The villain boss refused to divorce 【Rebirth】

Tang Yu vaguely felt that he was sent to the hospital. From the beginning, he could barely hear the chaotic discussions and screams, and then there was silence. The whole person seemed to have fallen into the cold deep sea, and the temperature dropped suddenly. His nerve endings were trembling, and he couldn't even feel the faint pain in his ankle.

There was no Xiaoyi in his consciousness, and he couldn't hear other voices, his soul seemed to float slowly without weight, and he felt like he was dreaming again.

Every broken dream seems to be complementing his fragmented memories of his previous life, the difference is that this time he is not attached to the first-person perspective in the dream.

Still the same depressing dark room with no lights on.

Tang Yu saw that the quilt on the bed was raised high, and there seemed to be a person lying inside, covered by a thick quilt, even the breathing frequency seemed to be very weak, and there were slight and dull coughing sounds from time to time in the quiet room.

The person hiding under the quilt didn't know whether he was asleep or awake, trying to suppress the sound of coughing.

The room was so dark that no light could come in because the heavy curtains were placed near the window. Tang Yu stretched out his hand towards the window in a daze, trying to lift the curtains to see the sunlight outside.

It's too dark in this room.

He couldn't even see whether the person lying on the bed was himself or not.

The memories of his previous life were normal and weird, and he always felt that he was missing something very important, something related to Fang Baizhou that shouldn't be forgotten at all.

There was no body in the arm, and Tang Yu went straight through the curtains, unable to touch anything. Tang Yu retracted his hand a little disappointed, and he heard rustling noises from the living room.

Walking along the half-open room door, he wanted to see what was going on outside through the crack of the door, but when his hand touched the door panel, he went out of the room smoothly, and stepped into the slightly brighter living room outside.

The living room was empty, he turned around, and finally stopped suddenly.

The kitchen door was open, and the man with his back to him was standing silently by the table, his broad shoulders blocking his view.

The home clothes the man was wearing were very familiar, and the lines of his shoulders and neck were also very familiar. He knew it was Fang Baizhou just by looking at his back.

Tang Yu opened his mouth slightly, but his throat felt congested, and he couldn't utter a word.

Fang Baizhou didn't move for a long time, his arms were kept hanging high, and he couldn't see what he was doing.

Tang Yu tiptoed around to the other side, and his pupils shrank violently when he saw Fang Baizhou's movements clearly.I saw the man was slowly cutting open his wrist with a knife with a cold face. The wound was obviously deep, but it took a long time for a few drops of blood to drip out with difficulty.

The dripping blood slowly fell into a glass of water on the table.

The blood drop was bright red, blooming quickly like a flower on the water surface, and then quickly spread until it disappeared completely.

The water in the glass finally becomes transparent.

The last time I had a dream that seemed to be a broken memory, I only remembered that Fang Baizhou would always give him a glass of water that he said was medicine, but he didn’t know what was in that glass of water. This time the soul finally saw it in a floating state No matter what Fang Baizhou added in it, he felt that he was about to lose his breath.

He always felt palpitations watching Fang Baizhou's bloodletting action, and took a sudden step forward to take the knife from the man's hand, but now he is an invisible and intangible soul body, unable to change or even touch Fang Baizhou, I could only watch helplessly as the wound on the man's hand gradually deepened, looking a bit hideous.

He desperately opened his mouth to speak, but his throat seemed to be stuck with super glue. No matter how much he tried to make a sound, it was useless, and he broke out in a cold sweat, but he couldn't stop what was happening now.

After the bloodletting, something happened to Fang Baizhou.

Tang Yu anxiously wanted to touch the man's back, but his palms passed through the man's body again and again.

In his life after his rebirth, even if Fang Baizhou was a little unlucky and got injured in an accident, he would not utter a sound, let alone cry out in pain, and he would not even show it on his face.

But at this moment, the kitchen was empty except for his soul body. Fang Baizhou's face was pale, and he bent slightly as if he really couldn't bear the pain. It took a while to stand still.

Fang Baizhou didn't know what he was thinking, he stared blankly at the cup on the table for a while, the corner of his mouth slowly evoked a very shallow smile, completely ignoring the sudden fatigue in his brows and eyes, he leaned against his trembling wrist After resting at the table for a few minutes, he made sure that there was nothing wrong with his current state, and then reached out to pick up the cup.

Tang Yu followed the man out of the kitchen, and saw him gently pushing open the door of the room that was not closed tightly. The shirt on the back was already wet from the sudden sweat just now, but the light in the room was dim, and the moment Fang Baizhou entered I can't see clearly.

He was obviously just a soul body, but Tang Yu felt that he was a little top-heavy. He looked back at the kitchen where the knife was still in place, touched his heart that was beginning to feel uncomfortable, standing at the door suddenly felt a strange feeling coming from not far away. Suction, like a gust of wind is pulling him to where he should go.

There were bursts of stabbing pain in his brain, and Tang Yu couldn't hold back a muffled snort. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that he could speak now. Touching his throat, he cleared his throat and wanted to call out Fang Baizhou's name, but his voice was hoarse, like a bellows with a hole in it.

There was an unbearable itching in the throat.

Tang Yu couldn't hold back a light cough, and a severe pain came from his throat, which was as fragile as paper. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and felt a sticky feeling in his palm. When he looked at it, his palm was covered with blood.

The back of his dropped hand touched the cold quilt, and Tang Yu realized that he was lying on the bed at this moment. The man standing by the bed bent down and kissed his sweaty forehead, and touched it with his fingertips soothingly. Touching his hair, "Tang Yu, did you have a nightmare? You have a severe cold. When we went to the doctor before, the doctor said that we only need to take the medicine once a day. Drink this cup of medicine."

The man's other hand handed him a candy.

In a dimly lit room, no matter how delicate and beautiful the candy paper is wrapped, the candy can't reflect a gleam of light.

"The medicine is a bit bitter, eat sugar after drinking."

Tang Yu clenched his sticky hands, and his breathing stopped suddenly when he saw the water glass in Fang Baizhou's hand.

This is clearly the cup that Fang Baizhou added blood to in the kitchen just now.

He has a cold?

How can there be a cold so severe that people can't get up and still cough up blood?

"I don't want to drink." Tang Yu's eyes were a little sour. He reached out to push the man's arm, but his body seemed out of control, as if he was repeating what happened before step by step.

Fang Baizhou hugged him and said in a low voice, "Your body will recover soon, and you can leave this room tomorrow. This medicine is the best. It will not have any side effects on you. You will be healthy in the future."

"Tang Yu, be good."

No matter how much his soul resisted, the pale hand in front of him still obediently held the heavy glass and drank all the water in it trustingly.

……

Feeling a heavy pressure on his wrist from beginning to end, Tang Yu sat up from the bed as if jumping out of the water, his chest heaving violently.

There was a stabbing pain in his wrist, and a man's hoarse voice sounded in his ear, "Tang Yu, don't move around, you're still drawing water, and you touched the needle."

Fang Baizhou was sitting by the bed to help Tang Yu's wrist that would move around when he fell asleep. Finally, most of the bottle of water was about to be transfused. In the end, Tang Yu's movements were so big that he seemed to stand up directly on the hospital bed. The blood began to flow backwards.

"Lie back." Fang Baizhou pressed Tang Yu's shoulder, helped him pull up the fallen quilt with one hand, and rang the bell beside the bed with the other hand, "The nurse will be here soon, the more you move, the more painful it will be." , Wait for a while, maybe you have to unplug it."

Tang Yu looked up at the man standing by the bed.

Fang Baizhou's complexion is not as bad as in the dream. Although there is a trace of fatigue in his eyes, it looks like it was caused by not sleeping for a long time, and it is completely different from the exhaustion of severe blood loss in the dream.

He doesn't understand.

Why did Fang Baizhou in the dream only put a few drops of blood in the quilt, but the consequences on his body were so serious in the end, the whole person seemed to be unable to stand up because of too much pain in the first few minutes.

Was it not just blood that Fang Baizhoushan put into the cup at that time, or was there something else in the blood?

After being stared blankly by Tang Yu for a while, Fang Baizhou lowered his eyes, reached out his hand to help him wipe away the sweat dripping down from the tip of his nose like tears, and said in a low voice, "Is it still hurting a lot? I was crying for pain in a low voice, but the doctor said that painkillers and sedatives should not be used in large quantities, and if it hurts, just grab me."

"The wound on the ankle is a bit deep. I don't know what kind of knife the other party used. The crew searched the scene and couldn't find the knife, but now there is a blood coagulation disorder around your wound." Fang Baizhou looked at Tang Yu, feeling that the boy was sipping When the pale lips were silent and looked at him eagerly, he couldn't help but kissed Tang Yu's forehead, "The doctor is thinking of a way, but you have to stay in the hospital for a while."

Feeling the same kiss on the forehead as in the dream, Tang Yu's eyes turned red, his other hand without a needle inserted into the man's wrist, his eyes fell on the table behind him, and he subconsciously wanted to find the cup for him to drink. Palpitation potion.

Tang Yu's consciousness was still a little unconscious, and he was greatly affected by what happened in the dream. He said to Fang Baizhou in a muffled voice, "You, do you still want to drink medicine for me?"

Fang Baizhou was slightly stunned, "What kind of medicine do you drink?"

"Healer, will you still give me sugar?"

"Don't drink the medicine yet, I didn't bring any sugar." Fang Baizhou touched his empty pocket, bent down and pressed Tang Yu's shoulder, and put a kiss on his lips, "Can I make this up for you?"

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