Today's Shura field is also very lively

The man leaning in front of the hospital bed raised his head slowly, looked at Liang Zhi with a little blankness and repeated: "For Qin Heng?"

In his hospital, spending his money on other wild men?

Liang Zhi nodded hesitantly, and whispered: "Yes."

Yan Huan stared blankly at Liang Zhi, and murmured for a while: "Forget about Qin Shao."

"I can bear the little boy."

"What is Qin Heng?"

Who doesn't know that the young master of the Qin family, Qin Heng, is more famous than Qin Shao. As the most beloved youngest son of the Qin family, Qin Heng has always been wanton and flirtatious.

The most talked about is Qin Heng's romantic deeds. Everyone knows that Qin Heng likes a person and can spoil that person so much that he can go to heaven, but once he loses interest, he can turn his head without turning his head. just leave.

And so far, there is no one that Qin Heng can't catch up with.

Qin Heng appeared next to Chen Xi, and he didn't need to use his brain to think what Qin Heng was rushing for.

Yan Huan looked at Liang Zhi, gritted his teeth and said, "Go get the wheelchair."

Liang Zhi was taken aback, he hurriedly said: "The doctor said you should pay more attention to rest."

Take a break.

Everyone chased after him.

What rank is Qin Heng?If he really chases after Chen Qi and coaxes Chen Qi to find things, north and south, where is he going to cry?

Yan Huan raised her eyes and glanced coldly at Liang Zhi and said, "Hurry up."

Liang Zhi was a little numb, he sighed deeply, turned around and went to find a wheelchair for Mr. Yan.

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A black-haired young man sat on a bench outside the clinic on the third floor.

The young man's face was pale, his lips were pale, gauze was tied on his forehead, and he turned his head slightly to stare at the door of the consulting room.

The light in the corridor is bright, the eyelashes of the young man who tilted his head slightly are drooping, casting a light shadow on the eyelids, and the black hair on the forehead is softly laid on the white gauze.

Even though he was wearing a soft and comfortable hospital gown, his thin back was straight, his fingers were resting on his knees, and his whole body was pale and fragile.

The man in the dim part of the long corridor was sitting in a wheelchair, with his hands on his knees, silently looking at the young man in a hospital gown sitting on a bench.

The man in the wheelchair was a little dazed, as if he remembered the snowy winter day in his previous life.

In that remote dilapidated hospital, the young man was also like this, his face was pale, his back was thin and thin, he sat quietly on the bench and watched the crowd coming and going in the hospital.

Day after day, quietly waiting for the arrival of death in the long winter.

No lover, no friends, no relatives.

Always alone.

The phalanges of the man in the wheelchair on the handle of the wheelchair turned white, and the surging emotions in his chest almost made him suffocate.

He told himself over and over again, to suppress, to suppress.

Youth cannot be frightened.

The man in the dark corner of the promenade took a deep breath, suppressing the breath in his body, like the stormy waves under the calm sea, his hands were pressed on the armrests of the wheelchair, his fingertips turned white, and he even felt a little convulsive.

The door of the consulting room was lazily pushed open by a man. The man frowned slightly and covered his cheeks, looking quite depressed.

The man walked to the bench, sat down, leaned his elbows on his long legs, and said something to the young man beside him with an expression of grievance.

Chen Qi on the bench turned his head to look at Qin Heng beside him, carefully stretched out his fingertips, and lightly touched Qin Heng's cheek.

Qin Heng only felt that the young man's fingertips were cold. The distance between the two of them was very close. He could see the small mole on the tip of the young man's nose and the soft black hair hanging on the brow bone.

Chen Qi frowned and looked at him seriously, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he bent his eyes and coaxed him a little: "I'll go back and cook porridge for the senior."

With a smile in his peach blossom eyes, Qin Heng propped his elbows on his knees, and said with a lazily drawn out voice, "Senior wants to drink eight-treasure porridge."

Chen Qi thought for a while, and said seriously: "Eight-treasure porridge is too sweet to drink, change it."

Qin Heng lowered his head slightly, raised his hand to hold the fingertips that the young man put on his face, and said with a smile in his voice: "I'm lying to you, you are in the hospital these few days, tell the senior what you want to eat."

"The senior is ready and will send it to you."

Before Chen Qi could answer, an abrupt and indifferent voice came over.

"Mr. Qin, don't worry about it."

"The Yan family can still afford a few meals."

The two turned their heads to look behind at the same time, and found that Liang Zhi was pushing the wheelchair and stopped in front of them at some point.

The man in the wheelchair had his hands crossed in front of his stomach, his face was cold, and his eyebrows and eyes were fierce.The sense of oppression around him was no longer as compelling as before, but suppressed, as if it was the suppressed calm under the turbulent waves.

Behind him, Liang Zhi stood behind the wheelchair, smiled politely at Qin Hengbin and said, "Young Master Qin, we will naturally take care of Mr. Chen."

"You can rest assured."

Qin Heng raised his head, looked at the man in the wheelchair, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

The man in front of him was pale, sitting in a wheelchair with a sickly look, which was the complete opposite of his usual hostile and rebellious appearance.

It looked like he had suffered some serious injuries.

Chen Qi looked at Yan Huan who was sitting in the wheelchair, it seemed that he didn't expect the young couple to mess up so badly that they lost their legs.

Yan Huan raised her eyes slightly, her dark eyes were like the deep sea, staring closely at Chen Qi in front of him.

Yan Huan's eyes were extremely aggressive and menacing, as if she wanted to stare at people everywhere, wanting to strip off all the camouflage of the person in front of her.

He desperately wanted to find a few clues that could convince him that "Chen Qi is also reborn".

It seems like a traveler who is about to die of thirst in the desert, desperately longing for a life-saving water source.

But the eyes of the young man in front of him were calm, there was no fluctuation in looking at him, only alienation and indifference, as if he was really treating an unpleasant stranger.

Yan Huan's throat moved, his eyes darkened, and his crossed fingers gradually tightened. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Mr. Chen... was implicated by me."

"Of course I have the obligation to take good care of Mr. Chen."

After all, the man in the wheelchair coughed lowly, raised his hand and gently covered his mouth, revealing the back of his hand with several scars.

It was scratched by the blasted glass yesterday.

The doctor wanted to give me some medicine, but he refused to let me.

This will reveal a bit hideous.

Yan Huan raised her head, seemed to be apologetic, looked at the young man in front of her and said hoarsely: "Mr. Chen was hurt because of my personal grievances."

"I'm so sorry."

A sarcastic smile curled up on the corner of Qin Heng's mouth, and he said flatly, "So that's why you didn't discharge Chen Qi from the hospital?"

"Forcibly keeping people in the hospital?"

Yan Huan frowned lightly, and coughed violently in a low voice. Liang Zhi behind him immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Qin misunderstood, Mr. Chen's injury is still not healed."

"We are also worried that he will be discharged from the hospital."

Yan Huan coughed lowly, while looking up at the young man, her face was pale and she looked haggard.

Liang Zhi immediately patted the afraid man on the back lightly, with a little pain in his voice, he seemed to lower his voice on purpose and said: "Second Master, you must have been injured too badly yesterday to save Young Master Chen."

Chen Qi lowered his voice but could still hear every word: "..."

Liang Zhi was heartbroken and said sadly: "The doctor said that if it is delayed, no one knows what the consequences will be."

Yan Huan tilted her head slightly, covered her mouth lightly, and said hoarsely and tiredly: "Okay, I was the one who got Mr. Chen involved."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Chen Qi with a pale and lonely face.

Qin Heng's eyes are subtle, he has been in love for so long, and he has a keen sense of strangeness.He squinted his eyes and watched the wheelchair-injured man staring at Chen Qi right in front of him, something flashed through his mind quickly.

As if he had figured out some joints, Qin Heng immediately frowned, and made a slight "hissing" sound, which seemed to be in pain.

Sure enough, Chen Qi immediately turned to look at him, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Qin Heng frowned, covered his cheeks, and said hoarsely, "It seems to hurt again."

Chen Qi coaxed immediately: "Be patient, the pain will stop soon."

Yan Huan coughed hard for more than ten minutes, almost coughing up her lungs: "..."

The author has something to say: Yangou: I am very weak

Qin Heng: Coincidentally, I am too (who doesn’t have a disease yet)

感谢在2021-03-0922:30:46~2021-03-1023:25:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Qingyan 5; yellow, the world's most beautiful girl, Qi Yong, Zhimeng Jinhuan 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：姜樚、相思枝头12瓶；猫女王大人10瓶；暴君5瓶；萌萌哒、。、庄台其人2瓶；亓颙、凤四、澄欣橙意、桃桃、喂，你压到我喵毛啦！、我上天了！、厌清1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!