Louis' 13

Duan Xiaohui has a dinner party tonight, the kind that can't be turned away.

There was a third-generation red man in Beijing, who was recommended by Mr. Hu solemnly, so he specially called Duan Xiaohui and told him to come over.In the evening, the venue was set up at No. [-] Sands.

At nine o'clock, several people entered Jinsha together.

Tong, the third generation of Hong, surnamed Tong, looks smiling, tall, in his 20s, fair and gentle, anyone who sees him at first glance thinks he is a good-natured master.

Duan Xiaohui glanced at it, and there was a spectrum in his heart. The smile on his face was polite and natural, and he was very well-measured: "Hello Tong Shao, Dayao Duan Xiaohui, I have long admired your name."

Tong Shao narrowed his eyes, and held out his hands politely: "I heard from Haizi that Mr. Duan's business is quite big."

"Brothers are taking care of them and carrying them around." Duan Xiaohui was not pretending to be low-key.The power behind Tong Gang is beyond the imagination of ordinary people: "In the future, if there is a chance, let's get closer, Young Master Tong."

Tong Shao laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Duan is polite. I am working on a project in City A. If the strong dragon does not overwhelm the bully, you have to be covered by Mr. Duan, right?"

Hu Hai made jokes on the sidelines: "Hey, sit down and talk slowly if you have something to say, Brother Tong Shaoduan, you two hit it off right away and don't stand up and talk. Order first and then talk."

Sister Mei from Jinsha led a row of children into the private room, and the young princess's, all of them were so tender that they could squeeze out the water, standing there charmingly, and glanced at them intently.

Duan Xiaohui lit a cigarette for Tong Shao, took back the lighter, and saw a familiar face out of the corner of his eye.

Thick eyebrows, full of cynicism and provocative frivolity.

Hu Hai turned to Tong Gang: "Young Master Tong, is there anyone who can see through it?"

Tong Shao bit his cigarette, with a half-loose expression on his face, and pointed casually: "That kid is not bad."

Hu Hai hissed, then turned his head and glanced at Duan Xiaohui: "Hey Brother Duan, is this duckling the one you brought out last time? It looks so familiar."

Tong Gang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Mr. Duan's Xiaopang's son? Then I'll change it."

"Young Master Tong." Ryan leaned over directly and sat next to Tong Gang: "He has nothing to do with Mr. Duan, you can't help Ryan."

Tong Gang looked at Duan Xiaohui, maybe there was no discomfort on Duan Xiaohui's face, or maybe he was just a happy duckling.Tong Gang smiled with the corner of his mouth crooked, with a hint of evil, he put his arms around Ryan: "Okay, brother loves you."

Duan Xiaohui ordered Jerry, a boy he was familiar with before, and Jerry sat next to Duan Xiaohui anxiously under Ryan's murderous eyes, not daring to sit on the sofa with his buttocks: "Mr. Duan."

Then Hu Hai and several accompanying guests ordered people one after another.Perhaps it was because of Tong Gang, several people ordered the young master at the same time, and finally no young lady was left in the venue.

A few people in one night are still considered the rules, Tong Gang is not as messy as Hu Hai, at least he is not so anxious.

With Ryan in his arms, he chatted with Duan Xiaohui all over the world, occasionally drinking a drink, pinching Ryan's little face.

Jerry next to Duan Xiaohui is basically an old companion. As long as Duan Xiaohui comes to the Sands for entertainment, he will order Jerry's table if he doesn't bring the table.In his words, this kid knows how to advance and retreat.So Duan Xiaohui didn't ask, Jerry just sat obediently, and occasionally helped to pour wine for Duan Xiaohui when the occasion came, carrying a drink for Duan Xiaohui or something.

Ryan's eyes were like hooks, and he stared at Jerry unabashedly, as if the other party had dug his family's grave and had a sworn hatred.

Tong Gang's self-cultivation is good, at least seeing it is the same as not seeing it. He chatted with Duan Xiaohui about some customs and business experiences in City A. Hu Hai and the others came to toast, and everyone who came came took a bite, which was very refreshing.

It was when Hu Hai drank a little too much and came over to have a drink.

"Hey, you two ducklings, are you stupid? Sitting dumbfounded, don't you have any eyesight? Don't you know how to serve people? Do you want Sister Mei to come over and exchange two?"

Jerry panicked, looked at Duan Xiaohui, reached out and took a sip of the wine: "Mr. Duan..."

Duan Xiaohui looked at Tong Gang, and spread his hands helplessly: "The most difficult thing to bear is a beauty—"

Before Jerry kissed him, Ryan grimaced and slapped the cup to the ground, standing up abruptly.

Hu Hai was not on guard and shivered with fright.

Just when he was about to yell, Duan Xiaohui pushed Jerry away and stood up, with a stern look on his face: "You bastard, that's how Sister Mei taught you how to behave?!"

Ryan was stunned by his scolding, and before he could open his mouth in grievance, his wrist was grasped by a big hand like iron pliers.

Tong Gang leaned on the sofa without moving, and smiled lazily: "What's the matter? What kind of drama is going on? Du Shiniang sank the treasure chest in anger?" Then he glanced at Ryan, and said without any seriousness: "You What do you want to do? It’s not that I didn’t give you a chance at the beginning. Since you’re sitting next to my Young Master Tong, just sit honestly for me, huh?”

"This kid has no rules, let's change to another one." Duan Xiaohui suggested lightly.

Tong Gang shook his head, touched Ryan's cheek and lips affectionately: "This child is not bad, I want it tonight."

Duan Xiaohui didn't say anything else, poured half a glass of Chivas Regal, respected him, and finished.

Tong Gang tilted his head, squinted his eyes habitually and raised his chin with Ryan: "Come on, little guy, pour me a glass of wine in return for Mr. Duan."

Ryan's lips were trembling all the time, his little face was pale, and the wine was pouring down.

Hu Hai couldn't see it, so he slapped Ryan on the back of the head: "You fucking want to die, little duck, how can you serve Tong Shao?"

"Damn it, you dare to hit the person I like tonight?" Tong Gang scolded with a smile.He hugged Ryan, who was holding back his red eye circles, rubbed his head with his big hands, lowered his head and kissed his lips affectionately: "Come on, brother kissing won't hurt anymore."

Ryan just looked up and missed the man leaning in front of him, looking at Duan Xiaohui behind him.Only half of his face can be seen, which is calm and indifferent.

When Tong Shao kissed, Ryan turned his face, and that teasing kiss fell on the cheek, hot, like the brand of an ancient slave, shame, and pain.

"Okay, that's it for tonight." Tong Gang put his arms around Ryan and got up: "My brother's bottom is so hard, I have to find a place for this little guy to suck and vent my anger. See you later, brother." Ha. Mr. Duan, Hai Zi, please contact me later.”

Ryan stubbornly refused to leave, turning his head three times a step at a time, looking at the man who was always smiling but didn't even give him a look, tears rolled down his face.

Until the door of the private room opened and closed, the two of them completely disappeared in front of everyone.

Hu Hai scratched his head, a little worried: "Brother Duan, can that little duck do it? Don't offend Young Master Tong."

President Duan's smile didn't change: "Didn't you see it? Young Master Tong likes to teach this process. Do you think that little bastard who wanted to kill himself has a way out?"

Hu Hai was relieved, and started giggling again: "Hey brother Duan, were you too fierce last time and directly conquered other ducklings? Look at that poor little infatuated look, tsk tsk..."

A few people dispersed, and Duan Xiaohui went out and got into the car.

Xiao Zhao started the car, and after more than ten seconds, he said in a low voice, "Mr. Duan, I just saw Xiao Wei's child..." Crying like an idiot, he was forcibly taken into the car.

"He killed himself, I can't control it." Duan Xiaohui closed his eyes impatiently: "Drive."

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At eight o'clock in the morning, Duan Xiaohui went out on time.

Xiao Zhao stood by the car door smoking a cigarette, saw him coming, hurriedly threw the cigarette away, and stretched out his foot to crush it: "Mr. Duan is early."

Duan Xiaohui glanced at him, nodded silently, and got into the car.

Today's weather is fine, blue sky and white clouds, cool wind blowing in from the cracked window, comfortable and comfortable.

"Let's talk." Duan Xiaohui flipped through the daily morning newspaper, browsing the information he needed at a glance.

"Mr. Duan," Xiao Zhao said in a soft voice, "Zhong Xiaowei called me at five o'clock in the morning...he was sent to Liji."

"Seriously injured? Disabled?" Duan Xiaohui turned to the financial securities page and looked at the data of the Shanghai stock index.

Xiao Zhao rarely hesitated and didn't know what to say: "It's not disabled..."

Duan Xiaohui nodded, and the entire page on the real estate page was the report of Beijing Tianhua Real Estate entering City A for the first time.

"I'm sorry, Boss Duan, I know I shouldn't go. But Xiaowei doesn't have any relatives here, and he was messed with by Tong Shao all night, wrapped in a sheet and thrown out of the door. In that case, the classmates can't contact..." Xiao Zhao has a difficult explanation.

Duan Xiaohui closed the newspaper: "Little Zhao, do you think I'm too cold-blooded towards that child?"

Xiao Zhao was shocked, and quickly shook his head: "No, Mr. Duan, I am..."

Duan Xiaohui pondered for a while, raised his wrist to check the time: "Go to Liji."

Xiao Zhao responded quickly and turned around at the intersection.

When getting out of the car, Duan Xiaohui looked at Xiao Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, I know you know how to measure. This is the last time. Also, for the overseas study that you are asked to do, hurry up and send it out to learn languages ​​first. Then join the class."

Xiao Zhao lowered his bloodshot eyes, his face full of shame: "I know Mr. Duan, there will be no next time."

There is such a coincidence in the world that Wei Hongxuan's attending physician is actually Dr. Yu Linjie Yu.

Xiao Zhao didn't dare to decide on his own to place the person in a single ward, and chose the most common quadruple room.

Before Duan Xiaohui could enter the door, his eyebrows were furrowed tightly: "Change the ward, noisy."

With clear instructions, Xiao Zhao immediately went out to do it.In less than 10 minutes, Wei Hongxuan was pushed directly to the single ward with the bed.

Duan Xiaohui finally met Ryan who Xiao Zhao said was "not disabled" but hard to say.

It is more appropriate to describe the guy lying on the hospital bed as beyond recognition.His whole body was covered with whip wounds, and a quilt was placed around his waist to prevent secondary damage from the friction of clothes. There were bruises on his face, his mouth was red and swollen, and the corners of his lips were cracked.After seeing Duan Xiaohui appearing, someone who had been grunting in pain tilted his head and tried to raise it up.If there is a tail, it must be wagging very happily: "Brother, you came to see me!"

Duan Xiaohui was extremely speechless: "Let's see if you are dead or not."

Classmate Xiaowei laughed, pulled his swollen cheeks, and yelled, "It hurts so much..."

"If you don't die, you won't die. It's all right, you have a good life, and I'm leaving." Duan Xiaohui didn't want to see this naughty face, seeing that he could still cry out in pain, with a voice comparable to that of a butcher, turned around and left .

"Hey brother, brother Duan, don't go," Xiaowei stretched out his hand in a hurry, but his handsome face was distorted in pain: "Hiss...brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone to Jinsha to deliberately anger you... …The old boy didn’t succeed last night, really! He asked me if I was sick if I didn’t clean up. I said I was sick, and my bottom was itchy. I finally annoyed him, and I’m so ruthless...Brother, don’t look at it I’m so scary, it’s okay, I’ll be fine soon, at most I’ll be alive and kicking in a week..."

"I'm going to the doctor's office." Duan Xiaohui winked at Xiao Zhao: "You wait for me here."

Yu Linjie's astonished expression was wonderful: "Twelve-bed Wei Hongxuan, you..."

"It's not me." Duan Xiaohui was not in the mood to talk to him, and said straightforwardly: "Show me Wei Hongxuan's hospital records."

Yu Linjie let out a groan, dug out the medical records and handed them to Duan Xiaohui.

Duan Xiaohui only glanced at it, and threw it back to Yu Linjie as it was: "I don't understand, please explain. Keep it simple, I want to know the condition and treatment results."

"You have seen it too," Yu Linjie straightened his thoughts, but still couldn't hide the anger and fear on his face: "The trauma on the twelve beds was serious, and the whole body was whipped. Medicinal oil, when cleaning up..." Yu Linjie muttered something perverted in a low voice: "The penis is whipped in a congested state, and the perpetrator should be a habitual offender. It will hurt very much, and the pain is unbearable. , it should not affect the patient's normal B sex and sex life in the future. The more troublesome thing is the G gate."

Dr. Yu lowered his voice: "According to the patient's dictation and examination, the perpetrator stuffed the tubular nozzle of the shower, lacerations, rectal friction... Also, some foreign objects were cleaned out of the patient's body, the wound caused infection and Inflammation..."

Duan Xiaohui didn't lift his eyelids, and his fingers resting on the edge of the table circled one after another: "Will there be sequelae? Will it affect normal physiological functions in the future?"

Doctor Yu was a little uncertain what he meant: "Mr. Duan, what do you mean?"

Mr. Duan was expressionless, his eyelids rolled up, and Doctor Xiaoyu shuddered: "There will be no sequelae, but this hospitalization must cooperate with proper treatment. In the future, pay attention to cleaning and cleaning during sex life, appropriate medication, and regular checkups... "

The corner of Duan Xiaohui's mouth twitched: "You just say that it doesn't affect the excretion function, so it's over?"

Doctor Xiaoyu: "..."

When Duan Xiaohui went back to the ward, he couldn't say he had a pleasant face, and his face was not as cold as before: "Okay, I asked the doctor, you look scary in this suit, there is nothing serious, you should take good care of your injuries. Xiao Zhao, let's go."

Xiao Wei asked Ai Ai periodically: "Brother, are you not angry with me?"

Duan Xiaohui glanced at him: "Look yourself in the mirror."

After the two left, Wei Hongxuan wanted to scratch his head in confusion: "What does looking in the mirror have to do with being angry? Does it mean that I look like a pig's head now? Does it mean being angry?... Or is he not angry because I'm such a poor bastard?" After thinking about it, he laughed happily: "Being beaten, Brother Duan didn't drive me away, and even moved to a private ward, the beating was not in vain... Ouch, it hurts...Damn it, Tong Da Perverted, really perverted..."