This host is the villain

In the Intensive Care Unit of No.1 Civilian Hospital in H City, a young child fell into an inexplicable near-death state, but after the rescue of two brothers from the famous medical family Pei Yangpan, the child is now out of danger.

Outside the glass of the ward, Pei Ke and Pei Nan made a rare concerted effort to preach to Ai Lingtian, the culprit.

"Such a huge mental shock will only be detrimental to his recovery. My plan requires Yi Ling to be in the best condition." Pei Nan flipped through the documents, looking worriedly at the respirator on the hospital bed that didn't match Yi Ling's petite body.

Pei Nan is not only worried about Yi Ling's safety, but also worried about whether his younger brother, who is eager for quick success, will come up with a reckless plan regardless of the patient's feelings.

Pei Nan silently gave Ai Lingtian a wink, but Ai Lingtian didn't seem to notice.He kept wiping away the crystal clear tears gushing from his eyes with his hands, he had no time to take care of others, and kept condemning his own mistakes in his heart.

He is really stupid, Yi Ling is so petite, how can he bear his mental shock.

Although the situation has gradually stabilized now, Yi Ling is still in a coma and does not know when he will wake up.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't worry, with me here, he'll be fine." Pei Ke swore, and even began to think about what will happen after Yi Ling wakes up, "If you want him to fully recover, you must delete it immediately after he wakes up." The memory about Zuo Xi, and then enter the body recovery treatment..."

Pei Ke briefly outlined the treatment process, completely ignoring the elder brother's opinion who was frowning slightly, and only hoped for Ling Tian's permission.

Ever since he was a child, people always compared him with his eldest brother and dismissed him as worthless. They called him the youngest son of the Pei family, and called his eldest brother the dazzling new star in the medical field, which caused him great pain.Only Ai Lingtian affirmed his talent and reused himself, so he willingly worked for Lingtian and hoped to get further recognition.

As expected, Ai Lingxia nodded in a second, and said affirmatively: "As expected of Pei Ke, I will do as you said, you can go and prepare first."

"Okay!" The high-spirited young man patted his chest and strode out of the intensive care unit with his head held high.

When Pei Ke walked out of the ward, Pei Nan stepped forward and was about to express his opinion, but Ai Lingtian preempted him and said: "Your brother's method is certainly efficient, but it will cause Yi Ling great pain, so I still hope You preside over this."

Pei Nan froze, then nodded and said, "Yes. My younger brother is more talented than me in this area. I will combine our two methods to help Yi Ling recover his body while weighing the pros and cons."

"Very good." Ai Lingtian raised his lips and smiled. He could feel the trust and respect for himself from Pei Nan and Pei Ke, and he was a little complacent about his ability to control people's hearts.

But... when will Yi Ling wake up?

Ai Lingtian tried his best to perceive Yi Ling's spirit, but he could only catch a few strands, and finally kept them in the palm of his hand, but they flew away from his fingertips like sand.

Yi Ling's spirit seemed to be immersed in deep memories.

……

In the darkness, only the pain is vivid.

Yi Ling turned over restlessly on an unfamiliar bed, but accidentally touched the scar on his arm, and woke up suddenly.He covered his dizzy head and looked at the burn marks and welt marks on his arms with some surprise.

He looked around and found that he was in the ward with the sunlight just outside the window.

Yi Ling was stunned for a long while before remembering that he narrowly escaped from a fire. When the beams of the house were about to collapse, a handsome young man rescued him.

"His name is Xi...xi? What's the last name..." Yi Ling blankly counted his memories, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Yi Ling was puzzled.

Who would come to visit him, a helpless man?