Flower World

He Dianying ran downstairs in a panic, her heart almost stopped beating in fear.His bungalow is very tall, and the height of the second floor is already quite impressive. Besides, there is a hard concrete floor below. Yu Zhiyao fell so heavily, the result can be imagined.

Yu Zhiyao lay unconscious on the ground, no injuries could be seen on her head and face for a while.He Dianying used all his strength to shake him, slap him, and press him repeatedly: "Second Master, Second Master, don't scare me!"

Yu Zhiyao leaned on his arm, her head rolled left and right with his strength, her eyes were tightly closed, and her breath was shallow and weak.

He Dianying untied Yu Zhiyao's tie, and dragged him back into the building.

A call was made to the home of an acquainted doctor, and he told him to come immediately.During the short waiting period, he squatted aside, watching over Yu Zhiyao who was lying on his back on the carpet.

Under the bright light, Yu Zhiyao's forehead and cheekbones began to slowly turn red and ooze blood. It was just that the skin was scratched on the concrete floor, the shirt and vest were opened wide, and a new injury was added to the chest.

He Dianying stared at him silently for a while, then stretched out her hand sadly to touch his body.The palms slid across the firm chest and abdomen, and because the waist was not bound by the belt, it could continue to go deeper.Yu Zhiyao's body was very cold, and the guy underneath was heavy, cold and soft.He Dianying held it in his hand and rubbed it lightly, and came to a conclusion in his mind: "The bird is big, and it looks like a piece of shit."

Indeed, Yu Zhiyao, who was unconscious, stretched out her long arms and legs, and her frame seemed to be a little crooked, looking like a bundle of useless firewood.

He Dianying pulled out her hand, went upstairs and took off Yu Zhiyao's belt, and re-tied the waist of his trousers.Most of the buttons of the shirt have collapsed, and I can only barely fasten a few. I can count as many as I can. Yu Zhiyao has always lived without face, so much so that he wants face more than others.He Dianying saved his face and made him look like a human being as much as possible.

The doctor hurried to the He mansion, and after asking about the cause of Yu Zhiyao's coma, he examined Yu Zhiyao from head to toe, and finally suggested that Boss He send him to the hospital.

He Dianying never went to the hospital, but Yu Zhiyao never woke up. He had no choice but to act according to his words.Yu Zhiyao carried Yu Zhiyao into the car and transported to the hospital with untold hardships. Before he could complete the admission procedures, Yu Zhiyao woke up in front of the doctor.

At this moment, Yu Zhiyao looked a little deformed, because his head and face were swollen badly, and he was sitting beside the bed wrapped in He Dianying's overcoat, which was so tight that he looked even more embarrassed and funny.

In front of the doctor and the nurse, he looked up at He Dianying. Because of the bruised nose and swollen face, he couldn't see his expression: "Where's my driver? Let him come and take me home!"

He Dianying didn't expect him to wake up as soon as he said he woke up, almost at a loss: "The car is right outside, I'll take you home."

Yu Zhiyao stared at him while sticking out her tongue to lick the corner of her mouth.The skin on the corner of the mouth was also scratched, and it was a bit sweet and fishy when licked.

Turning her head and spitting out bloody saliva, Yu Zhiyao said, "No need for you."

He Dianying suddenly realized—maybe Yu Zhiyao wasn't in a coma, he was just pretending all this time!

This thought made him immediately angry.Stepping forward and grabbing Yu Zhiyao's arm, he couldn't help but pull it out: "You don't need it if you say you don't need it? It's not your turn to decide!"

Yu Zhiyao caught off guard and got up with strength and staggered a step. Before his feet could stand still, the tingling pain from his right ankle made him scream and fall down.The doctors and nurses hurried forward, but He Dianying didn't care, and continued to drag Yu Zhiyao. Unexpectedly, after several struggles, Yu Zhiyao suddenly yelled at him: "Little Mint, you are a fucking lunatic!"

He Dianying was stunned by his voice, and then, ignoring other people's obstruction, he pulled his short hair: "Each, each other, what kind of good are you?"

A hospital is a quiet place, especially at night.The ward here is getting more and more noisy, all the doctors on duty rushed over, and even the inpatients opened the door curiously to listen to the news.

He Dianying was used to arrogance, and the doctor's dissuasion and warnings were all farts in his ears-until the police received the report and rushed into the hospital.

He Dianying and Yu Zhiyao, both of them are not easy-going lamps, and the patrols are well-informed, so naturally they will not cause trouble on themselves.Talking about repression and mediation, they acted while appeasing, and secretly called Yu's mansion.

The Yu family immediately sent people to protect the second master. This time, He Dianying really had no choice.

Yu Zhiyao went out in a well-dressed afternoon, but came back in the evening with a completely different face.Du Fangqing was terrified: "Oh, who did you fight with?"

Yu Zhiyao's appearance changed again at this time, needless to say, his face was covered with bruises, and his eyes were also swollen into one big and one small.Helping a servant jump into the living room downstairs, he answered, "Little Mint."

Du Fangqing had suffered from He Dianying, but because she knew that Yu Zhiyao and him were good friends, she still didn't dare to speak nonsense at this moment: "You are such an old man, what can't you say well, do you still do it?"

Yu Zhiyao raised his hand and touched his head, feeling ups and downs: "We are both drunk, it's okay."

Du Fangqing cocked her little finger and squeezed the alcohol cotton ball to wipe Yu Zhiyao's wound. She inhaled while wiping, paining Yu Zhiyao.

The mute came after hearing the news and yelled at Yu Zhiyao.Yu Zhiyao waved his hand at him, and said in a flat tone, "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Mint and I got into a fight after drinking, and I never hit him."

After saying this, he looked around at the people in front of him, and let out a long breath at the same time.

The tense nerves relaxed, he shivered, and began to feel tired and cold.

Yu Zhiyao went back to the room and went to bed, lay down and fell asleep.

The dream was upside down, Yu Chaozheng was leaning beside him, with one hand wrapped around his neck.He opened his eyes wide to look at Yu Chaozheng, Yu Chaozheng looked at him expressionlessly.

His fingers pinched his throat, and he retracted and released it lightly and heavily. He opened his mouth slightly, always half-suffocated.He realized he was dreaming and tried to wake up, but couldn't.After suffering for a long time, he gradually calmed down and didn't want to wake up again.

He really saw every wrinkle on the other person's face clearly, and saw clearly the short gray hair on the other side's temples.Their father and son are similar in appearance, Yu Chaozheng was handsome when he was young, but he is also a decent old man when he is old, and he is the ugliest towards Yu Zhiyao.

It was rare for Yu Zhiyao to be so close to him, but she didn't feel his body temperature and breathing, so she thought to herself, "I'm really dead, I've become a ghost."

Instead, his mood calmed down, and he felt that it was still so good.

Yu Zhiyao slept until noon the next day before waking up.

At this time, his whole body was already burning hot like coals, and his throat was so swollen that he couldn't even swallow his saliva.The head and face recovered somewhat, but the sprained right ankle was translucent and turned into a steamed bun.

Du Fangqing held a handkerchief and sat by the bed wiping her tears. Because her heart was always hanging, she didn't care to wash up in the morning, and her face was pale and bloodless.The mute carefully brought a bowl of soup and medicine into the door, and he quickly got up to take it; the mute freed his hand, walked to the bed, and helped Yu Zhiyao up with great strength.

With tears in her eyes, Du Fangqing fed Yu Zhiyao a bowl of decoction.Every time Yu Zhiyao swallowed, it felt like she had swallowed a blade, but there was nothing she could do.I must have suffered from a cold last night. After drinking the soup and medicine to dispel the cold, I must be fine.

At the same time, He Dianying was sitting at home sighing.

He was too impulsive last night, and now he almost regrets it—why did he act like a bully?Is there no other way besides using strength?

There are many ways, but he just took the most stupid way, and he still hasn't succeeded.Impulsive, still impulsive, He Dianying raised her hand and slapped herself, which was clear and loud, so that she could remember it long.How can people who do great things always have a hot head?Eat a pit to gain wisdom, while you are still young, you must correct and improve.

He gave himself a hard lesson in his heart, and then his thoughts turned to Yu Zhiyao.

In fact, it's nothing to tear the skin off, it seems like it will happen sooner or later, but he still feels uncomfortable when it comes to an end.His emotions and anger were all in his face, and this was still not the work of a big shot. He suddenly wanted to apologize to Yu Zhiyao in person - it was good to be able to maintain the superficial friendship.

He Dianying sighed and sat at home for a whole day.He was a little afraid to see Yu Zhiyao, and felt guilty.It would be even worse if Yu Zhiyao kicked him out after entering the door.what should I do?He scratched his hair like a chicken coop, unable to think of a best-of-both-worlds idea.