet rain and fog, feeling cold and heavy.

But last night, it was like soaking in warm water, with a relaxing and comfortable feeling that even expanded the pores.

Is this feeling because of my brother?

Mu Can's eyes, which were a little brighter than usual, were searching in the ward, but he was the only one left in the ward, and Mu Qing didn't know where he was.

Mu Can couldn't help but lower his eyebrows, feeling a sense of emptiness lingering in his heart. When he noticed his dejected mood, he couldn't help but smile.

I didn't expect that I would be so easily dependent on others.

Is it because the past ten years have been too lonely? So when I feel a little warmth, I can't wait to grab it.

After Muchan went to the bathroom to wash up, a nurse brought him breakfast.

It's still the usual time.

Muchan continued to live the same life as he had for the past ten years.

Mu Qing was called away by Feng Yao a long time ago because he had something to give her.

It seems that he knows that she is useful, and he can't wait to use her to solve those difficult people and things.

Fengjia Manor.

When Mu Qing came to the study, she first felt Feng Yao's displeasure.

In any case, Feng Yao was still a little annoyed about Mu Qing leaving the villa without authorization last night.

Does this mean that if she encounters any arrangement that dissatisfies her in the future, she will still disobey him so recklessly?

Thinking of this, Feng Yao couldn't help but pick up the long whip next to him and swing it neatly.

Mu Qing stood in front of him, refusing to dodge.

There was a "pop" sound.

Blood-red whip marks streaked across her left arm and abdomen, and the thin clothes were torn, revealing the snow-white skin underneath. The obvious lines on her abdomen set off the scars, but they added a sense of damaged and fragile beauty to the sexiness.

Feng Yao's eyes darkened unconsciously, "Did you sleep well next to your brother yesterday?"