Absolute possession: This brother stands in the way of love

Jian Shaoyang looked at Bai Yu's dialog box on his mobile phone's WeChat, but there was still no message reply.

Bai Yu hasn't looked at her phone since last night?

Jian Shaoyang's calls to Bai Yu's mobile phone went through, but no one answered.

what does it mean? Do you want to break up with him? Why? Jian Shaoyang still couldn't figure out what he did wrong.

In the hotel, she said there was no point in wasting time with him, and she didn't let him get close to her on the basketball court. Shouldn't he be the one who was angry?

"Ayang, Ayang, my son."

Before seeing anyone, I heard Zhao Huijun's voice outside the ward.

Then she trotted in with high heels and hugged Jian Shaoyang, "Son, are you okay, son?"

"Mom, let me go, it hurts!"

"Oh, sorry."

"How did you come?"

"You were almost assassinated. Can I not come?" Zhao Huijun saw Wang Kangming and Fu Zihua beside the hospital bed, "Xiao Ming and Xiaohua, you are all here. Oh, we are such good friends."

Wang Kangming: "Hello, Aunt Jun."

Fu Zihua: "Aunt Jun, long time no see."

"Since Kang Ming and Zi Hua are here, you don't need to come over here." Jian Shaoyang said.

"What you said is true! You are my son. Can I not worry if you are injured?" Zhao Huijun looked around and asked, "Where is my daughter-in-law?"

"Daughter-in-law?" Fu Zihua looked at Wang Kangming in confusion.

Wang Kangming turned sideways and whispered in his ear, "It's Bai Yu."

Fu Zihua opened his mouth in shock. What happened to the mother and son? Robbery? Jian Shaoyang hasn't even caught the man yet!

"It's a long holiday, he should go home." Jian Shaoyang replied.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he thinks Bai Yu should have gone home.

"Then does he know you are injured?" Zhao Huijun asked.

Jian Shaoyang: "He doesn't know."

"It's better not to tell him, lest he worry." Zhao Huijun sighed.

Fu Zihua smiled and said, "I haven't talked to him for many days. I don't know whether I'm worried or not."

Zhao Huijun: "Huh? What's going on? Are you having a fight?"

Jian Shaoyang was depressed, "No."

Zhao Huijun said sincerely, "It's okay for young lovers to get into trouble once in a while, but don't stay in a cold war for too long, as it can easily hurt your feelings."

Fu Zihua laughed again and said, "What kind of couple are they? He hasn't even caught them yet."

Zhao Huijun was surprised, "You haven't caught up with me yet? That's not right. Didn't the last time the two of them dated on the street and held hands?"

"Uh……"

Bai Yu was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes still closed and her face pale.

He Tairan looked at him quietly for a while, then turned to ask the nurse, "Why isn't he awake yet?"

The nurse took out the empty sling bottle, replaced it with a new one and hung it up again. "He will wake up naturally when the time comes."

There was a young man in the next bed, probably in his mid-twenties, sitting cross-legged on the bed, with one hand wrapped in bandages hanging on his chest, and the other hand holding his mobile phone, watching some boring short videos.

He was probably tired of watching, so he threw his phone aside, looked at Bai Yu curiously, and asked He Tairan: "Hey, buddy, did your brother offend the underworld? Why was he chopped like this?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I can't ask until he wakes up."

The boy looked at He Tairan with a tired look on his face and said, "You haven't rested since last night. The clothes on your back are still stained with blood."

He Tairan tugged on his collar and turned around to look, "I didn't even notice."

"Where's your family?"

"None of them are in City C."

"I don't think your brother will wake up for a while. Why don't you go home and change clothes and take a rest? I'll help you keep an eye on him."

"Okay, please excuse me. I'll come back in the evening."

*

Another day passed, and Jian Shaoyang was almost dead. Bai Yu still didn't reply. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't you want to send even a blessing? But thinking about it carefully, Bai Yu is not the kind of person who can send blessings, especially to boys. He feels disgusted.

In Jian Shaoyang's ward, the police came again. They told Jian Shaoyang that his car had indeed been tracked, and they also called in surveillance cameras. It turned out that Jian Shaoyang was being followed by a van with a brand name. The drug dealers were all wearing black clothes and masks. It's a bit difficult to search for people based on their hair and body type.

After the police left, Zhao Huijun came over, forked a piece of mooncake and put it on Jian Shaoyang's mouth, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, son, come and have a bite."

Jian Shaoyang took a bite, frowned, and glanced, "It's not delicious."

"Oh, damn boy, do you know how much each mooncake costs?"

"Is it made of gold?"

"More expensive than gold."

Jian Shaoyang stared at the phone. Bai Yu still didn't reply to his message, and the call was still unanswered.

Jian Shaoyang was a little disappointed. He was a cruel guy. He even sent him photos of his injuries, and expected him to be worried and call him back as soon as possible.

Zhao Huijun sat elegantly on the chair next to the hospital bed, playing with her tea and tasting mooncakes. She glanced at Jian Shaoyang, "What's wrong, son? Bai Yu still doesn't answer your call?"

Who would drink tea at the hospital bedside? Heartless.

"Ah."

"If it doesn't work, just call his family."

Jian Shaoyang thought for a while, then took out Bai Ling's cell phone and dialed.

"Hello sister, is Bai Yu at home?"

"Is it classmate Shaoyang? Bai Yu didn't come back."

Not home?

After hanging up the phone, a sudden feeling of uneasiness spread quickly, and the words of the drug dealer that night echoed in my ears: We are still in love, and the taste is good.

Drug dealers also saw the hot search on Weibo. Are they targeting Bai Yu?

Jian Shaoyang's mind went blank for a moment. The hand holding the phone was sweaty. He was careless, he was too careless!

Jian Shaoyang dialed Liu Yixin's phone, "Go and check if anything happened to Bai Yu in the coffee shop?"

Zhao Huijun walked over, patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "It'll be okay."

In the evening, Bai Yu woke up. He lay motionless and stared blankly at the bottle.

Someone was talking next to him, as if he was saying blessings such as happy Mid-Autumn Festival and reunion.

Is it the Mid-Autumn Festival? It turned out that he had been asleep for so long.

"This boy looks so pitiful. No one comes to accompany him during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Only one girl was heard saying.

"He has an older brother, but his older brother went to work." The boy said.

"He looks so lonely." The girl turned to look at Bai Yu, "Huh? He seems to be awake."

"Go call the doctor."

Bai Yu wanted to try to sit up, but as soon as he moved, pain quickly spread throughout his body. He couldn't help but groan and could only move slightly.

"Hey, you finally woke up. Your brother went to work." Seeing that Bai Yu didn't respond, the boy said, "He said the store was very busy during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Bai Yu turned to look at the boy. He was wearing a hospital gown and lying on the bedside. His bandaged hands were hanging on his chest. There were two beds in a room. He must be a patient in the same ward as him. The girl just now should be His girlfriend.

Seeing that Bai Yu was silent and kept trying to move his body, the boy advised: "Why don't you wait for the doctor to come and help you."

Bai Yu finally gave up the struggle, sighed helplessly, and said thank you to the boy in a hoarse voice.