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Yan Junge glanced at the little nurse, thinking why he was so dirty at such a young age, and carefully buttoned his clothes again one by one, "Yanyan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Shaking his head and giving a reassuring look, Yan Junge was relieved and said, "Thank you doctor, cough, we will pay attention."

The two young nurses couldn't hold back their laughter, shaking their bodies and pushing the trolley out.

After sending the person out, Yan Junge sighed and sat on a chair aside, "Yanyan, do you want to lie down and rest for a while?"

Shaking his head, Zhang Yiyan felt that he was in good spirits, so he asked about recent events. Yan Junge briefly spoke. When he mentioned that his forehead was cut by a knife, his voice was shaking with anger.

Zhang Yiyan raised his hand and gently touched the incision between his eyebrows. At this moment, only a red mark was left. Because of the infusion of magic power, the mark could not be eliminated for a while.

Do they want to use this to force themselves to join the Fengshen Clan?

"Zhao Yu doesn't have this ability."

"Is it the shooter?" Yan Junge thought of the flame symbol.

Zhang Yiyan made some calculations, nodded, and found no trace, "Yes, they have some skills, Zhao Yu is just a puppet."

"Zhou Ruo and Cao Lin had a conflict. Zhao Qiang took action to kidnap him for blackmail, warning, or other purposes. Tao Ling might just be following along."

Yan Junge's face darkened, and he easily killed a person, but he looked at Zhang Yiyan with some admiration, admiring his accurate estimate, "Zhou Ruo is probably going crazy. I have never seen a person be so unlucky."

"I changed three vehicles while escaping, and there were problems every time. I got out of the car and ran away and broke my leg. After I was caught, I went to the doctor. The equipment leaked and malfunctioned. I couldn't even do some small things. I choked on drinking water and had a stiff neck when I slept. "

Zhang Yiyan raised his lips and said, "Forcibly taking her luck away from her, and now facing backlash, these are all trivial matters. She will only become more and more unlucky, and her health will become worse and worse."

Yan Junge chuckled and said, "She did everything, but she just wanted to see you. I refused on your behalf."

"Cao Lin is preparing to shift the focus of her business, and Zhou Ruo is dissatisfied. She has made a lot of money from the wine business in the past few years, and she is reluctant to let go of this fat sheep."

"Zhao Qiang had no intention of saving Cao Lin's life. If it weren't for him and Zhou Ruo being captured, Cao Lin would have died long ago according to the original plan."

"Cao Bing will not be rescued. She has almost recovered now. It was your uncle who helped her."

"The brothers and sisters have suffered so much, so I think their parents' problems will be dealt with leniently."

"By the way, about the drugged drinks at Hongye Bar, Zhao Yu admitted that he couldn't see Zhou Ruo always pestering his brother, so he wanted to teach her a lesson."

Zhang Yiyan nodded. It was probably the people behind him who asked him to carry him down. Maybe they were the ones responsible for the naughty ghost.

Suddenly he chuckled, "Interrogated overnight?"

"Hehe, that's all in one go." Yan Junge proudly puffed out his chest, raised his chin, and smiled wantonly.

What came to mind continued, "Yanyan, that day in the warehouse, did you go to a nearby office building and meet the shooter?"

"Well, two people, wearing masks, only nicknames, no names."

"nickname?"

"Sun-killing officer, Wanya."

Yan Junge frowned, "Tsk, one gravedigger hasn't got a clue yet, here come two more."

"Don't worry, they can't escape." Zhang Yiyan straightened the quilt, comforted him, and lay down.

Yan Junge nodded, "Definitely."

"You're tired, go to sleep, I'll be here to watch."

After taking a look at the dark circles under his eyes, Zhang Yiyan pointed to the nursing bed next to him, "The dark circles under your eyes are too heavy, please rest for a while."

"Hey, good."

Yan Junge lay down on the escort bed with a smile, feeling happy in his heart. He turned over to face Zhang Yiyan, and saw Zhang Yiyan lying on his back with his eyes closed.

I finally felt at ease in my heart, my eyelids slowly became heavy, I felt a little sleepy, and I slowly closed my eyes.

(′???`)

half an hour later

Zhang Yiyan stared at the ceiling with big eyes, a look of despair on his face. At first he thought someone drove a tractor into the hospital, but after looking around, it turned out that it was Yan Junge snoring.

The snoring was so loud that it could lift the roof of the house. It was impossible to stop it with a quilt covering his head, and it went straight into his brain.

help

Cracks appeared on his usually calm and calm face. He sat up suddenly and turned to look at the sleeping man. He clenched his molars and thought about whether to give him an injection.

Suddenly, seeing the dark circles under my eyes that could be sent to an exhibition, I felt a little discouraged.

That's it!

He sighed, realizing that he couldn't sleep anymore. He opened the quilt, got out of bed and sat on the chair by the window. He took out a book that Zhang Tianming had brought for him and started reading casually.

The sun was setting in the west, and the warm sunshine shone into the house. Yan Junge finally rubbed his sleepy eyes, and he had a really comfortable sleep.

When he sat up, he saw the person bathing in the sun. A smile appeared on his lips, "Yanyan, you're awake."

"Yes. Did you sleep well?" Zhang Yiyan curled his lips as he finished flipping through the book.

He got out of bed and stretched out, his voice lazily said, "Okay, I had a good sleep this time."

"Ouch, it's so late. You must be hungry. I'll buy something to eat."

Zhang Yiyan tapped the table with his chin, and two large bags of food were placed on it, "Your mother brought it."

"My mother is here, let me see what delicious food she has brought?" Yan Junge opened it with a smile, "Oh, it's quite rich, a little cold, I'll heat it up."

Zhang Yiyan nodded and finally stood up, "So much, I'll accompany you."

Yan Junge wouldn't let him do it, so he just picked it up himself, "Don't do it, I can take it, but you can walk with me and talk."

"Row!"

Yan Junge smiled and hugged four or five lunch boxes, and left the ward one after another. When the nurses passing by saw them coming out to heat meals together, they covered their mouths and snickered.

It’s true!

While the meal was being heated, Zhang Yiyan said, "The doctor came over this afternoon and said I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Okay, let's eat first and I'll go through the formalities."

"Ah."

That night, Yan Junge lay down on the escort bed, but he slept for too long in the afternoon. He was not sleepy now, and his eyes were bright and clear. He turned his head and glanced next door. At this time, Zhang Yiyan was sitting on the bed reading a book.

The long hair is spread casually, and from this angle only the profile of the face can be seen, the bridge of the nose is straight, the mouth is small, red, and very soft.

"Gudong~"

Adam's apple rolling~

Zhang Yiyan turned over a page, turned his head and met Yan Junge's deep and focused eyes. He turned his gaze back to the book and said casually, "Can't sleep?"

"Well, maybe I had enough sleep in the afternoon." Yan Junge didn't have any consciousness of being caught peeking, he just turned sideways and looked blatantly.

The corners of her rosy lips raised an arc, she closed the book and put it aside. She formed claws with her five fingers and grabbed the hair on the top of her head. She then lay down on the quilt and said, "If you can't sleep, then wait until I fall asleep and then sleep. Stay with me for a while." I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep even if there’s a tractor.”

",,,tractor???" Yan Junge was confused, suddenly reacted, and pointed at himself, "I, am I snoring?"

"bingo."

",,,,"

"No, Yanyan, is there some misunderstanding? I never snore." Yan Junge was eager to prove and tried his best to save his image.

"Yanyan, you must have heard wrong. I don't snore, really, really."

Zhang Yiyan turned his head to look at his serious look and chuckled, "Okay, okay, you don't snore, but you have to wait until I fall asleep before you can sleep."

",,,"

You still don’t believe me,,,

Yan Junge sat up, folded his hands on his chest, stared at Zhang Yiyan, and laughed dumbly. Even though he woke him up by snoring in the afternoon, Yanyan did not wake him up.

Yanyan is indeed very gentle to herself, hehe. . .

No, no, I wasn’t snoring, I was,,,um, I was too tired, so I was just louder.

Yes, that's right, that's it.