minister under clothes

Wang Zijin in New York is naturally not as comfortable as in Paris.

Not only was it inconvenient to take care of the family business, Yan Tou deliberately suppressed it a lot, and he seemed to be watched day and night, and there was a thrilling attack once, which made him feel that his safety was threatened.

But these, in front of his obsession that is almost becoming a demon, become worthless.

Lu Qingyi, Lu Qingyi.

It was in vain that he had cherished this person so much for so many years, that he would be abandoned as soon as he said he would abandon him, and he couldn't help but become a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh, as if that useless second-generation ancestor Yan Tou was so amazing.

Every time he thinks of it, Wang Zijin becomes very angry.

Fortunately, he is deep in the city, at least the expression on his face is always calm.

"Master, it's surgery at nine o'clock in the morning." Lola, who was working for him again, came to report during breakfast.

Wang Zijin put down the fragrant coffee and raised Bitu's eyes: "Is everything arranged?"

Lola nodded: "Nothing goes wrong."

Wang Zijin smiled and began to eat seriously again.

After all, his eyes were a little urgent, but he wanted to gather more strength to ask Lu Qingyi: Do you regret not wanting me in the end?

The operating room was filled with an indescribable atmosphere.

Although Yan Tou said to accompany him, how could he be determined to see Lu Qingyi suffer bloody with his own eyes, so he only held his hand before anesthesia and said a few words of comfort.

Lu Qingyi finally opened his eyes and smiled lightly.

Probably life and death, and now he is lying on the operating table again, it really can make people let go of a lot of entanglements, he suddenly no longer wants to force Yan Tou and himself to be depressed because of hatred, and he no longer wants to be able to solve Yan Tou quickly, accurately and ruthlessly. Tou's family hindered him, and he felt some pain. It was his destiny to suffer silently, as long as he could be with Yan Tou well.

This absurd life is originally gray and lonely, and if you don't know how to cherish and shut out the only happiness, you are really a fool.

"Xiao Tou, I love you." Lu Qingyi suddenly said softly before the anesthesia needle pierced his bones.

He thought that he would follow up with sweet words if he had a cheeky face, but he was stunned by the eyes of the doctors and nurses, and then coughed lightly: "Relax, everything will be fine."

After speaking, he consciously hid aside, his ears protruding from the hat and mask turned suspiciously red.

Surgery began soon.

Probably because of the relationship they have cooperated with many times, the medical staff have a good understanding with each other, and there is not much communication with each other, only the crisp sound of hard instruments being bumped in the tray can be heard.

Standing in the corner, Yan Tou watched them surround Lu Qingyi, thinking of the blood that was cut off and then put on the skin, his head started to feel dizzy for some reason.

I really shouldn't have to come in and stare. If I feel unpromising and uncomfortable, wouldn't I be adding to the chaos?

Yan Tou felt more and more weak in his limbs amid regrets, and when he finally couldn't help but want to say something and leave, he heard a loud noise in his ears, it was the nurse who turned around to change the surgical equipment, knocked over the tray, and then knelt on the ground.

At this moment, it was too late to feel something was wrong, Yan Tou didn't say a word, and then passed out.

It is said that a person's fate has been arranged by the heavens before birth. When Lu Qingyi finally woke up from the anesthesia, he really wanted to ask the gods why he made himself so turbulent and restless.

——Because he saw Wang Zijin.

The whole body is no longer a tense operating room, but a gloomy bedroom.

The tone is low, the ceiling is high and the space is empty. In the huge space, only Wang Zijin sat in front of the bed with a sullen face, like a nightmare.

"The operation is over here, don't move around, or the skin won't grow well." Wang Zijin, who had held back the sarcasm and questioning for too long, suddenly turned into concern, because he didn't expect Lu Qingyi's injury to be so serious, When he was sent to him dripping with blood, it was hard to imagine that this was the gorgeous person he used to be.

Lu Qingyi didn't drink water for a long time, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, he just stared at him dully with wide-eyed eyes.

Wang Zijin smiled lightly: "Why, want to find Yan Tou? Don't worry, you will never see him again."

"Why... what..." Lu Qingyi finally managed to make a sound.

Wang Zijin thought carefully, because he was afraid that he would struggle and damage the surgical wound, he had already ordered someone to fix him to the bed, so at this moment, he reached out to caress his cold face unscrupulously: "Look at you, when you are with me She is so flawless, but when she gets offended by Yan Tou, she turns into a man and a ghost, I really don't know how to learn a lesson."

"No, I haven't been with you before..." The only thing Lu Qingyi could do at the moment was to turn his head away in disgust.

Wang Zijin smiled even more happily, as if this could cover up his sadness: "I am really too gentle with you, what do you think you are like in Paris, you think you can go to school easily and easily Become a high-level gallery, respected everywhere, pampered, without any grievances?"

Lu Qingyi remained silent, he always regarded the past few years as hard work, and now is no exception.

"I thought that I could influence you slowly, without destroying your purity, and make you be my person willingly, but I was too wrong." Wang Zijin said, "I won't do it this time, Tsing Yi. Let me control my temper, and I will never spoil you again."

Lu Qingyi knew his character very well, and he didn't want to use the helplessness and fear in his heart to show his weakness. He simply closed his eyes and said, "If you want to insult me, you might as well kill me...I only have him in my heart."

Wang Zijin snorted, got up and said: "You are half dead now, I don't have the same knowledge as you, let's take care of your wounds."

After speaking, he stood up and walked out, his brows were calm, but his fists were clenched tightly.

After all, he made a mistake. Although he successfully transported Lu Qingyi out of the hospital, he failed to take him on a plane to leave New York. Now Yan Tou must be frantically looking for him all over the city.

Lu Qingyi, who was lying on the bed, didn't know about this, he was still very weak, he wanted to drink water, but he couldn't speak, so he could only lie there, feeling the biting oppression and suffering from the incisions on his back and legs.