He always wants to kill this scum

Han Xiaodong woke up from hunger, and his stomach had already sung "The Empty City" for most of the night. With two dark circles under his eyes, he walked to the sofa and pushed Xie Huan: "Xie Huan, I'm hungry, can you wake up?"

Xie Huan turned over, covered himself with a blanket and ignored him, Han Xiaodong clutched his stomach so painfully that his face was distorted: "Hey, Xie Huan..."

It hurts!Han Xiaodong wanted to go out and buy some food by himself, but his hands and feet were numb from the pain, his face was frighteningly pale, and he was dripping with cold sweat. He had always had stomach problems, but maybe this time he was really hungry, and he never hurt like now so powerful.

Xie Huan heard Han Xiaodong's groans in a daze, and then opened his eyes impatiently, looking at Han Xiaodong who was lying limp on the ground, frowning and asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"I... I have a stomach problem." Han Xiaodong's voice was very weak, and Xie Huan, who looked like he was about to die at any moment, was really frightened by him.Hurry up to help him take the key and prepare to go out, when he suddenly heard the sound of the store unlocked downstairs, Xie Huan trembled: "It's over, my mother is here! Didn't you say you are going to my aunt's house today and not open a store?!"

"Xiaohuan?" Xie's mother was stunned as she walked on the stairs: "You spent the night here without going back yesterday? Why didn't you call your mother? The phone was turned off when I called you."

"Mom, my phone is out of battery." Of course, this was to fool his mother.

"Xiaoya...Hello, Auntie."

Xie’s mother is very stylishly dressed and well-maintained. Her father is Russian and has exquisite facial features. If she wants to go out with Xie Huan, others will think they are siblings. Xie’s mother came with graceful steps In front of his son, he looked at Han Xiaodong worriedly: "Xiaodong, what's wrong with you? Are you so pale?"

"I... I have a stomachache."

"It looks like it's in severe pain, Xiaohuan, hurry up and take Xiaodong downstairs, and I'll drive him to the hospital." After finishing speaking, Xie's mother took out her mobile phone and called the clerk to explain some things, and then drove to the store. Han Xiaodong was sent to the hospital.

Han Xiaodong was lying on the hospital bed on an intravenous drip and fell asleep. Xie's mother stared at Xie Huan seriously and called him out of the ward: "You child, why do you like to bully Xiaodong so much? When you bullied him when you were young, you thought you I am not sensible, now I am seventeen or eighteen years old, you should be sensible, right? The neighbors, their family are also honest, Xiaodong is sensible since he was young, it is pitiful, you are so heartless bullying For so many years, this child has never taken the initiative to sue you once. Xie Huan, you listen clearly to me, and next time, I will ask your father to break your leg. "

Xie Huan curled his lips and muttered with displeasure: "Who is your son..."

"If you weren't my son, I'd break your leg right now!" Mother Xie got angry and even Xie Dad gave way: "Go! Take good care of Xiaodong until he finishes his drip. Wake up and buy some porridge for him, his stomach can't eat spicy food, after eating, send him back safely to confess his mistake to Mother Han."

"My lord, my lord queen!" Xie Huan smiled and pretended to pull the corner of her skirt to say a curtain call to Xie's mother.Mother Xie sighed and shook her head: "You child, when will you grow up? You are really spoiled! Take good care of Xiaodong!"

Leaving this sentence, Mother Xie left the hospital in a hurry. Xie Huan looked helpless, and moved the chair seriously and sat in front of Han Xiaodong's bed with his long legs crossed.Xie Huan stared boredly at Han Xiaodong's sleeping appearance. Xie Xiaodong's eyes had big double eyelids and were innocent. When he looked at people, there was always some blurred light. Xie Huan couldn't understand how cute a man could be. , so he was punished to death in the third year of junior high school, his nose was often bruised and his face was swollen, and the Han family dared not come to say anything, because Dad Xie took care of Dad Han's work.