The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

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It was already late when Wen Ziqian drove home.

Zhang Shun stayed by the window all the time, saw his car driving into the yard, ran out quickly, helped him fit the wheelchair, and helped him sit in the wheelchair.

Wen Ziqian felt very tired, so he leaned against the back of the chair and let Zhang Shun push him into the room.

On the way, Zhang Shun said, "Qin Cang is back."

Wen Ziqian's gloomy eyes brightened, and he regained some energy.Qin Cang has been very busy during this time, and hasn't been back here for half a month.

"I still know I'm coming back, but I don't know where I went."

Although they kept talking on the phone every day, Qin Cang only said that he was very busy and would go home immediately when he was done, but he didn't say a word about what he was busy with.He didn't want to say it, and Wen Ziqian didn't force it either.

"Doctor Xie is here too." Zhang Shun said.

"Xie Bo?" Wen Ziqian pushed the circle with his hands, turned the wheelchair around, looked at Zhang Shun and asked, "What is he doing here?" His sensitive heart suddenly trembled: "What's wrong with Qin Cang?"

Zhang Shundao: "I was slightly injured and was carried back."

Wen Ziqian's heart tightened, and he quickly slid the wheelchair up the stairs and went straight to the bedroom.The wheelchair slid too fast, and couldn't stop when it reached the door. Both knees hit the door heavily, knocking open the half-covered door.

Xie Bo was suturing Qin Cang, his hands trembled in fright, and Qin Cang cried out in pain.

Qin Cang was lying on the bed, facing the door, his face was covered with sweat, seeing Wen Ziqian, he said with pain, "I'm back... hiss..."

Wen Ziqian approached with a wheelchair, his eyes were full of blood, and there was no good skin on Qin Cang's broad back, bloody and bloody.He only felt a wave of anger welling up in his head, his eyes went dark, and he almost couldn't sit still, so he quickly raised his hand and grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair.

Although Qin Cang was seriously injured, his mind was very clear. He watched Wen Ziqian's body sway, and reached out to help him, but the wound was involved, and the pain made him shudder, and he lay back on the bed.

"Don't move, it will affect my suturing." Xie Bo pressed his back. Although most of the wounds were skin trauma, there were a few places that were extremely deep. The wounds were like a pomegranate that had burst open, revealing bright red flesh and blood. The wounds were turned outwards and described as terrifying. .

Those places were whipped by Mr. Tang, and all the fuss he suffered that night was vented on those whips.

Wen Ziqian gritted his teeth hard, closed his eyes to calm down, and when he opened them again, his eyes became clear.He grabbed Qin Cang's hand, took out a tissue to help wipe the sweat off his forehead, and said softly, "Don't move...it hurts..."

Qin Cang was in severe pain, but when he saw Wen Ziqian, he felt relieved all over. This man's eyes were full of distress, and he felt that no matter how serious the injury was, it was worth it.

He bared his teeth and comforted, "It's probably a skin injury...it's okay..."

...omit...

He is no longer suppressing and forgetting his feelings, wishing he could just die in this crazy lust...

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