[Rebirth] Be good, call me husband

He is a good-natured person who rarely loses his temper.

If Han Zixin just hurt himself, then he is probably just indifferent or avoiding, and he can afford to hide if he can't be provoked.

But Han Zixin didn't just hurt him.

And Ji Wufeng who he cares most about.

When encountering things about Ji Wufeng, Feng Chen has always been serious.

He stared at Han Zixin, to see if he had some kind of invisible camera recorder or something like last time, if he wanted to dig something between himself and Ji Wufeng.

Han Zixin paused, glanced at Ji Wufeng who was already drenched in water on the bed, and said softly——

"I just want to say that his fever may not only be due to a cold, but also due to infection from the wound."

This is a small hospital, and it is far less detailed than that of a large hospital. Seeing that Ji Wufeng had a fever, he asked why, and asked if he was allergic to penicillin and erythromycin, so he gave him an injection.

No medical history at all.

Feng Chen nodded, "I see, thank you Doctor Han."

His tone was still full of alienation.

Han Zixin's eyes dimmed for a moment, he looked at the person on the bed again, and finally turned and left without saying anything.

Feng Chen stood for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down instead.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met a pair of smiling eyes.

Feng Chen didn't pay attention, was startled, almost fell off the stool.

Ji Wufeng quickly supported him, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Why are you so careless?"

Feng Chen felt that warm arm wrapping around his waist, and blushed.

"You woke up a long time ago? Why didn't you make a sound..." His voice was a little low, Ji Wufeng stared at his face, but Feng Chen hid back and forth, not wanting the other party to see the embarrassment on his face.

Ji Wufeng laughed lightly.

Hearing this laughter, Feng Chen couldn't help but glared at him.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore..." Ji Wufeng put away his smile, his brows relaxed, "It's just that I didn't expect that Feng Chen, who is usually so obedient, would have such a side that flaunts his teeth and claws."

"What is barking teeth and dancing claws?" Feng Chen was a little dissatisfied when he heard Ji Wufeng's evaluation of himself, but then he seemed to think of something again, and said in a low voice - "You...you don't like me like this...?"

Seeing the sadness in his eyes, Ji Wufeng felt a pain in his heart, he quickly took his hand and put it on his lips to kiss.

"Of course I like it, and I hope that in the future, you can protect yourself like today." He said while kissing the hand on his lips.

The lips brushed the back of the hand, and the breath sprayed on the fingers, making Feng Chen couldn't help but want to retract his hand.

But where is Ji Wufeng willing?

He pinched the opponent's hand, insisting that Feng Chen's face was flushed red and his eyes were already full of embarrassment, before he let go of his hand, and licked his lips unconsciously.

"Your hand is so comfortable to touch, and it's also comfortable to kiss..."

"Don't tell me..." Feng Chen was really confused by him, he didn't know what to do, the temperature on his face couldn't be dissipated, his whole body seemed to be shackled by fire, his face was scorching hot.

"Have you got a fever too? Why is your face so red? Do you want to come up and have a rest?" Ji Wufeng said as he lifted his bed, the meaning of inviting you into the urn was very obvious.

Feng Chen ignored him, but what Han Zixin said just now appeared in his mind.

He said that Ji Wufeng probably had a fever because of an infected wound.

Feng Chen thought of the cold shower last night, and his heart froze.

Could it be because I was too anxious yesterday, didn't pay attention to the wound, and got infected?

Feng Chen thought about it, and the worry in his heart became stronger, he raised his hand, and lifted up Ji Wufeng's clothes.

Ji Wufeng:?

"So impatient?"

Feng Chen didn't bother to talk to him, but carefully observed his wound.

A little red, as if there is indeed an infection.

"Did you not pay attention to the wound yesterday? The stitches haven't been removed yet!" Feng Chen was a little angry, angry that Ji Wufeng didn't take good care of himself.

Ji Wufeng didn't notice at first, but when he heard Feng Chen say this, he felt that his wound seemed to be a little inflamed.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Feng Chen firmly held it back.

Ji Wufeng was also a little embarrassed to be watched, he knew that Feng Chen must be worried about his body, so he said, "I will pay attention next time, nothing will happen this time."

The longer he stays with Feng Chen, Ji Wufeng finds that he cares more and more about Feng Chen's mood, and every move of the other party's joy, anger, sorrow and joy pulls his heart.

He really enjoys this process and the feeling of being cared for. This feeling is very warm and makes him feel that he is not alone in this world.

He also has people who love him, and there are people who know him well and will always be by his side.

"I'll call the doctor." Feng Chen didn't trust his assurance, he let go of Ji Wufeng's hand, got up and went out.

Ji Wufeng didn't stop him, but looked at his leaving back, lowered his eyes, looked at the wound on his arm, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He thought the scar would heal soon, but he didn't expect it to be inflamed after such a long time.

That's right, even the best medicine will not heal the wound quickly and completely. Even if the wound on the flesh is like this, the wound in the heart is even more difficult to heal.

He will remember it, he will remember that person, and almost beat himself to death with the house rules.

As soon as Feng Chen left the ward, he saw Han Zixin at the corner.

He frowned and didn't want to talk to each other.

It's just that when he raised his eyes again, he found that the person at the corner was gone...

Feng Chen couldn't help feeling cold all over, rubbed his eyes, thought he was wrong, looked up again, and saw Han Zixin's shoes, which seemed to be moving a little bit, and then disappeared around the corner.

He was startled, he must have been kidnapped!

what to do?Ask Ji Wufeng for help?No, no, he's still feverish and weak.

Then, ask a doctor for help?

But in this small hospital, there is no one in the corridor, not to mention doctors, there are not many nurses, and the doctors who come and go are all women...

Then he had to go to check the situation first, Feng Chen grabbed a nurse and asked her to call the security guard, then he strode towards the corner.

At the corner at this moment, Han Zixin looked indifferently at the person who blocked him here. His body was tied up, and he could hardly move. His mouth was also stuffed with a white handkerchief, so he couldn't make a sound.

"Han Zixin, hand over the bank card quickly, otherwise, we can't guarantee that we won't do anything here." Chen Libin looked at the bound Han Zixin, swallowed, and threatened with his throat.

Han Zixin looked at him indifferently, looking at this boyfriend he had loved for many years, as if looking at a stranger.

Chen Libin felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him like this, but Han Zixin was already his only savior.

"Ashin, I owe a lot of money, and I can't pay it now. Brother Qiang said, if I can't pay back the money, I will chop off my hand and feed it to the dogs." Chen Libin showed a pitiful expression.

A big man showing such an expression, like a big dog that has been rejected, is very impactful. Normally, as long as Chen Libin shows such an expression, Han Zixin will immediately soften his heart.

"I only have one pair of hands, so I can't chop them off! After chopping them off, I'll be a useless person, Ashin, wife, can you help me?"

Han Zixin gave up struggling, and just looked at the man in front of him, neither sad nor happy, nor angry nor resentful.

Seeing that he stopped struggling, Chen Libin's eyes lit up, and he said to the man with the scar on his face, "He doesn't resist anymore, he should agree!"

Brother Qiang looked at Chen Libin with contempt in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the younger brother pinched Han Zixin's jaw very understandingly, and threatened, "If you still dare to scream, you will die!"

Then he reached out and took out the white handkerchief stuffed in his mouth.

Han Zixin really didn't bark, not even a sound.

Brother Qiang stood up and walked to Han Zixin's side, "Speaking of which, bank card number and password?"

Han Zixin raised his head slowly, looked past the person in front of him, and looked at Chen Libin.

"let's breakup."

Outside the door, Feng Chen was lying on the door, almost unable to hear anything.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Feng Chen would never have imagined that there was such a hidden space at the corner of the stairs.

There does not seem to be a monitor here, and the sound insulation is good.

But Feng Chen still vaguely heard the word "break up".

He could vaguely see through the small crack in the door that Han Zixin seemed to be tied up...

In the room, when Chen Libin heard the word break up, he was stunned.

He didn't expect Han Zixin to say that.

They have been together for more than ten years.

Over the past ten years, they have experienced countless wind and rain together, they warmed each other in the dilapidated hut, and they survived cautiously and difficultly in the world.

He knew that sometimes he was a jerk and would like a young and beautiful body, but in his heart, Han Zixin was always the only one!

Those flirtatious people outside are just acting on the spot. He, Chen Libin, can spend money on them, but he will never promise them. Only Han Zixin, he made a promise, and when something happens, he will only find Han Zixin...

Han Zixin is the only person he trusts!

Since he wants to break up with himself?

A crazy light flashed in Chen Libin's eyes.

He didn't care about Brother Qiang being here, stepped up and grabbed Han Zixin by the throat.

"Did you fall in love with that little kid who saved you that day! Huh? Answer me!"

Brother Qiang punched Chen Libin in the stomach.

"Keep down, are you courting death?"

Chen Libin bent down holding his stomach in pain, but his eyes were fixed on Han Zixin.

Han Zixin coughed violently twice, but his eyes remained calm, as if the matter here had nothing to do with him.

Seeing him like this, Brother Qiang felt a little tricky.

Feng Chen outside the door kept looking in, and at the same time looked towards the corridor, thinking why the security guards haven't come yet?

And at this moment, a person patted him on the shoulder, "Student, what are you looking at here?"

Feng Chen was startled, it was too late to cover his mouth...

The people in the room heard the voices outside, and looked in the direction of the door in unison.