The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

Doctors came and went in and out of the ward, Ji Hanzhi lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was so gloomy that the atmosphere around him was suppressed, the nurse bandaged his wound, and if it hurt a little, he would stare at him fiercely, scaring the little girl The nurse's hands were shaking.

Wen Ziqian touched his hand cautiously, even flatteringly, and pressed it.

"feelling better?"

Ji Hanzhi didn't answer, but frowned.

His forehead was scratched by glass, and a piece of flesh on his shoulder was almost bitten off, requiring several stitches.Although there is no fracture, the ribs, arms, and every bone in the body are painful.

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth tightly. In order to resist the pain, he thought repeatedly: I want to kill that kid.My heart felt ruthless for a while, and the pain in my body seemed to be a little lighter.

After finishing his work, the doctor ordered: "Mr. Ji, you have a slight concussion, don't leave tonight, stay in the hospital for observation."

Ji Hanzhi opened his eyes and glanced at the doctor, then nodded expressionlessly.

The doctor hesitated and hesitated to speak, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Ji Hanzhi said: "If you have something to say, tell me."

The doctor wondered: "Mr. Ji, look at the people outside..."

Fortunately at that time, Zhang Chu handled it properly. He took off his suit and covered Ji Hanzhi's head tightly, and asked people to stop people who wanted to come in to see the situation at the door, so as to minimize the impact. The commotion in the toilet did not affect the wedding.But in the end, many people followed the ambulance.There were twenty or thirty people who were attached to Ji's family, Qin Ming's people, and they all surrounded the door of the ward, which put a lot of pressure on the hospital.

Ji Hanzhi touched his head and wrapped it with gauze. Although it hurt a little, he was not so dizzy anymore.

He sat up slowly, and Wen Ziqian helped him up.Wen Ziqian was sitting a little lower than the hospital bed, and he only made a gesture with his hand, and didn't use much force.He raised his head slightly, cast a contemptuous glance at Wen Ziqian, and said with a sneer, "I'm not used to becoming so attentive all of a sudden."

Wen Ziqian raised his head to meet his gaze, and also felt that he was inferior, but if he wanted to solve this matter, he really humbly begged this person.Thinking of this, he could hardly hold back the displeasure in his heart, and even pulled out a smile, and said gently: "You are hurt, so talk less."

Wen Ziqian is very fair, with a gentle and delicate appearance, but he doesn't like to smile, and has a cold and restrained face, especially when facing him.The forced smile at this moment made him look very good-looking, Ji Hanzhi only felt his eyebrows twitch, and an unspeakable emotion spread in his chest.He thought he could control his emotions, but the strange emotions rushing through his body suddenly made him tremble.He pinched Wen Ziqian's chin from behind, leaned over and kissed it.

Wen Ziqian reflexively pushed with his hand, and accidentally touched his wound.He let out a "hiss" and let go of his mouth. His eyes were no longer gloomy, but it was the prelude to a raging storm.

Wen Ziqian leaned back unknowingly. If Zhang Chu wasn't in the ward, he felt that this person would jump up and throw him on the bed.

The longer we get along, the more he is afraid of this person.

Ji Hanzhi stared at Wen Ziqian for a long time, he didn't know what to think, he didn't speak, and he didn't look away.It wasn't until Wen Ziqian opened his eyes that he snorted coldly, looked at Zhang Chu and said, "Go tell the people outside that I'm fine, I'm just getting drunk and fighting, and let them keep their mouths tight so that it doesn't reach my dad's ears, and let the people outside tell me that I'm fine. They're all gone."

Zhang Chu went out to convey the words intact, and after a while, he walked back into the room and said, "most of them have left, except for Mr. Qin, who said he wanted to apologize to you on behalf of his adopted son."

Ji Hanzhi curled his lips, looked at Wen Ziqian deliberately, and said with a gloomy expression: "Leave that old thing alone, you go and tell him, Qin Cang won't want to come out this time." He turned his head and looked at Wen Ziqian's face. The eyes and the smile are a little distorted: "I will return this punch ten times and a hundred times."

This sentence has the effect of penetrating the body more than a basin of ice water.Wen Ziqian shuddered, his face was unbelievably pale, and his lips had no color.

Before leaving the hotel, Qin Cang was escorted away by the police who arrived.

Ji Hanzhi said again: "Wen Ziqian, I gave him a chance, but chances don't come all the time. Your mad dog is so ignorant that he doesn't even know what he is? It seems that your master has failed too much. Spoiled him, he doesn't know anything about a few catties, if you can't manage it well, I'll help you adjust it."

Wen Ziqian suddenly stretched out his hand and took Ji Hanzhi's hand, without saying a word, his blue eyes were full of fear and fear, he looked at the tall person on the bed, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing Wen Ziqian's expression, Ji Hanzhi felt even more angry, and shouted at Zhang Chu: "Drive away everyone outside, including that Lord Qin, whoever dares to intercede with Qin Cang today, who I am in a hurry with!"

Zhang Chudao: "Okay." After speaking, he hurried out.It could be seen that Ji Hanzhi was a little out of breath.

When Zhang Chu left, he took a look at Wen Ziqian. The man was almost unable to sit still, and his body was visibly shaking. He looked at it with a trace of pity.However, this is their private matter, he is an outsider, so it is better not to talk about it.

He went out and said, "Let's all go, Fourth Young Master Ji has already fallen asleep."

Qin Ming suppressed his anger all night, and the dozen or so brothers who came with him were a little impetuous.These people were wearing tights, and their thick exposed arms were covered with tattoos, and the words "underworld" were written directly on their bodies.

Qin Ming looked at Zhang Chu with a frown, then ignored his existence, and passed by him, looking like he was going to force his way.Zhang Chu raised his hand and said with a smile: "Master Qin, I think you are an old man. I would like to advise you. I know Si Shao Ji's temper. He is angry now. If you go in like this, you will not only make things difficult, but will add fuel to the flames and end up suffering. It's your son."

Qin Ming's chubby face twitched a little. He has been around for so many years, it's not that he has never met a high-ranking official, let alone the son of a high-ranking official.Now I still have to look at the faces of these young brats, it can be said that people are taking too much tea and deceiving others too much.Anger made him lose his mind, he pushed Zhang Chu away, and now he broke in, what’s the matter.

Several strong men stood in front of Zhang Chu. Zhang Chu was pushed back a step. After standing still, he sneered and said, "You can do whatever you want. I've said all the good and ugly things, and you will bear the consequences."

Qin Ming clenched his fists, he was not unreasonable, but how could he swallow this bad breath.He thought it over, who cares about the mayor's son, who hasn't done anything cruel?At worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken.

He took a big step and pushed open the door suddenly, then stopped his progress suddenly.

Wen Ziqian was sitting in a wheelchair, his body was not very upright, but he had a serious face, standing in front of him.

The ward was a suite, and the door of the back room was closed, so he couldn't see Ji Hanzhi.

"Get out of the way!" Qin Ming stared at Wen Ziqian in the wheelchair with a layer of anger on his face. If he didn't think that he was Wen Yuanhang's son, if he didn't think that he was disabled, he would have wanted to put this climbing The powerful brat kicked it away.

Wen Ziqian's complexion was really bad, but his expression was calm and his eyes were firm. He raised his head and said, "Uncle Qin, go back."

Qin Ming sneered and said, "Return? To put it bluntly. The matter is not resolved, how can I return? You let me watch Qin Cang being locked up in the prison and ignoring him?"

"Today is not the time, I will find time to tell Fourth Young Master Ji a good life." Wen Ziqian said softly.The mood fluctuated too much tonight, his chest felt tight and his throat was a little itchy, he didn't dare to speak loudly, he always felt that if he opened his mouth, the emotions he had managed to control would go off the rails, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

Qin Ming said, "What do you mean? Who are you, Ji Sishao? Can he listen to you?"

Who am I?Wen Ziqian really thought about it, and said lightly, "Friend."

Qin Ming said: "Qin Cang is still your life-and-death brother. Get out of the way, I can't afford your love. I, Qin Ming, am not such a waste. I rely on a small life to help us get ahead."

He was talking about going around the wheelchair, Wen Ziqian hurriedly turned the wheelchair to block the way, and said, "Uncle Qin, calm down. This time it was Qin Cang's fault, he was too impulsive. He didn't learn the lesson from a year ago at all, He is reckless and reckless in doing things. He is your adopted son, I hope you can educate him to distinguish between grievances and resentments, and to think twice when doing things."

When Qin Ming heard this, his blood pressure almost went up. He didn't know what the fight was about today, but he was very clear about who he almost lost his life a year ago.But now Wen Ziqian said this, as if what happened a year ago had nothing to do with him, he was so angry that he wished he could slap this snobby guy awake.He was about to scold Wen Ziqian angrily, when he saw the young man in the wheelchair pursed his pale lips, shook his head slightly, his tone was pleading, his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear: "Please... ...Let's go..."

In an instant, all of Qin Ming's anger dissipated, and he calmed down slowly.He didn't understand what Wen Ziqian's eyes wanted to express, but he knew that at such a time, the wise decision was to leave.

He didn't say much, just looked at Wen Ziqian for a long time, then sighed, turned and left.

It wasn't until he disappeared at the door that Wen Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief. He almost couldn't sit still, and hurriedly grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair, with his back pressed against the wheelchair.There was a layer of cold sweat on his back, and his teeth were chattering from the cold.

Seeing Master Qin coming out, Ah Bin moved to the door and took a look in. Seeing Wen Ziqian's legs trembling, he hurried in, squatted down and pressed his knees.

Wen Ziqian's voice trembled, panting heavily, "Zijie let's go."

A Bin pressed his stiff calf, looked at him worriedly, and said, "Let's go, I'll let him go back to rest." He actually wanted to say, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand seeing you like this.How many times he tried to persuade Wen Ziqian, forget it, the company will go down if it goes down, I will support you if you have nothing to eat.

"Yeah. He's still young, and it's best not to know about some things." He couldn't help but snorted in a low voice, arched his back, supported A Bin's shoulders, and endured the end of the wave of pain before saying weakly: " You have to work hard tonight...wait for me...all the people outside the door will disperse...you guard the door...don't allow anyone to come in..."

Abin looked at him with some anxiety.

Wen Ziqian smiled: "It's okay, it's okay..."

A Bin nodded hesitantly: "Okay, I'll wait for you, I'll be outside. If you need anything, you must call me."

"it is good……"

Wen Ziqian pressed his thigh, dripping with sweat, and when the convulsion ended, he touched his lower body, and the diaper was full with urine.

"Do you want another one?" A Bin asked in a low voice.

Wen Ziqian shook his head, his smile distorted: "No, I...I'm sick of him." He pushed A Bin away, and said, "Find an empty ward to rest for a while... I'm not someone to worry about, I I know, but don't fall ill because of me, then I really don't know who to rely on."

A Bin's eyes turned red, he sniffed, stood up, and hurried out.

Wen Ziqian took out the asthma medicine and took two sips, closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling that his breathing became easier, before pushing the wheelchair into the back room.

Ji Hanzhi lay on the bed with his eyes closed, not sure if he was asleep or not.

Wen Ziqian knew that he was awake, so he didn't tell him, he came to the bedside and massaged the back of his infused hand.

Wen Ziqian's hands were very cold, and Ji Hanzhi's hands were also very cold after the infusion. After rubbing for a long time, it was like rubbing popsicles with popsicles.Ji Hanzhi guessed that he was making him feel uncomfortable, so he moved his hand inside to prevent him from touching it.

He looked at Ji Hanzhi's hand, then supported the edge of the bed with one hand, pressed his back with the other, lowered his head with difficulty, and gently breathed out a layer of warmth on the back of the man's hand.

His breath was very light, without a sound, his lips were slightly opened, and the gentle warmth penetrated into Ji Hanzhi's cold back of his hand.

Ji Hanzhi opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at his brown shattered hair, downcast eyes, thick eyelashes that were a little wet, and his well-shaped lips were white without a trace of color.

This face has dealt heavy blows to his heart more than once. He knows very well that Wen Ziqian is different. If it were someone else, he wouldn't even look at it with such a serious disability. glance.

He turned over, stroked the bloodless face with his hands without infusion, and said in a low voice, "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

He sat up slowly, raised Wen Ziqian's chin with his fingers, squinted his eyes and asked, "Wen Ziqian, Wen Ziqian, you are really capable. I know you can flatter me, and I fucking hate people who flatter you. But I found out that there is a need to divide people. Even knowing that you are coaxing me by pretending, I am actually a little happy. "

Wen Ziqian raised his chin slightly, did not look at him, and did not answer.

Looking at his cold expression, Ji Hanzhi suddenly felt itchy, leaned over and kissed him.His lips were cold, his hands were cold, and his personality was also cold. He felt that Wen Ziqian's blood was cold in his bones.

His tongue dominated Wen Ziqian's mouth, sucking the quiet tongue in his mouth, teasing vigorously, but that tongue was lifeless and motionless.He raised his head and looked at Wen Ziqian with his eyes closed, looking as if he was at home, it was like this, it made his blood boil, it made him want to fuck this person hard, he knelt down and begged for mercy, fuck He was in so much pain that he didn't want to live, and he didn't dare to fight against himself again.

Ji Hanzhi sucked his tongue out a little bit, and took a bite, the smell of blood permeated.

Wen Ziqian retracted his tongue reflexively, and let out a "hiss".

"Ziqian... are you going to save Qin Cang?" He sat up, pulled off the infusion tube, and blood gushed out from the back of his hand.He licked off the blood with the tip of his tongue, smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and said, "I know, you have Qin Cang in your heart. But, you'd better get rid of your ridiculous feelings quickly, because I don't want you to be fucked by me , I still think about that person in my mind. He is not worthy of you, what else can he give you besides causing trouble? You will one day get tired of him who can do nothing, and your future, your career, I! I Ji Hanzhi can Hold up a sky for you. This is the world of the jungle, we are all adults, and the innocent love stories on campus have long been unsuitable for you and me."

Wen Ziqian met his gaze without hiding it, and said, "Yes, I want you to let Qin Cang go, will you agree?"

Ji Hanzhi squinted his eyes, his slender eyes were like cold snakes, tightly wrapped around Wen Ziqian's throat.

"Oh, I'm so in love and angry at the same time! I'm so fucking sick, I just love your infatuated appearance." He lowered his head, curled his tongue around Wen Ziqian's earlobe, and said with a sigh: "I can let him go... Seeing your performance...climbing up by myself...I am happy and happy, so I will naturally let him go."

Wen Ziqian looked at him with his mouth pursed, and then he supported the bed and wanted to move over. The bed was too high, his body was half hanging on the bed, his legs dragged on the ground, and he couldn't climb up even with all his strength.

Ji Hanzhi didn't help him either, and watched him with interest, just watching him doing useless work so coldly, and finally slipping to the ground.He smiled and said: "Your mental strength and the strength in your arms should be exchanged. You can't even climb out of the bed. How else do you want me to be happy?"

Wen Ziqian sat on the ground, supported the bed with one hand, and supported the ground with the other. He tried several times but failed to get up on his knees.

Suddenly a pair of hands reached under his armpits, and he was dragged onto the bed and fell down on the bed.

Ji Hanzhi picked up his trousers, and scolded with a smile: "You are really good at this trick, I'm so stubborn that I'm going to explode, why are you so fucking slow to brew feelings for me?"

Wen Ziqian was so thrown by him that his back hurt so much that he almost fainted, black mosquitoes flew in front of his eyes one after another.

"Damn it!" Ji Hanzhi picked up halfway, saw the bulging diapers, and cursed: "It's almost leaking and I don't know how to change it. What a fucking disappointment." He lifted the man's pants and covered the white Huahua's diaper, complaining in her heart: Why is she a paralyzed person who can't control her urine.

Wen Ziqian laughed, gasping for breath: "I'm paralyzed, I can't control these things, Ji Sishao knew the first day? Don't you want to fuck me? Come if you don't find it disgusting."

He knew that Ji Hanzhi disliked him.How could a young man who grew up in such a rich family endure such an unbearable body.Ji Hanzhi was able to maintain his interest for so long, even he himself was surprised.

There are only a handful of times Ji Hanzhi has had fun with him. He often asks this person out to tease him, and then he goes out to find some handsome men and beautiful women to vent his anger.

Wen Ziqian's mouth can always easily arouse his evil fire, a mouth that doesn't fuck.

He brushed Wen Ziqian's hair, knelt on his chest with his feet apart, and then pulled off his pants. The little brother popped out, a big one, and without any warning, he straightened his waist and wanted to insert it into Wen Ziqian's mouth. .

Wen Ziqian turned away his face, pushed him with both hands, and shouted, "Are you crazy?"

Ji Hanzhi grabbed his arm and said fiercely: "Yes, I was tortured crazy by you, a goblin." As he spoke, he pressed his hands on top of his head, and tied a long towel on the bedside to the iron railing on the bedside.

Wen Ziqian let out a cry of pain and began to struggle violently, but most of his body was dead, his violent struggle was just a useless wriggle in Ji Hanzhi's eyes, his shoulders rubbed against Ji Hanzhi's thigh, and the thing between his legs was already swollen Veins are visible.

Ji Hanzhi pinched his chin, straightened his face, looked down at him from a high position, and said, "Didn't you bear the humiliation? I will help you!"

He forcefully opened Wen Ziqian's mouth, and stepped forward to penetrate.

I could feel Wen Ziqian's tightening muscles of chewing, wishing to bite off his lifeblood.He squeezed Wen Ziqian's jaw tightly, and said loudly: "If you have the ability, you bite, Qin Cang is still in the game, there are my people there, I can return it to Qin Cang ten times and a hundred times!"

Wen Ziqian finally let go, his throat was bumped one after another, tears flowed out of him, and he retched constantly with nausea.The mouth was broken, the throat was blocked, and it was difficult to breathe. The fishy and salty shot into his mouth, he tilted his head, and most of it vomited out, and the saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth.

His stomach twitched and nauseated, and his consciousness was hazy. He felt that Ji Hanzhi let go of the confinement of his hands, stroked his face, and said softly, "I will tie you by my side for the rest of my life. If you want to run, you will die." heart."