The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Yi Sheng held the back of Shen Heqiu's head and embraced Shen Heqiu in his arms, feeling grateful in his heart.

God knows that he blows and kills mosquitoes according to his clumsy words, Mou Yi's words protect him, and he is afraid that Shen Heqiu will be hurt more than Song Mingyuan.

Yi Cheng touched Shen Heqiu's swollen left cheek, his heart ached to death: "Did Song Mingyuan hit you?"

He pulled the man to check it carefully.

Not only was the left cheek red and swollen, there were red fingerprints pinched out on the neck, and there were bloodstains from scratches on the ankles, which were slowly oozing blood.

Shen Heqiu huddled quietly in Yi Cheng's arms, and only when they accidentally touched the wound, they flinched in pain and cried out, "It hurts..."

His little Nightingale was so timid and afraid of pain, yet he suffered so many injuries on Song Mingyuan's hands.

Yi Cheng couldn't imagine how scared Shen and Qiu were.

Yi Sheng's heart clenched tightly, and he almost couldn't breathe from the pain.

He gently used his fingertips to remove the teardrops rolling down from Shen Heqiu's eyes one by one, and patted Shen Heqiu's back lightly: "Don't cry, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Shen Heqiu lay on Yi Cheng's shoulders and shed tears. The fear in his heart seemed to have finally found an outlet for relief, and he ran out in one breath: "Song Mingyuan came to look for me...to hit me..."

"I'm scared... I hit him... the shelves fell... a lot of blood..."

On the other side, Assistant Cheng, who had already woken up Song Mingyuan, confirmed that this person's bones were hard, and there was nothing serious except that the bleeding looked scary.

As for the shelf that fell down, it didn't hit anyone hard. It was because the young master was spoiled and raised since he was a child.

He's worthless enough, not as strong as Mr. Shen.

Yi Sheng and Song Mingyuan woke up leisurely, and coaxed Shen Heqiu to turn his head to look, so as to truly comfort him: "He's fine, turn your head and look, he's already awake."

Song Mingyuan, who struggled to get up from the ground, took a deep breath and shouted: "Fucking hurts me to death!"

"You fucking little bitch dare to fight back! See if I—"

Song Mingyuan's cruel words were put in half, and when he met Yi Sheng's dark and indifferent eyes, his blood seemed to be frozen.

Why are Yi and Yi Sheng here!

This time, he deliberately inquired clearly, and dared to take revenge behind Yi Sheng's back.

Song Mingyuan gritted his teeth, so scared that even Assistant Cheng pressed his shoulders and pushed him to the ground, forgetting to resist.

Yi Sheng lowered his head, rubbed Shen Heqiu's head, and asked softly, "Can I go?"

Shen Heqiu's legs were weak, and he helped Yi Cheng stand up tremblingly, but there was a heart-rending pain in his ankle.

He took a sip of cold, and leaned unsteadily in Yi Cheng's arms.

Yi Cheng frowned, and looked at Shen Heqiu's ankle: "Is it twisted?"

Shen Heqiu replied in a low voice: "It seems to be..."

Yi Sheng straightly hugged the person horizontally: "Then don't walk for now, or the sprain will be more serious."

Seeing what else Shen and Qiu wanted to say, he deliberately exaggerated: "It may be so painful that I can't sleep at that time."

Upon hearing this, Shen Heqiu nestled obediently in Yi Cheng's arms and did not move.

Yi Cheng hugged him and walked to Song Mingyuan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Young Master Song, why are you here?" Yi Sheng slightly said what he said as if it was a usual greeting when meeting E.

Song Mingyuan shuddered, his voice was trembling, and he squeezed out a clam to rake the mane..."

He didn't dare to answer directly.

Yi Sheng didn't seem to mind Song Mingyuan's avoidance of this question. He said calmly, "It's okay if you don't want to answer this question. I'll ask it in a different way."

The slug in Yi Sheng's eyes was cold and cold, and Song Mingyuan felt cold all over his body under his oppressive eyes.

"Did you fight Heqiu first?"

Song Mingyuan trembled his lips, his voice was squeezed out from the bottom of his throat, he was almost speechless with fear: "...Yes."

"澓谩! Coin diamond monk mirage pan lazy

He lowered his head and leaned close to Shen Heqiu's ear: "He Qiu, be good."

"Look at me, cover your ears, don't listen or look, okay?"

Shen Heqiu nodded, obediently covered their ears, turned their faces to look at Yi Sheng, and obediently refused to look at Song Mingyuan.

Yi Cheng waited for Shen and Qiu to do so obediently, and hugged him a little tighter, then kicked Song Mingyuan over without saving any strength.

Song Mingyuan was kicked in the abdomen by him, the pain was so great that his internal organs seemed to be mixed together.

Cold sweat mixed with fresh blood flowed down his head, and he was so painful that he couldn't even cry out.

"I thought that last time I kept my sense and warned you a little, you would take the lesson to heart."

Yi Sheng spoke calmly, as if he was just discussing warmly with Song Mingyuan.

He lowered his head and glanced at the blood-stained toe of the shoe, showing a bit of disgust on his expression: "I don't like violence very much, and I prefer to solve problems in a civilized way. Young Master Song doesn't seem to think so."

Lying on the ground, Song Mingyuan watched Yi Sheng slowly wipe off the blood on the toes of his shoes, as if he was wiping away some disgusting filth.

"Since Young Master Song likes it, then I will accompany you to the end?" Yi Sheng squinted his eyes and said something that made Song Mingyuan shudder.

Yi Sheng turned around and glanced at Assistant Cheng: "You call someone to deal with it."

Yi Cheng hugged Shen Heqiu who was quietly in his arms, knowing that Shen Heqiu could hear what he said even if they covered their ears.

He deliberated over and over again to suppress his anger, and he didn't say the phrase "don't kill people", for fear of scaring the children, but he just looked at Assistant Cheng with stern eyes. "

"Also, go and gag him." He didn't want Shen Heqiu to hear those dirty words from Song Mingyuan's dog's mouth again.

Assistant Cheng lowered his head: "Yes." Then he did as he said.

Yi Sheng walked out of the warehouse with Shen and Qiu in his arms.

The injuries on Shen Heqiu's body were still circling in his mind, and the anger that was suppressed in his heart surged up doubled as if it had bottomed out.

His arms tightened, and he almost wanted to turn around and finish Song Mingyuan with his own hands forever.

"...It hurts." Shen Heqiu was hurt by Yi Sheng's increased force, and couldn't help but let out a small cry.

Yi Cheng was awakened by this timid sound, and almost lost control of his mind. He took off some strength on his arms, and let out a deep breath: "Sorry."

If he went back to deal with Song Mingyuan now, it would probably not be Song Mingyuan who was scared to cry first, but Shen Heqiu.

Thinking of this, Yi Sheng restrained his anger sensibly, and continued to walk outside while holding the man in his arms.

The alley is deep and dark, like the mouth of a beast swallowing people.

Shen and Qiu leaned on Yi Cheng's strong chest, surrounded by each other's breath, but felt at ease like never before, the darkness seemed to never scare him again.

Yi Cheng saw that he was still obediently covering his ears, his heart was so soft that he leaned against Shen Heqiu's ear: "Okay, don't cover your ears anymore."

Shen Heqiu blinked blankly, and let go of his hands covering his ears: "No, don't you need it?"

"Yeah." Yi Sheng said.

The dirty things that shouldn't be seen or heard have been dealt with.

Yi Sheng walked through the coffee shop with the man in his arms and walked to the car.The driver Chen Cheng went to hand over Xiao Wu to Assistant Cheng, but he hasn't come back yet.

Yi Cheng lowered his head to see E Shen and Qiu An looking up at him quietly, their amber eyes were filled with mist.

He couldn't help laughing: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You say, it's up to you..." Shen Heqiu replied ignorantly, his head was dizzy, and heat was gradually bubbling up from his body, which made him uncomfortable.

Yi Cheng was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Shen Heqiu was telling him not to look at Song Mingyuan's feelings before talking.

So it was because he only said that he didn't need to cover his ears, but didn't say that he didn't need to look at him, that Shen Heqiu stared at him so persistently?

Shen Heqiu looked at Yi Cheng in confusion, not knowing why Yi Sheng stopped suddenly.

There was a blush on his smooth and fair cheeks, and his misty eyes seemed to be filled with a soul-catching brilliance under the dim light, as if he wanted to draw out the most secret thoughts in the bottom of the heart.

Yi Sheng lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, concealing the deep pool of emotions in his eyes, and shook his head with a low smile: "Don't look at me, be good."

He was afraid that if Shen Heqiu looked at him in a daze again, he would be unable to hold back.

The driver, Chen Cheng, had already finished asking Xiao Wu, and after handing him over to Assistant Cheng, he rushed over to give Yi Sheng a smooth twist.

Yi Sheng put Shen and Qiu on the back seat of the car, and then got into the car.

The driver Chen Cheng asked cautiously, "Sir, where are you going now?"

Just as Yi Sheng was about to touch Li Zhong, a small furry head suddenly turned upside down on Li Zhong's shoulder.

He turned his head, thinking that Shen Heqiu had fallen asleep, but the next moment, his eyes froze on Shen Heqiu's face.

The interior lights clearly illuminated the abnormal blush on Shen Heqiu's cheeks.

He was panting rapidly and frequently with his lips open, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his eye circles were still red from crying, his eyelashes were trembling restlessly, and he had a fragile and fragile beauty.

"Heqiu?" Yi Sheng called out.

Shen Heqiu reluctantly supported Lin Dinanxie and glanced at it in a daze, then looked up and down.

Yi Sheng lifted up the broken hair on Shen Heqiu's forehead, and pressed his forehead against Shen Heqiu's. The body temperature transmitted by the other party was frighteningly high, probably a very severe fever.

He didn't care that Shen and Qiu might reject the hospital, so his face turned cold, and his tone showed anxiety: "He has a high fever, go to the hospital."

Yi's family has its own private hospital, the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove the car quickly.

Yi Sheng contacted the doctor halfway, and took him to the emergency room as soon as he got out of the car.

The doctor didn't dare to neglect, and quickly stepped forward to take Shen Heqiu's temperature: "39.2 degrees, high fever."

"Go for a blood test first. If there is no problem, you can infuse it to see the situation. It is best to lower the body temperature overnight and not repeat it."

"With such a high fever, the possibility of repeated fever is relatively high."

"There are still some traumas that will be bandaged and disinfected later."

Probably because of being quarreled, Shen Heqiu struggled in Yi Cheng's arms, half-opening their eyes.

The nurse was about to draw blood for him, but the needle in her hand was shining with a cold silver light.

Shen Heqiu had a fever, and when he saw it, he felt that it must be pierced. He was so afraid that he wanted to run away: "No, don't get an injection!"

His crying voice was thin and soft, he had no strength due to fever and illness, like the meowing of a milk cat, Yi Sheng was heartbroken when he heard it.

Yi Cheng put the man on the back of his head and held him down, not letting him watch the blood draw so that he would not scare himself, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, if it doesn't hurt, we won't watch it."

Shen Heqiu buried his face in Yi Sheng's shoulder, and wept bitterly, but he obediently did not struggle, allowing the nurse to draw blood smoothly.

"So cute." Yi Cheng stroked Shen Heqiu's soft black hair one after another, boasting like coaxing a child.

During the next IV drip, Yi Sheng coaxed him to obediently prick the needle on the back of his hand.

After the nurse gave Shen Heqiu a drip, she looked at Shen Heqiu's frightened and obedient appearance, as soft as a dumpling that could be rounded and flattened.

Even though she has a lot of sick patients, she can't help but love her, oh, don't you want candies? "

The nurse took out a small sugar packet from her pocket, which was only prepared to coax those dishonest children who were afraid of injections.

She took out a candy from the sugar bag: "You can give it to Mr. Xiao Shen."

Yi Cheng looked at Shen Heqiu who were still lying in his arms and refused to look up, took the candy with one hand, and thanked him politely.

Under Yi Sheng's instruction, the hospital arranged high-level wards for Shen and Qiu.

Private hospitals often put a lot of effort into making patients live comfortably, especially in the exclusive wards of high-rise buildings, almost all of them are big people, and you can't neglect just picking out a name.

Therefore, the exclusive wards on high floors are not only medical facilities

Shi Xianyi, the living environment is so suitable that it doesn't look like a hospital, but like a hotel.

Shen Heqiu was still suffering from a high fever, and cried again. He was exhausted, and after being put on the hospital bed, his eyelids drooped against the head of the bed, but his eyes still stayed on Yi Cheng and refused to move away.

After a long time of infusion, the hand with the needle will become cold and uncomfortable.

Shen Heqiu was a little afraid of the cold, Yi Sheng was afraid that he would be hurt by the cold, so he simply rubbed Shen Heqiu's right hand that was on the drip, and half-wrapped it in his palm to cover it.

Yi Sheng gently kneaded Shen Heqiu's phalanx. Shen Heqiu's hands were beautiful, with a slender and smooth skeleton, a light pink on the nails, and greenish-white fingertips that were tender and raw, which should be used to fiddle with musical instruments.

Shen Heqiu let Yi Cheng play with his hands, and just kept staring at Yi Cheng until Yi Cheng noticed Shen Heqiu's eyes, and Li consulted, "What's wrong?"

"...Sugar." Shen Heqiu pursed his lower lip and said, sounding aggrieved, his amber eyes were slightly damp and watery.

He remembered that the person in front of him was still holding his candy, and he felt lost and wronged when the other party didn't take it out for a long time.

sugar?Yi Cheng was stunned for a moment before realizing that what Shen Heqiu should be talking about was the candy he took from the nurse.

He was a little dumbfounded, he was so burned that he was confused, how could he still remember Tang clearly.

Yi Cheng took out the candy that was in his pocket, tore off the packaging bag and grabbed it.

The candy is orange fudge, with a sweet orange flavor, and covered with a layer of icing sugar, which is very suitable for the sweet taste of Shen and Qiu's children.

Yi Sheng put the candy to Shen Heqiu's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Both Shen and Qiu's eyes seemed to light up. He lowered his head and took the sugar into his mouth. He licked Yi Sheng's fingertips with his lips and tongue, as if he wanted to sweep away a little of the icing on it.

Yi Cheng paused for a second because of that light and quick lick, and the reason in his mind buzzed as if it was about to explode.

He raised his throat lightly, almost unable to restrain the impulse in his heart.

Yi Cheng closed his eyes, and finally just rubbed Shen Shen and Qiu's fingertips in revenge.

The kid is still sick.He breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Shen Heqiu biting the jelly candy, their cheeks slightly puffed up childishly, Qiao Yiwei

It's really... Sooner or later, he will be teased out.

Shen Heqiu chewed the fudge slowly, until the sweetness faded in his mouth, and then reluctantly ate it, and finally stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips, like an aftertaste.

He turned his head to look at Yi Sheng, and asked eagerly, "Is there any more?"

Yi Sheng laughed and said, "It's gone." He asked Shen Heqiu to check it to make sure there was really no more sugar.

Shen Heqiu was disappointed: "Oh..." He drooped his slender and curled eyelashes, like a little hamster who was disappointed because he didn't get food, it was pitiful.

Yi Cheng stretched out his hand, itching to pinch Shen Heqiu's face, seeing the redness and swelling on his left cheek, he just stroked his right cheek.

"When you get better, there will be not only sugar, but also cake." Yi Sheng coaxed him.

Shen Heqiu gave a soft "hmm", narrowed his eyes sleepily, and slid down from the head of the bed he was leaning on drowsily.

He let out a breath, feeling that he might spit out fire, and his drowsiness became more and more intense.

"Sleep when you're sleepy." Yi Sheng said softly.

When Shen Heqiu heard the reassuring voice, his heart suddenly relaxed, he closed his eyes in peace, lay down on the soft bed, and retreated.

Yi Sheng helped him wrap up the quilt, and specially tucked the quilt up a little tighter to prevent him from catching a cold and making his condition worse.

Shen Heqiu had a high fever, and it was okay when they were not wrapped in a quilt, but once they were wrapped in a quilt, the heat from their bodies had nowhere to go, and they tried their best to lift the quilt directly in their sleep

Yi Cheng struggled back and forth with him for several rounds, sweating all over himself, and finally let Shen and Qiu obediently cover themselves with the quilt.

However, because Shen Heqiu's high fever also needs to dissipate heat, Yi Sheng finally backed down a step and didn't directly wrap Shen Heqiu into a small spring roll.

High fever not only consumes human physical strength, but also consumes water in the human body.

Shen Heqiu's face was flushed, but his lips were very chapped and pale. His little face was sunken in the soft pillow, as if he had lost a lot of weight all of a sudden.

Yi Sheng asked the nurse for a cotton swab, and moistened Shen and Qiu's pale and dry lips with water.

Probably because of the burning pain, Shen Heqiu didn't sleep well. Although they didn't wake up, they whispered sleepily, their brows were furrowed, and their breathing was still very short.

Yi Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead for him, and sighed.

Get well soon.

The IV has been on for a while, and Yi Sheng took Shen and Qiu's temperature with his body temperature.

39 degrees.

The body temperature is still very high, and it is good if it has a downward trend.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Yi Sheng took it out and looked at it, it was Lin Chengjun calling.

He was afraid that answering here would affect Shen Heqiu's rest, so he asked the nurse in charge, Yichu, to walk out of the ward and answer the phone.

"Hey."

"Brother, where have you been strolling? Are you still getting the gift?" Lin Chengjun yelled on the phone.

Yi Sheng said to let him continue talking with the clerk, he thought that Yi Sheng would stay and talk because of a sudden change, anyway, the clerk's sister is quite pleasing to the eye.

Lin Chengjun waited for a long time but didn't see Yi Sheng come back. It just so happened that there were customers in the store again. The clerk's younger sister Yan Yang legf wrote about other customers in need, so he was left alone in the same place, waiting so that people almost took root in the same place. up.

Yi Sheng stood in the corridor outside the ward: "Store the gifts there first, I'm in the hospital."

"Hospital?" Lin Chengjun was terrified, "Boss Yi, don't you really want to beat anyone up without paying any tax? I hope there will be a day—"

Yi Sheng got a headache from his quarrel, and held his phone far away: "Shut up, it's because He Qiu got injured and has a high fever."

"Ah?" Lin Chengjun paused strangely, "Injured? Fever?"

Yi Sheng could probably guess what was going on in his mind: "...close your trash brain circuit for me."

"Good boss." Lin Chengjun was as good as he was, "So what's going on? Why is your kid suddenly merciless!

Yi Sheng gave a general explanation of what happened, without saying too much, Lin Chengjun could feel his hidden and terrifying anger on the other end of the phone.

After hearing this, Lin Chengjun didn't know how to express his complicated feelings.

He felt that Song Mingyuan was simply tired of his job, and he had stumbled on this last time. It was Yi Sheng who saw Song's face as a partner and gave him a chance, so he didn't continue to make trouble.

In the end, Song Mingyuan felt that his fate was too long, so he sent him to his door. His father, Song Qingli, would probably have to be dragged into the water by him this time.

The Song family is going to be finished.

Lin Chengjun "tsk tsk" twice: "But your kid is very good, the little white rabbit killed the big bad wolf instead?"

It's amazing that this limp-looking cutie still has a day to hit someone.

Yi Cheng turned his head and glanced at the ward, revealing a clam that was completely empty. "

Know how to resist, but also know how to inform him.

Now that his little friend had taken a brave step, he made it a little more perfect.

Song Mingyuan's love can no longer be punished with small punishments and admonishments like last time.After all, he has never been a philanthropist.

"But how did Song Mingyuan know your kid?" Lin Chengjun touched his chin and walked outside the jewelry store.

Yi Sheng frowned slightly: "It should be through working in a coffee shop."

"Coffee shop? It's just that young master who doesn't stick to the sun will actively find a coffee shop and ask to be a clerk?" Lin Chengjun snorted. Get it by any means.”

"As far as I know, although Song Mingyuan usually likes to play, he doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry. His little lovers are almost all obtained from various sensual places, so there has been no big trouble. `. Why did he just fall in love with Shen Heqiu this time?"

"If you don't check it out, there may be something tricky in it. For example, someone deliberately induced Song Mingyuan to focus on Shen Heqiu, and even encouraged him to get him."

Yi Sheng leaned his back against the hospital wall, wanted to smoke a cigarette, but held back.

He said in a low voice, "Then check it out." He wanted to see who was so capable of killing people with borrowed knives.

"Oh, by the way, since the little cutie is sick and hospitalized, let me visit you." Lin Chengjun said with a smile, "It's not too late, it's better to hit the sun some other day, I'll—"

"I just fell asleep, if you dare to come over and make noise, just pretend I didn't mention today's paid leave." Yi Sheng said mercilessly.

Lin Chengjun shed tears of social animals: "...Okay boss, I'm rolling, let me know when the little cutie wakes up, and I'll go to see the doctor—"

Before Lin Chengjun could finish his nonsense, Yi Sheng hung up the phone coldly and decisively.

He was about to kill Kang Na Niu when he was suddenly stopped by someone from behind.

"... Mr. Yi."

Yi Sheng withdrew his hand to push the door, turned around, frowned, and said calmly, "What?"

He also wanted to go back to the ward to see if Shen and Qiu's condition had improved.

Shen Heqiu's attending doctor stood behind Yi Sheng, E Yi Sheng's expression was cold, and he couldn't help showing a trace of caution on his face: "It's about...Mr. Shen's blood test report..."

"What happened to the report?" Yi Sheng said.

The doctor asked hesitantly, "Excuse me...do you have Mr. Shen's past medical records?"

Yi Sheng shook his head: "No, what happened?"

The doctor lowered his head: "It's like this... In order to be safe, we not only did a routine blood test, but also conducted a full range of laboratory tests, including the drug components in the blood. As a result, some abnormalities were detected."

"The inspection report shows that Mr. Shen...is 90.00% likely to be taking antidepressant drugs for a long time."

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