Soul of the rich

After successfully using one sentence to lure Minghan to inform others, Qi Jingyan turned off a certain group in his optical brain address book, closed his eyes and rested his mind again, his thin lips were tightly pursed and he did not move at all, only his waist muscles were slightly relaxed and he leaned on the sofa .

It was already an hour after Wen Zhiyuan was picked up, he was surrounded by Ming Han and his assistants as soon as he entered the door, and some people even took his clothes off.

Qi Jingyan was still sitting beside him, without raising his eyelids.

Wen Zhiyuan was forced to do hair, make-up and change clothes by the crowd, and wanted to resist several times in the middle, but the sister with red lips glared, and couldn't help being cowardly.

Ming Han's hands were quick, and it only took more than half an hour to finish tidying up. When it was done, he looked around Wen Zhiyuan and clapped his hands proudly, "It means that if I do the job, I wouldn't be able to achieve such an effect with another person."

Qi Jingyan, who had been sitting silently with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and took a look at Wen Zhiyuan. The young man's light chestnut hair was styled to complement the curve of his face more perfectly. The outlines are much clearer.

Wen Zhiyuan stood there calmly and let him look at him. In fact, he was a little distracted. Qi Jingyan didn't look right today.

If I remember correctly, it has been nearly an hour since I entered this room. He has been sitting with his eyes closed, and he can be seen from the curvature of his shoulders that he is awake.

However, in the limited number of meetings before, he never had such a long period of free time. According to the information obtained from Lin De and Liu Fei, except for meals and training, he would never have any period of more than 15 minutes. Break time.

What's more, it's nine o'clock in the morning, which is working time.

Before he could confirm what was wrong, Qi Jingyan stood up neatly, and walked towards him with two long legs, "Let's go."

Ming Han also waved at him, "I'll discuss with the capital. Besides regular photos, I'll also show you some special features. The studio is ready, so don't be nervous."

Wen Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile, saying that he was in good condition, just taking pictures.

Sure enough, it started out as a very common couple's wedding photos, or the necessary poses such as side by side, looking at each other, or hugging. The two people's appearance value is too high, and their emotions are well controlled.

Then there are the characteristics that Ming Han requested. Qi Jingyan, as the idol of the silent navy, has to be different even in his daily life, so some photos with high-altitude interstellar chariots in the background are needed.

Wen Zhiyuan was not flexible enough, but his body had good flexibility and balance. Ming Han asked him to stand on the side bumper of the chariot, and then Qi Jingyan leaned out to wrap his arms around his waist, leaning back almost ninety degrees. It was also easily done.

Qi Jingyan lowered his head and approached, Wen Zhiyuan could see himself smiling in his deep pupils, the feeling that something was wrong before became stronger, especially when he was so close to Qi Jingyan, his breath was obviously different.

It's hard to describe what it feels like, but the stable, calm and cold aura in Qi Jingyan's body seems to have become messy and violent, boiling like a crater about to erupt.

During the previous shooting process, this feeling was not too obvious, but at this moment, standing on the interstellar tank, the whole body was filled with the breath of equipment maintenance oil, and the less obvious feeling in front seemed to have finally risen to a high enough tide. It exploded and hit the heart.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Wen Zhiyuan understood that Qi Jingyan's mental power was about to riot.

However, the mental power that came crashing into him like a tidal wave before it was too late made him feel dizzy and tinnitus, and he fell down when his feet slipped. The place where he was standing was more than three meters high.

Qi Jingyan had already wrapped his arms around his waist, but now he pulled him back with all his strength. "how……"

Wen Zhiyuan reflexively grasped the clothes at hand, and the hand on Qi Jingyan's shoulder was clenched suddenly. The thing he grasped through the shirt fabric was extremely slippery, and he almost let go of it, so he gripped it even harder.

Qi Jingyan's words were interrupted in his throat, and he let out a low, muffled hum.

Feeling that the hand clasped around his waist was very stable, Wen Zhiyuan let go of it in surprise, and turned his palm to his eyes, there was a slight fishy smell, and a little red traces had already leaked from the shoulder shirt that had been grasped.

Blood!Is Qi Jingyan injured? !

Wen Zhiyuan quickly pulled the handrail beside him to stabilize his weight, and then quickly climbed off the chariot.

The photographers who stared at the two from different angles and the staff next to them also surrounded them.

Apart from the low muffled groan, Qi Jingyan acted normally, let go to let Wen Zhiyuan go down, stepped on the tall tire, and jumped off the top in one step.

Wen Zhiyuan watched his neat movements silently, jumping so high and casually, it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

"The previous photos are almost enough, let's stop here today, Li Fei, you take someone to sort it out." Ming Han also sent everyone away calmly, and then frowned, "When did you suffer?" hurt?"

"A day ago, the low-Earth orbit inspection of Star S was attacked." Qi Jingyan replied simply, and relaxed his tense posture when everyone left, "Let's go back first."

Wen Zhiyuan silently followed behind him, his eyes fixed on the blood on his shoulder, the blood was still oozing out all the way, it must be very painful, remembering the strength of his grasp just now, he quietly took a breath.

There is an attached medical room in the mansion, which was remodeled after Qi Jingyan came. No matter the equipment or technology, it is no worse than that of a big hospital.

When Qi Jingyan entered, the doctor had already prepared the equipment, and when he saw him, he started nagging, "I told you to be careful, but I ignored it, right? How many years will my life be lost if I bring more disobedient patients like you?" ..."

Wen Zhiyuan wanted to apologize, so he quickly took out his optical brain, [I'm sorry, I was careless...] The doctor waved his optical brain, "I'm not talking about you, there's no need to apologize, what I'm talking about is his attitude, I've suffered Can't hurt your heart, can you count on others?"

As he spoke, he cut open the shirt on his shoulders neatly, several sharp and winding long wounds crossed the flesh, at first glance it looked like he was going to cut off the entire arm.

Wen Zhiyuan was taken aback, and stopped writing on the brain. This level of severity was no ordinary attack.

Qi Jingyan controls the military affairs of the entire S star, even if he goes on patrol, he should be surrounded by the front and back, who can break into his ship and hurt people?

The doctor began to use special potions to melt the solidified biological protective film. As soon as the film that fastened the wound loosened, the blood that had been held back for a long time seemed to seep out violently, and several bloodstains meandered from the chest in a few breaths.

The consequences of this arrest were too serious, even though Qi Jingyan and the people around him didn't show anything, Wen Zhiyuan really felt very guilty.

He didn't think about not telling me earlier, but he felt that the trouble he caused was too great, and he really wanted to remedy it, so he sat down and looked right.

Minghan was helping the doctor to stir the new protective film gel, Linde and another guard were standing by the door and the window, and another nurse was handing the doctor instruments, apparently to re-stitch the wound.

There was dense cold sweat on Qi Jingyan's forehead, his thin lips were pursed into a line, but he sat as straight as a javelin.It can also be seen from his clenched fist that it is very painful.

The doctor gave him an injection of anesthesia, put on goggles and began to look for the ruptured blood vessel.

Wen Zhiyuan decided to ask Lin De, and lowered his head [What can I help...] The last stroke flew out, and the medical scissors in the hands of the little nurse who handed things to the doctor were raised, looking at the angle to stab Qi Jingyan's neck .

And Qi Jingyan's half of his shoulders and neck were a little stiff due to anesthesia. In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Wen Zhiyuan rushed over and dragged him to the side.

A red light flashed across the room, and the little nurse holding the scissors screamed and hugged her wrist. Linde stood by the door, put down his gun and rushed over, and another guard pushed her down.

Wen Zhiyuan landed first. Although Qi Jingyan was unprepared for him, he reacted quickly. The moment he was dragged, he went to the side and rolled him to a safe corner.

Wen Zhiyuan fell badly, and when he got up, he saw that the doctor had begun to roughly bandage the wound on the little nurse's wrist.Linde shot through her wrist, almost spurting blood, and died without a bandage before the interrogator could survive.

There was no anesthesia and the needles were stitched directly. At this moment, the nurse was still struggling, and the eyes that looked at Qi Jingyan almost wanted to eat him.

Wen Zhiyuan saw that kind of look for the first time, and turned to look at Qi Jingyan. His expression was still very calm, with one arm hanging down, and the other covering his shoulder, "Linde called Caesar."

"Already called." The nurse struggled so hard that Linde knocked her unconscious with a knife, but soon she woke up from the pain, and there were bloodstains around her struggling.

"Leave it to you guys." Qi Jingyan turned around and was about to go out.

The doctor threw away the nurse's wrist, "Ming Han, wrap her up casually," and dragged Qi Jingyan back, "Where do you want to go if the wound is not properly wrapped?"

Wen Zhiyuan saw that the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and the blood vessels on his shoulders were trembling slightly. This was not only an injury, but his mental strength was also unstable.After hesitating for a moment, she finally stepped forward and took his hand and pulled it away.

The moment Qi Jingyan was held in his hand, he looked at him strangely. His own hand was bigger and light wheat-colored, while Wen Zhiyuan's was fairer, with slender fingers, and the hands that were held together were stained with blood.

This is not the point, at the moment of being held, something rushes into the veins, like being soaked in warm water, the pores are stretched, and the violent mental power rushing around is gradually tamed.

Wen Zhiyuan looked at his face nervously, Qi Jingyan paused, and called the doctor who was a little dazed, "Hurry up." But he didn't let go of his hand.