Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

"Xiao Ning..." Lin Hanzhi gently hugged Zhang Ning's thin shoulders, "Ah Feng has already contacted the best experts in this field..." I can't continue with the next words, the liver cancer is in the advanced stage, and it has spread to other places Organs, in this case, even the best doctor can only make the patient last for a while.

"Well, I can't let Mom see it." Zhang Ning nodded vigorously with red eye circles, and grinned uglier than crying.

"How can you not see it like this!" Lin Hanzhi took the medicine in Zhang Ning's hand, let him relax outside for a while, opened the door and walked in.

Murong Feng was sitting outside the ward, he knew the result would not be too good, he followed because he was afraid that Lin Hanzhi would be sad after hearing the diagnosis, now he found that Lin Hanzhi was very calm, after going in for a few minutes, it was reported that he was chatting with Zhang Rulan in the room The voice was gentle, with a little smile, and I couldn't feel anything strange.

He didn't like to be in this kind of occasion, so he was going back to the car to wait for someone.

After walking two steps, I saw Zhang Ning sitting at the door of the ward, holding the diagnosis in his hand in a daze, and then stopped suddenly.

"If you want Zhang Rulan to pass this period of time well, you should be careful with yourself. Ouhaiya's wife is not easy to mess with. If there is trouble, don't let Lin Hanzhi end it for you."

After speaking, he left with a blank face.

He was a bystander, and he knew what was going on just by looking at Zhang Ning's walking posture. It was already the utmost benevolence to remind him when the sheep was away.

Zhang Ning raised his head in surprise, his face and neck turned red quickly, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to defend himself, but he could only see the back of Murong Feng striding away.

"Sorry for making you wait so long." Lin Hanzhi sat in the car and said to Murong Feng in a warm voice.

Murong Feng looked at his watch, it was only two hours, he thought it would be midnight.

Eyeballs rolled, "It's still early, do you want to go out for dinner?"

"……it is good."

Murong Feng evaluated in his heart and nodded, um, fortunately, his mood is stable.

It wasn't until he got home, took a shower, went to bed, hugged the sheep in his arms, and was about to go to sleep, that Young Master Murong realized that something was wrong with the sheep—him.

The person who usually touches the pillow touches his body and ignites fires everywhere after lying down for half an hour...

"Aren't you going to get up early tomorrow? If you touch it again, you will be at your own peril!" Murong Feng stretched out his long legs and clamped the opponent's leg. .

"...Well, what we want is the consequences." Comrade Sheep devoted himself to fanning the flames, the only moving head leaned over, stretched his neck and lightly bit the opponent's Adam's apple.

Murong Feng's anger was hooked out at once, and he pressed him into his arms and kissed him vigorously, but in the end he stopped.

"Do you think it's so worthless if you want to do it? Don't do it! Hungry!"

Seeing that the sheep didn't respond, he moved his head closer and put his face against his face: "Tell me, what kind of reflex are you doing? Can't sleep?"

Lin Hanzhi let the other party gently kiss his face comfortingly, and closed his eyes, "Ah Feng, I feel bad."

"...What's wrong with you!" Murong Feng was worried, "I've found someone to form a team of experts, and I'll have another consultation tomorrow to determine the treatment plan. If the effect is not satisfactory, I will send her abroad for treatment."

Lin Hanzhi struggled resolutely in the bed, in exchange for the freedom of one arm, and then put his arms around Murongfeng: "Thank you."

"Cut! I'm doing things for you, and then you thank me for that woman?" Murong said with his nostrils upturned, and after thinking about it, he said: "For the sake of your promise, I don't care about it." Yes, but don’t say it again.”

"Well, let's not talk about it, but Ah Feng—"

"What?"

"...Why do you like me so much?" In the darkness, Lin Hanzhi buried his head halfway on the other's shoulder, his voice was soft and hoarse that is unique to the night.

"I don't like you at all!" In the darkness, Young Master Murong suddenly felt hot from his face to his neck, "It's obvious that you posted it yourself, don't be too sentimental!"

"Well, you don't like me, Afeng?"

"What are you doing!" The young master said in a nasty voice, and he felt uncomfortable when he heard the other party repeating his own words.

"I just want to ask, why do you like me?"

"...Sleep!" Murong Feng viciously grabbed the quilt and covered the opponent's head viciously.

The sheep once again struggled firmly to show its head, "It's not that you can't accept women, I don't even have a breast, why do you like me?"

How could this person be more difficult to deal with being blocked than drinking too much!

The eldest young master had a dark face, wanted to coax but didn't know what to say, and muttered: "I have breasts myself, so you don't have to!"

After speaking, even I was embarrassed there, and I didn't move for a long time.

"...Hehe," the sheep was happy, stretched out his finger and tapped his breast sheep lightly, "Okay, Afeng, remember to breastfeed the baby after that!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Feng made Lin Hanzhi's arm on the pillow numb and unconscious.

So he leaned closer, stuck the sheep's face, and kissed bit by bit, bit by bit, even he didn't realize how careful he was.

It's like touching a piece of porcelain that is easily broken.

He finally thought of what the sheep had been lacking all the time, he seemed to be at ease all the time, and there was nothing that could make him sad.

It's like a meek person who has no sense of pain, who can tolerate everything and doesn't care about anything, he will also feel uncomfortable.

But in fact, he is just pretending, as long as he doesn't want to show it, no one can tell, he feels uncomfortable, has no way to vent, and can't sleep because of tossing and turning.

Hold out a finger.

stamp!

"Smelly sheep! I'm here!"

The sleeping person was like soft dough, snuggling snugly in his arms, showing no reaction to being alarmed at all.

He gathered the quilt very smoothly and carefully, and hugged the person firmly in his arms.

sleep!

Young Master Murong sleeps late and wakes up early with an automatic morning call function. His biological clock is comparable to that of an old woman who has served others for many years. He will definitely open his eyes at [-]:[-] when it starts at [-]:[-].

He seemed to have been disabled, and the arm that was pillowed by Lin Hanzhi was as if it was not his own, and he was unconscious.

But he knew that the other party would not be woken up, but he subconsciously didn't want to move.

Lin Hanzhi almost maintained the sleeping position, with his face lightly pressed against his collarbone, a long and thin eyeliner was drawn out of his closed eyes, and the tip of his eyelashes glistened in the morning sun. The person who blows the gentle breath once and for all is itchy in the heart.

Mr. Murong watched for 10 minutes, then gently pushed: "Sheep, get up."

"..."

"Sheep, it's five o'clock."

"..."

"Pig! It's time!"

"..."

So Lin Hanzhi was finally woken up in an extremely eclectic way by the big alarm clock with the morning call function.

- First Young Master Murong pinched the other's nose with one hand and kissed him deeply.

"Uh—didn't brush my teeth—uh—Ah Feng...suffocated me to death..."

"woke up?"

"Yeah." Lin Hanzhi yawned, got out of bed with tears in his eyes, entered the bathroom and couldn't see clearly, but bumped his head against the door frame, covered his head and took two steps back, looked at the door frame, and then walked again - bumped into it again.

Those two bumps against Young Master Murong grinned, frowning and cursing inwardly: Keep you up at night!It's such a bad virtue to wake up!