How to turn back my best friend who covets me [Rebirth]

"Control your heartbeat..."

Wen Zhiqing remembered that Master Qi was not in good health, he couldn't get angry and couldn't exercise vigorously.

Control your heartbeat, don't get angry, don't get angry, and don't be tempted.

Forbearance and self-denial, keep a calm attitude towards everything, Qi Shaoshi was told this way since he was a child.

He can't indulge and release the enthusiasm in his heart, otherwise his fragile heart can't bear it.

The slow-down sound and picture suddenly sped up. The moment Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia broke in, Master Qi was extremely calm, and all the unwillingness and humiliation were deeply suppressed in his heart.

At this moment, he must keep calm and not fall down. The first thing is to let Wen Zhiqing get treatment as soon as possible.

"Young commander! Wen Zhiqing! How are you doing?!"

"Fuck! You bastards! We called the police!"

The sudden appearance of Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia obviously made the group fearful, and Mi Zixia, the national youth sanda champion, played an important role in combat.

Bancuntou thought for a while, and led the people away.

Mi Zixia got angry and wanted to chase him, but Lu Jiuyang stopped him, "Look at the young commander and them first!"

Turning around, Wen Zhiqing's head was covered with blood, and Master Qi was holding him on his lap and covering his wound with his hands.

Master Qi was stained with blood on his hands and face. Leng Jun's pale face was in sharp contrast to the blood red, but his expression was calm and his eyes were calm and unwavering.

He didn't seem to be worried about Wen Zhiqing's injury at all.

Lu Jiuyang's heart palpitated immediately, such a gloomy and cold Master Qi was scary.

"How is Wen Zhiqing injured!? Why did you bleed so much?"

"Oh yes! Call 120 and call an ambulance!" Lu Jiuyang was startled by Mi Zixia's voice.

Master Qi reported a number directly and interrupted Lu Jiuyang's dialing, "Call this number to the director of the city's No. [-] Hospital, give my name, and send my car over."

The first hospital in the city has an ambulance reserved for Master Qi all year round to prevent emergencies.

Immediately after, Young Master Qi reported another number, "Mi Zixia, you call this number and ask Wu Hao to bring someone over, don't call the police."

"okay!"

Less than 3 minutes after the phone call, Wu Hao drove over with someone.

Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia were surprised, "So fast!"

"I'm very sorry, I was late when I received the report." Wu Hao's face changed when he saw the blood on Master Qi's body, "Are you injured!"

Master Qi didn't answer his question, "Before waiting for the ambulance, Wu Hao took down the first aid kit to treat the wound, and then asked someone to drive us to the hospital."

Master Qi simply gave Wen Zhiqing first aid measures, and Mi Zixia carried Wen Zhiqing into the car with the help of Lu Jiuyang.

Wu Hao wanted to follow, Master Qi turned his head and told: "Stay here, guard the pier, don't let anyone go, and also, immediately send someone to the Chen family to arrest Chen Rong."

The ambulance from the city's No. [-] Hospital arrived as quickly as possible, joined the bodyguard car on the way, and together they sent Wen Zhiqing to the operating room.

The people in the hospital thought it was the sixth young master of Qi's family who had a bad heart, so they rushed to get everything in place, knowing that his friend was injured, they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, the initial observation of the wound in the patient's brain will not be life-threatening, as long as it is treated in time, there will be no serious problems."

"Well, you must do your best." Master Qi's tone was still flat.

After the director of the hospital left, Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia came over.

"That...Young Marshal, we got a report from Fu Zhengming and came here when we heard that you were in trouble. I didn't expect that someone would dare to provoke you."

"This guy Fu Zhengming is really an earbud!" Mi Zixia sighed and answered, "It's a rare time that he doesn't hate his small report, he is a habitual criminal who does things secretly, but Chen Rong...Young commander, Chen Rong did it What?"

"Young Marshal, he has a grudge against you? Why don't I know, what kind of grudge! He wants to use such indecent means to deal with his brother, damn it! Shit!" Lu Jiuyang kicked the chair in the corridor hard

Just now when Master Qi asked Wu Hao to arrest Chen Rong, he and Mi Zixia already knew it in their hearts, but they still couldn't believe it.

Hao Lai is a friend who has been playing together for so long, yet Chen Rong's methods and thoughts are so sinister and dirty.

Is it true that you know people, know faces, but don't know your heart?

The hand supporting the wall suddenly slipped, and a line of bloody handprints fell on the snow-white wall. Master Qi almost curled up, his heart throbbed, and he broke out in cold sweat.

The tense nerves relaxed, as if he just felt the pain, Master Qi suddenly broke out into a cough.

"Fuck! What's wrong with you, young commander? Where did you get hurt!?"

"Young Commander? Young Commander! Young Commander, make a sound!"

Master Qi tightly clutched the clothes around his heart, this silent heart beat faster for one person, thump, thump, thump, rippling, waves of passion, just waiting for the turbulent waves to engulf everyone.

I wish I could... I wish I could hold him in my arms, put him in my heart, and rub him into my flesh and blood!I only hate... I only hate this weak body, this useless body!

"Bang——" the door of the corridor was kicked open, and a slender and muscular boy came out facing the sun. A cool big flower arm.

Lu Jiuyang: "Master! Damn it, you really are back!"

Mi Zixia: "Wha...why do you look like this?!"

Chu Feng's once trendy grandma's gray hairstyle has become a rustic crew cut. He is wearing a T-shirt with "×× tree lacquer" printed on it and cropped shorts. It looks obviously cheap and touching.

With a pair of plastic sandals on his feet, Chu Feng glanced at the operating room and walked directly to Master Qi.

"You stay here and watch, I will send the young commander home."

"Oh, good."

Chu Feng helped Master Qi, put his hands on his shoulders, turned around and left again. It took less than 3 minutes from appearing to leaving.

Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia had no choice but to sit back, and silently turned their eyes to the operating room, where the doctor was stitching needles and threads on Wen Zhiqing's head.

Wen Zhiqing seemed to be trapped in the memories of his previous life, and it seemed to be a dream. Those scenes were not witnessed by him, but they were indeed related to him.

In Ma Hualong's Internet cafe, he couldn't drink enough, and he passed out before finishing the amount Ma Hualong requested.

The next moment, Master Qi came in with Wu Hao. He saw them in a daze at the time, but he didn't know what was going on behind him. Now, he seemed to be standing in the perspective of God, seeing Master Qi angry for him with his own eyes. .

"Ma Hualong! What did you do to Wen Zhiqing!?"

"Obviously, drinking, why are you so angry, I can't trouble you, why can't I vent my anger on your tablemate?" Ma Hualong deliberately provoked Qi Shaoshi.

"Wu Hao." Master Qi ordered in a low voice.

"Yes!"

Ma Hualong glanced at Wu Hao, who was obviously the son of the Lian family, "You just bring such a thug, are you sure you can beat so many of us? If you dare to come here, I can't touch you, and I can't touch Wen Zhiqing!"

The drunken Wen Zhiqing became Ma Hualong's bargaining chip to threaten Qi Shaoshi.

"What do you want?" Master Qi recognized the situation and compromised.

"Your friend can't drink enough. If you can't finish drinking, just stay with me. If you can't finish drinking once, divide it into two, and if you can't drink twice, divide it into three times..."

"In short, we have to finish drinking, right?" Master Qi went to the table, picked up Wen Zhiqing and drank the remaining half can of beer.

"I'll drink for him and let him go." Master Qi raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"You can't drink!" Wu Hao was about to attack the thief and capture the king at the first step, but was stopped by Master Qi sternly.

"Shut up, don't worry about it!" Wen Zhiqing couldn't make a mistake, and Qi Shaoshi arrogantly poured one can after another.

"Grass, you self-sacrificing ones, I'm the only bad guy, right?" Ma Hualong leaned on the chair and couldn't say a word, "That's enough, take your deskmate and get out!"

He didn't want to make trouble and enter the classroom again.

Wu Hao carried Wen Zhiqing on his back, and helped Master Qi, who was staggering, to leave.

The scene turned to the villa in the suburbs again. Wen Zhiqing was sleeping on a big soft bed, and Master Qi was sitting on the sofa next to him.

Master Qi sat for a long time, looking at Wen Zhiqing on the bed with a soft look in his eyes.

After a long time, he said, "So stupid, Wen Zhiqing, can I like you?"

He slowly got up and approached the bed, the light illuminated the mottled red marks on his face, neck, and arms.That's a symptom of an alcohol allergy.

"You can't refuse." Master Qi said.

A kiss was about to fall on the lips, and finally moved to the back of the hand, when the moonlight was alluring.

Wen Zhiqing opened her eyes and woke up in the hospital bed with unconcealable grief in her heart.

In his previous life, he heard a voice in his ear in a trance, and heard someone asking him, "Can I like you?"

He thought it was a dream, and wondered, liking someone is an innate right, why ask for the other's consent?

Come to think of it, he lowered himself into the dust.

Not long after Wen Zhiqing woke up, Master Qi was pushed out from the emergency room and sent to the high-level VIP ward.

In the morning, Master Qi's attending physician came for an examination and was discussing how to write a medical report for him.

"Your illness is too serious this time, I'm afraid you can't hide it."

Master Qi didn't care at all, "To put it lightly."

"Yes, I understand." The attending physician paused, tore up the medical record and wrote a new copy, anyway, the capital didn't care much.

The frequency of reporting Master Qi's physical examination report to the Qi family's old house in the capital has changed from once a month to every two months, three months, and every six months, and no one cares more and more.

Then they don't have to bother to sort out the medical records, and that's what the Lord meant.

"You can be discharged from the hospital after another drip. You should not be in a hurry. It is better to recuperate at home."

"Yeah." Master Qi stretched out a hand to get an IV.

The little nurse came over, tremblingly disinfected the back of his hand with a cotton swab, looked up and saw the indifferent expression on Master Qi's face, and the needle in his hand was crooked.

Beads of blood came out, Master Qi hadn't said anything yet, Chu Feng came over and pushed the little nurse away angrily.

"Can you change to an experienced head nurse? Huh!? It's been a few times, and it's frizzy!"

The attending physician rushed over, asked the little nurse to step down, called another older nurse over, went back and reprimanded the head nurse who deliberately disrupted the shift order, and told them to suppress their petty thoughts.

"She's actually afraid of you. Is there any mistake, young commander? I'm afraid no little girl will dare to like you, isn't it a pity?" Chu Feng teased Young Master Qi without any scruples.

Yesterday the little nurse brought water to wash Master Qi's hands, holding a basin and a towel to offer him considerate service.

Master Qi waved away the towel and dipped his hands into the water. The dried blood gradually melted, turning the basin of water red.

He took out his hand, put it to his mouth and licked it, and swallowed a mouthful of Wen Zhiqing's blood, which smelled of rust and was stale.

The little nurse was intimidated by his appearance at that time, thanks to her courage, she dared to find a relationship to transfer shifts to join him the next day.

But this psychological quality is still not good, Chu Feng recalled lying on the chair in the ward without image.

Turning his head and glanced at Master Qi who was silent on the hospital bed, he didn't have any intention of responding to his words.

He saw Master Qi drinking human blood with his own eyes, it was a bit cold, but it's not a big deal, hey, there's nothing to make a fuss about.

He did no less crazy things than Master Qi, but he was crazy on the outside, and Master Qi was crazy in his heart.

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[Dog's Perspective]:

Gou Pingsheng went bankrupt in a bizarre night, and the person concerned is still the most profligate village tyrant in the village!

Until one day, he stopped a passing luxury car, and was held down by a crazy blond man on the field for an indescribable act. Gou Pingsheng, a straight steel man who claimed to bleed but never shed tears, shed tears of regret for the first time that day.

After that, Gou Pingsheng felt remorseful and decided to change his past mistakes, do good deeds to get rid of bad luck, and to show his determination to be good - he started a live broadcast.

Since then, Gou Pingsheng's status in the village has changed drastically, from being hated by everyone to being loved by dogs, and he even raised pandas.

Village Chief: According to No. 70 III of the "Regulations on the Relationship Between Ordinary People and People with Supernatural Powers", spouses of people with special abilities have the right to special preferential treatment.

Villager: It's not fair, you are acting as a pawn to fuel the arrogance of Gou Pingsheng, the village tyrant!

Village head: I'm sorry, if you have any comments, please report them to the supernatural person reception office.

Gou Pingsheng: Yes! ? ?

[Blonde Perspective]:

An encounter many years ago caused waves in Tang Fengmian's boring world.

When they met again, he could no longer restrain the beast in his heart.

Gou Pingsheng: So, that's why you fucked me as soon as we met! ! ?

Receptionist for supernatural beings: Please don't pay attention to this trivial matter. There is always someone carrying the burden for us in the dark. Comrade Tang Fengmian is the tall man supporting the ceiling.Comrade Gou Pingsheng, please be sure to serve our pillar comrades well!Any request must be fulfilled by him!

Gou Pingsheng: Lv(*≧｜≦*)

This article is also known as "The whole world is forcing me to dedicate myself to that blond hair", "The sad daily life as a reconciliation bond between ordinary people and supernatural beings", "I made a fortune in a dungeon live broadcast"

CP: 1v1he year

True—sick blond king of prey Gong Gong VS true—unlucky coquettish talk of death and health