Invade

Qin Jing stood outside the door of the ward, staring at the person in the room who seemed to be asleep through the glass window. After a few days of absence, Qin Yan inserted a few more tubes into his body—these tubes seemed to be straight. Inserted into Qin Jing's heart, bloody pain.

Ji Lin stood not far behind Qin Jing with his lunch box for a while, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward and called out: "Mr. Qin Jing."

Qin Jinghang's hand twitched slightly, and turned to look at Ji Lin. Ji Lin was taken aback, and quickly took out the toilet paper in his pocket with his other hand and handed it to him, whispering: "You...you do not do that."

Wen Liang's tears flowed down his chin, and Qin Jing just realized it a little bit, took the toilet paper and wiped it hastily a few times, turned his head and whispered, "I'm laughing."

"..." Ji Lin wanted to be speechless, but his hand holding the lunch box tightened a little, and he whispered to Qin Jing's back after a while, "Xiaoyan can't eat at all now, and can only rely on gastric tubes and nutritional needles for support." With that, plus those newly prescribed scattered medicines...it’s a lot of expenses.”

"How much?" Qin Jing sniffed, and asked him lightly. The voice seemed to come from a very far away place, and it seemed to be whispering in a low voice, which made it impossible to capture the emotion in it.

But Ji Lin could hear that he was still crying.

"A conservative estimate... [-]." Ji Lin said hesitantly, "The medical conditions in the border town are impeccable, and Xiaoyan uses those high-quality medicines, plus these medical treatments—"

"There are [-] in it." Qin Jing interrupted him, and handed the card that Sith handed to him that day to Ji Lin, with a low voice, "I will try my best to earn the rest of the money... Don't worry about the money, I must, must not stop Xiaoyan's medicine..."

As he spoke, he raised his hands to cover his face, and leaned against the wall, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Holding the card, Ji Lin looked at Qin Jing incredulously, his voice trembling as if infected, "Mr. Qin Jing... where did you get so much money?"

"Don't worry about it." Qin Jing's voice was muffled, with a strong nasal tone, "How many days will it take for the remaining money to arrive?"

"...Three days." Ji Lin squeezed out two words.

Qin Jing lowered his head, closed his eyes and rubbed between his brows a few times, then raised his head under Ji Lin's worried gaze after a while, and put his hand on the doorknob of the ward.

"I... can pay you in advance."

Suddenly, a very soft voice came from behind.

Qin Jing rarely pulled out an extremely ugly smile, and replied: "No need."

He walked into the ward, moved a stool and sat on the side of the bed as he did every time he came to visit, holding his warm hand as usual, and resting his head on the back of his hand, as soon as he closed his eyes, his heart trembled uncomfortably .

Qin Jing had dreamed countless times that he was the person lying on the hospital bed, and he would wake up with a smile every time, but the pillow after waking up was wet—it was all fake, it was just a dream.

But if he can really lie here instead of Qin Yan, he will die.

Ji Lin sat silently in the distance, opened the lunch box and sipped the porridge, his eyes turned red before he knew it.He didn't know what happened between the two brothers, nor did he know why Qin Yan got into this state. The only thing he knew was that Qin Yan's brother sacrificed everything for him.

Since Qin Yan was lying here, Qin Jing invested no less than 50 gold coins, 50, which is not a small amount, even an upper-middle-level family can't easily afford 50, but Qin Jing did it.

Ji Lin didn't know what price he paid, only that he did pay for the medical expenses.

In a quiet place, time always passes by without notice. When Ji Lin came back to his senses, the porridge in the lunch box had already run out, and Qin Jing also arranged his clothes, stood up and looked at him. come.

Ji Lin followed and stood up.

"Xiaoyan... I will continue to trouble you."

"It should." Ji Lin whispered, "Mr. Qin Jing is too polite."

Qin Jing didn't say anything, just patted his shoulder lightly, and walked out without looking back.

Ji Lin didn't care to clean up his leftovers, and followed Qin Jing out to see him off. When he reached the entrance of the inpatient department, he saw Qin Jing take out a cigarette from his pocket and light it up, deep in his heart. Take a breath.

In the slowly exhaled smoke, Ji Lin saw that his eyes were red.

"Mr. Qin Jing—"

He wanted to say something to comfort the stressed young man in front of him, but the young man just smiled lightly, blocking his words: "Just send it here, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some ribs."

……

What Qin Jing went to was the largest supermarket in the border town, and it contained a wide variety of items, which were very complete.It was noon at this time, and there were not many people in the supermarket. He pushed the trolley unimpededly past the refrigerated counter, picked a rib for the staff to cut up, and picked out a few bottles of good wine with a blank expression. In the cart, I finally went to the ingredients area, picking and choosing among the ingredients.

Picking and picking, Qin Jing noticed a person walking towards him from the corner of his eye.

The ingredient area is in the corner of the supermarket, and usually there are few people visiting it, and now there is no one there. After recalling the last time Sith told him to pay attention to safety, Qin Jing narrowed his eyes involuntarily, but he didn't wait for him to use it. Taking a good look at that person from the corner of the eye, a pair of arms suddenly embraced him, pressing him against the wall next to him.

As early as when the man stretched out his hand, Qin Jing sensed that the person who came was not kind, but he didn't take any measures, but let the other party bully him.

Because Qin Jing recognized him.

The tall figure, well-proportioned muscular lines, and the faint smell of alcohol all told Qin Jing clearly that the man in front of him was the drunk who beat him the night before yesterday.

Qin Jing looked at him silently. This man looks very demonic, but his aura is very tough. People can't help but be attracted by this contradictory beauty.

Most importantly, this man has a pair of blue pupils.

Alien, demon.

Seeing that Qin Jing hadn't spoken for a long time, the man lightly squeezed his waist, leaned over and smiled lowly: "I finally got caught."

"Are you looking for me?" Qin Jing asked calmly.

The man smiled noncommittally, lowered his head and nibbled on Qin Jing's ear, his voice mixed with a deep smile: "I know you, the number one in the men's doll shop, your name is Qin Jing, a very special name. "

Qin Jing turned his head to avoid his movements, and said coldly, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"Let me introduce myself," the man saw that he was avoiding him, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed Qin Jing's neck, and whispered, "My name is Dino, nice to meet you."

"I'm not happy." Qin Jing pushed him with a pale face, but was held tighter by the opponent's hand.

Dino laughed slowly: "Don't be so anxious, I haven't finished talking yet."

He held Qin Jing's waist with one hand, groped in from the hem of his clothes with the other hand, touched Qin Jing's smooth waist, and sprayed all the heat on Qin Jing's neck while speaking, very ambiguous: "I want to sleep with you. "

Qin Jing's face changed completely, he firmly grasped Dino's restless hand, and tried not to fight in the supermarket, his voice was extremely cold: "I never—"

"How about five thousand a night?" Dino interrupted Qin Jing, kissed his neck and squinted, "Is it enough for you to make an exception?"

Qin Jing was taken aback for a moment, and Ji Lin's words sounded in his ears again in a trance - it is conservatively estimated that Xiaoyan still needs [-] yuan.

But now he can only take out [-] at most.

Seeing that Qin Jing was in a trance, Dino couldn't help laughing even more happily, slowly kissed him from the neck, and finally stopped at his collarbone contentedly, and said softly and meaningfully: "Even if it's not for yourself, think about your brother .”

Qin Jing's body trembled suddenly, and the hand that clamped Dino loosened little by little, and he muttered in shock, "What did you say?"

Dino smiled and said nothing, just stuffed a room card into Qin Jing's pocket, squeezed his waist: "See you at nine o'clock in the evening."

After finishing speaking, he gently kissed Qin Jing's face, with ambiguous emotions in his lowered eyes, he stared at Qin Jing for a moment, then turned and left.

And Qin Jing, who was leaning against the wall, was pale at the moment. He slowly took out the room card, only to realize that his hands were trembling badly.

Border Town Hotel, 707.