torture to the end

Shen Chen stayed in the hospital during this time, and Han Jingyu not only paid for his hospitalization expenses, but also helped make up the reasons for dealing with his family.Shen Chen lives in the hospital, takes care of him, and Han Jingyu is the only one who brings him three meals a day.

The nurse at the hospital said that Shen Chen had a good brother, but Shen Chen just smiled and said nothing.

Han Jingyu had no class in the morning, so he ran a long way to buy porridge for Shen Chen, and when he returned to the hospital, he saw Shen Chen sitting on the bed reading a document.The ward was very quiet, except for the rustling of the pen tip on the paper, there was no sound.

Han Jingyu stared at Shen Chen for a while, then walked in with a gloomy expression, and put the insulated lunch box on the table.

Shen Chen watched intently, and was startled when he heard the sound from beside him.

"What are you looking at?" Han Jingyu had actually seen the words on the back of the document.

Shen Chen took off the glasses that were pressing on the tip of his nose, put them on the document, and put it on the bedside together with the document.Rubbing the corners of his eyes, he looked tired and looked like he had been reading for a long time, "Some work documents."

"How long have you been watching?"

"Just for a while." As soon as Shen Chen opened his eyes, he saw Han Jingyu approaching in front of him, and his mind tensed up.

Han Jingyu stared at him with his eyes, but reached out to the head of the bed and picked up the documents beside Shen Chen's pillow.

Shen Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold his arm, "What are you doing?"

Han Jingyu didn't speak, but suddenly shook off Shen Chen's hand holding his arm, and stood up holding the document.

Shen Chen looked at Han Jingyu and glanced at the file name, then grabbed the corner of the file with the other hand and pulled it down.

- Tear.

"Han Jingyu!" Shen Chen's expression changed, and he struggled to stand up from the bed.

The document had been torn in half and thrown at Han Jingyu's feet.

Shen Chen's face also darkened.

"Do you know what a patient should do?" Han Jingyu didn't seem to feel that he had done anything wrong.

The fleeting anger that just appeared on Shen Chen's face has disappeared, but he just grabbed the quilt with heavy eyes, "That's my job."

"Work?" Han Jingyu sneered, "You are like this now, and you still want to work? You don't think your life is long, but I think it's annoying to take care of you."

"I didn't ask you to take care of me. The money you gave me - I will call you later."

Han Jingyu's face became more and more gloomy, and he looked at Shen Chen as if he wanted to swallow him in.

Shen Chen didn't even look at him again, and leaned sideways on the pillow clutching the quilt, "Jing Yu, I don't want to quarrel with you."

Before Shen Chen finished speaking, the door of the ward was slammed shut.

Shen Chen turned his head, and Han Jingyu had already left.

It seemed that the worry-free years of the two of them together had faded away.

The documents lay quietly on the ground, and Shen Chen didn't even think about picking them up. When he saw the insulated lunch box on the cabinet, he didn't show any emotion on his face.

The nurse who came in to make the rounds saw the document torn in half on the floor, looked at it for a moment, picked it up and asked Shen Chen, "Mr. Shen, this..."

"Put it on the table." Shen Chen rubbed between his brows, "My eyes hurt from looking at it, so I'm just in a bad mood."

"Oh." The nurse showed a clear expression, "Don't be irritable when you're sick. It's better for Mr. Shen to adjust his mood properly."

Shen Chen smiled, "Yes. Thank you for reminding me."

The nurse put the documents on the cabinet casually, but suddenly noticed the insulated lunch box on the cabinet.

"Ah!" With a very envious tone, "Your brother has come to see you again."

Shen Chen's lips pursed unconsciously.

The nurse didn't notice Shen Chen's small movements at all, and put the ward round record book in her hand under her armpit, and reached out to uncover the lid of the insulated lunch box, and the tempting aroma of food permeated all of a sudden.

"Your brother really has a heart." The little nurse turned to look at Shen Chen, "The honey bean porridge at Shiweixuan, you have to take several buses just to go there." She reached out and touched the outer shell of the insulation box, "Well, it's still It's hot, Mr. Shen, eat some while it's hot, don't waste your little brother's heart."

Shen Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the insulated lunch box stuffed into his hand by the glove, and he couldn't help but take a look at the sweet aroma.

Red beans and white fungus, it looks like it will make your index finger move.

"Well, Mr. Shen, did you feel uncomfortable in any part of your body today?" The nurse looked at Shen Chen holding the insulated lunch box, and also took out the records of the ward rounds to start the routine.

Holding the lunch box in his arms, Shen Chen unconsciously remembered Han Jingyu's always gloomy and cold face, and he answered casually, "Oh, no."

"What about the injury on the head?" The nurse pressed Shen Chen's head with her fingers, looked at the bandage on his head, "Does it still hurt?"

Shen Chen shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Well, it seems that the recovery effect is good." The nurse made a record, put away the things, and smiled sincerely at Shen Chen, "It seems that Mr. Shen will be able to recover and leave the hospital after a while."

Shen Chen lowered his head, stirring the thick porridge with the spoon in his hand.

"Then Mr. Shen, take a good rest. If you need anything, just ring the bell on the bedside." The nurse closed the door and went out after speaking.

Shen Chen sat on the bed alone in a daze, and then sighed suddenly after a while, scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it into his mouth...

After Han Jingyu came out of the hospital, he answered a phone call from Qiao Yue. The purpose of the call was simple, to ask him to meet at a bar.

Han Jingyu remembered the favor he owed Qiao Yue for Shen Chen's matter a few days ago, and agreed.

The bar Qiao Yue was in was called 'Zero Degree'. It was quite a remote place, and it took Han Jingyu a long time to find it.

Qiao Yue drank at the bar at the entrance, because it was still daytime, and there were only a few people who came, scattered in the corner and drinking.

When Han Jingyu walked in, he immediately saw Qiao Yue who was dressed conspicuously.

Qiao Yue's dress has always been very low-key. He doesn't look like a brand-name product from top to bottom, but only the people around him know that Qiao Yue rolled up his sleeves. Just that watch can surprise some people who know the goods wide-eyed.

Qiao Yue was holding a glass of cocktail. In fact, he never drank this kind of cheap wine, but the bar was too remote and too small, and there was nothing for him to pick on.So Qiao Yue held the wine in one hand and shook it slowly in an unbelievably elegant posture, but he didn't take a sip.

Han Jingyu sat next to him.

"What would you like to drink?" Qiao Yue squinted at him.

Han Jingyu's face was gloomy, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Qiao Yue was also a person with sharp eyesight. He knocked on the bar counter and asked the bartender for a glass of strong wine, and pushed it in front of Han Jingyu, "What's the matter? Recently, it seems that you have been in a bad mood."

Han Jingyu drank the wine in one gulp.

Now his mind is full of Shen Chen with his lips pursed, and Shen Chen with an indifferent expression on his face.

"What do you want me to do?" After drinking a glass of wine, Han Jingyu had a little wine stain on his lips.

Qiao Yue subconsciously took a second look, "I heard that you hung out with Wu Zhaoling and the others a few days ago?"

It was already an open secret that Qiao Yue and Wu Zhaoling were not at odds.

Han Jingyu didn't deny it, "Being dragged by Bai Yu, we got together for a drink."

"Oh." Qiao Yue didn't ask any more questions, and tapped the table with his fingers.

The bartender refills the empty glass.

Han Jingyu took it up and drank it in one gulp.

There was a sudden burst of laughter behind the two of them.

Qiao Yue looked back and saw a young man and woman. The man looked very funny, and the woman laughed straight after being teased.

Their laughter was actually not very loud, but it was extraordinarily noisy in this quiet atmosphere.

Han Jingyu was lying on the bar with a sullen face, and squeezed his cup tightly, "Damn, I'm so annoying!"

It was the first time Qiao Yue saw Han Jingyu's appearance like this, and at first glance, he showed anger on his face.He suddenly became interested, and leaned in front of Han Jingyu, "Do you want me to help you?"

Han Jingyu looked at him sideways.

Qiao Yue sat up straight, turned his head and snapped his fingers at the couple, and after their attention was attracted, he grinned and said, "I'm sorry, can you two bitches shut up?" ?”

The laughter stopped suddenly.

Qiao Yue rarely came to this kind of place to play, so not many people knew him.At least the couple didn't know each other.

The woman's complexion looked bad, while the man stood up and walked towards Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue hugged Han Jingyu's shoulders indifferently, "Tell them to shut up."

Han Jingyu frowned.

The man had come close, looking aggressive, "Hey, what the fuck did you just say?"

Qiao Yue turned his head, and pointed innocently at Han Jingyu who was lying on the bar, "I'm sorry, brother, I just passed on a message for him."

Han Jingyu looked more harmless than Qiao Yue, at least in terms of appearance.

The provoked man turned to stare at Han Jingyu and grabbed his shoulder, "Hey——"

As soon as he put his hand on Han Jingyu's shoulder, Han Jingyu, who took out the decorative bamboo stick from the cocktail, stabbed the sharpened bamboo stick into the man's arm with his backhand, and strangled the man with his backhand before the man let out a painful cry He pulled out his hand holding the bamboo stick, and stabbed at the man's carotid artery.

Much to Joe's disappointment, the stab didn't go in.

Han Jingyu stuck in front of the man, his eyes were as sharp as a beast, "Get lost."

As soon as Han Jingyu let go, the frightened man covered his arms and called the woman to leave.

Qiao Yue looked at Han Jingyu, who was lying back again, with undisguised disappointment in his tone, "Why did you stop?"

Han Jingyu didn't speak.

"If it was you in the past, then you should have pierced his neck directly."