Today's Shura field is also very lively

The nurse who came out of Chen Qi's ward knocked on the door of the man's ward cautiously, but the man said without raising his head, "Come in."

The nurse walked to the hospital bed and said helplessly, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Chen still doesn't eat."

When it was meal time earlier, the nurse had entered Chen Qi's ward and told him softly that it was time to eat, but the young man sitting in front of the drawing board held a paintbrush in his hand without blinking, as if the whole person was immersed in his own in the world.

The nurse didn't dare to disturb, so she could only follow Yan Huan's instructions, wait until the young man's paint was almost gone, and when he stopped painting, he cautiously went in to ask the young man to eat.

Unexpectedly, the young man exuded an aura of not wanting to eat, and sat in front of the drawing board with his lips pursed, completely depressed.

The nurse had no choice but to come to Yan Huan. After all, Liang Zhiqian told him to take good care of that young man.

When Yan Huan heard a certain name, his hands paused in the digging of paint, and he raised his head with an unpredictable look on his face.

The nurse in front of him was eagerly waiting for Yan Huan to say something so that the young man could have a peaceful meal.

After all, her current job is to take good care of the young people, so that the young people can eat well, sleep well and feel good.

Who knew that the man sitting on the head of the hospital bed had an unpredictable expression on his face and didn't make a sound.

Who dares to persuade Chen Qi, who is drawing well, to go to dinner?

Anyway, Yan Huan didn't dare at all.

In his previous life, he was young and frivolous, and he didn't know his life or death, he insisted on asking Chen Qi to come out of the studio to have dinner with him one night.

That night, he sat on the sofa with his legs raised, and said to Liang Zhi with an unfriendly expression: "He has been drawing for a few days!"

"You count how many days he hasn't eaten with me?"

After that, he thought for a while and counted, and raised his head in disbelief while counting: "Three days!"

Yan Huan gritted her teeth and said, "Just because of that broken painting, I haven't eaten with me for three days!"

He also said that he loves him, obviously he loves that pile of broken paint!

The time of eating and sleeping is always upside down. I am already malnourished, and my small body seems to be about to collapse when the wind blows.

Liang Zhi silently looked at the man who was so angry that he tore off his tie, and said fiercely that he would take the little painter out of the studio and teach him a lesson.

As a result, when Liang Zhi brought the man from the studio to the hall, he saw the man immediately quiet down.

Chen Qi frowned slightly, with a dazed expression, as if he was immersed in the painting, and his whole body exuded a low air pressure.

Yan Huan didn't know how to live or die at that time, she raised her legs on the small coffee table in front of her, and said to the young man expressionlessly, "Come here."

Then Chen Qi passed by.

Ten minutes later, the man coaxed the red-eyed young man in a hurry, and said through gritted teeth, "Can I take you back?"

The young man in front of him only had red eyes, shook his head, lowered his head and said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't make the second master angry."

The man snorted coldly, and was satisfied when he saw the young man sitting on the table obediently eating, but he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at that time.

Until that night, Yan Huan watched in disbelief as his little artist hugged the quilt and Anshun was sleeping in the far right corner of the big bed, separated from him by a clear line in the middle.

Not only that, Chen Xi's sleeping position was still with his back to his body, leaving only the back of Yan Huan's head, and he fell asleep peacefully.

It is no exaggeration to say that Liang Zhi can be filled in the space left in the middle.

And for the first time, Chen Qi didn't close his eyes before going to bed, and waited for his good night kiss with corners of his mouth curled up, nor did he quietly flip through the painting album in his arms, nor did he accompany him to deal with official business.

In the long night, only the back of a good-looking head was facing him.

Yan Huan, who can't afford to lose her face: ...

Thinking of this, the man on the hospital bed raised his eyes and glanced at the nurse, calmly pretending that the matter had nothing to do with him, and said, "Go find Liang Zhi."

This kind of youthful and frivolous thing, just leave it to Liang Zhi to do it.

The nurse was stunned, then nodded, and hurried to find Liang Zhi.

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Chen Qi sat silently in front of the drawing board, staring blankly at his unfinished painting.

The nurse next to him said cautiously and softly: "Mr. Chen, we are not lying, the paint will be delivered after you have eaten."

The young man's bent cuffs were stained with some paint, and his pale face was a little wary. He sat on a chair and looked at the nurse.

The nurse smiled sincerely and faced the young man. Seeing that the young man still had no reaction, she remembered what Liang Zhi said, hesitated for a while, and then said cautiously: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Liang said, if you don't eat, Mr. Yan will Come and find you in person."

Chen Qi: "..."

He immediately stood up and said calmly, "Where are you going to eat?"

Don't ask, if you ask, you are under the eaves and you have to bow your head.

The nurse smiled slightly, turned sideways and said, "It's ready for Mr. Chen."

A set of tables and chairs for dining was placed in the ward. Chen Qi washed his hands, walked in and opened the chair, and looked at the dishes on the table with a slight frown.

When Chen Qi saw the clear soup, his heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but the nurse said softly to him: "Mr. Chen, you have to drink the soup first."

"According to the examination, you are somewhat malnourished. Appropriate food supplements will help your body."

Chen Qi: "..."

The system whispered: "People have to bow their heads under the eaves, bear with it."

Chen Xi gritted his teeth, and ate the meal almost with black eyes.

After the meal, the young man's pale face became a little more smoky, he raised his head and hesitated to the nurse, "Well, when will the paint arrive?"

The nurse cleaned up the dishes and said with a smile, "You need to rest first."

Chen Qi was a little disappointed when he heard the words, he turned his head to look at the unfinished picture, and nodded lazily.

The nurse looked at the young man and felt a little soft-hearted. The boy in front of him didn't look very old, he should be a student.

The boy looks good-looking, exuding a clear and bright cleanliness, his eyes are like a quiet lake, he wears a thin hospital gown, and he sits quietly on the bedside when he wakes up.

Only on the easel in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the boy holding the paintbrush seemed to be softened, and his focused appearance seemed to catch people's attention.

The nurse sighed a little, even if she saw the young man's painting for a whole day in the ward, she probably wouldn't be bored.

Thinking of this, the nurse couldn't help but smiled at the young man and said, "If possible, I can ask for you."

Hearing this, Chen Qi's eyes fell on the nurse, and he seemed a little embarrassed, and nodded slightly.

Two hours later, Chen Qi, who had taken the medicine and took a bath, leaned on the hospital bed and felt drowsy. Once he stopped painting, he was particularly prone to sleepiness.

Not to mention that he took medicine and took a hot bath, and he was leaning on the bed and his eyelids were fighting fiercely.

Chen Qi tried his best to prop up his eyelids, looking at his unfinished painting from a distance, muttering in his heart that he would wait for new paint to arrive, but gradually, he couldn't help closing his eyes and fell asleep.

A few minutes later, the nurse who was rounding the ward came in quietly and came to the bed. Seeing the young man closing his eyes and falling asleep, he turned off the light, leaving only a dim light, and walked out of the ward lightly.

The whole ward was quiet, except for the slight sound of the central air conditioner running.

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In Yanhuan's ward, the man pressed his brows wearily, closed the computer in front of him, and whispered a few words to Liang Zhi, all of which were about the company's long-standing and difficult problems.

Liang Zhi respectfully replied yes, and keenly discovered that Yan Huan had almost hit the nail on the head where something went wrong. He was very excited and could hardly hold back his boiling blood.

If this continues, Yan Huan will definitely become the best Patriarch of the Yan family, and the Yan family will definitely be able to regain its glory in this overturned era.

Liang Zhi's lifelong wish will surely come true!

Liang Zhi suppressed his trembling voice, and was just about to mention the project of opening up foreign markets to Yan Huan with enthusiasm, but he saw the man carefully stacking paint boxes one by one and putting them away neatly.

Liang Zhi was full of ambitions, and excitedly said to Yan Huan: "Second Lord, let me send you there!"

There is no need to bother Yan Huan's precious time with such trivial matters. If Yan Huan spends her time and energy on the Yan family's business, why worry about the Yan family's unhappiness!

The man raised his head with an unfriendly expression, looked at Liang Zhi and frowned slightly, saying vigilantly, "Whatever to grab, it's not your turn."

Liang Zhi: "..."

Yan Huan looked at the neatly stacked paint box with satisfaction. He reckoned that according to Chen Xi's habit in his previous life, Chen Xi had already fallen asleep by now, so he happily said to Liang Zhi, "Push me over there."

He had been sitting in a wheelchair when he was dealing with official duties, thinking that he would be able to see his little painter soon after finishing the official duties, so he even took a few quick bites of dinner before putting it down.

Liang Zhi had a mouthful of old blood in his heart, he looked at Yan Huan hesitantly, and finally pushed Yan Huan out of the ward door and into Chen Qi's ward.

The man in the wheelchair was holding a large box of paint, and raised his head slightly, as if he knew who he was going to meet. The man's unruly eyebrows were somewhat soft, and his bland lips were slightly curved.

The wheelchair drove quietly through the long corridor, and stopped in front of the door of a ward. Liang Zhi gently unscrewed the door, and wanted to push the wheelchair in, but unexpectedly the man raised his hand slightly, signaling him to stop.

Liang Zhi paused, then stepped back respectfully and waited outside the door of the ward.

Yan Huan put the paint box on her lap, turned the wheelchair, and drove into the quiet ward.

There was only soft light on in the ward, and the young man on the bed fell asleep with his eyes closed, breathing shallowly, and the soft hair on his forehead was scattered, revealing the white gauze.

The young man turned sideways, his face facing the unfinished painting in front of the French window not far away, it seemed that he struggled a little before falling asleep, held on for a long time, but couldn't help but fell asleep.

Yan Huan turned the wheelchair to the bedside, stretched out her fingertips and gently touched the gauze on the young man's forehead.

The hand covered with scars was soaked in paint, and after washing it became hot and slightly red, which set off the young man's face, which was a little hideous.

Under the dim light, the young man breathed shallowly, and the man said softly, "It's not that I don't want to draw for you."

"Always draw and paint, neither eat nor sleep."

The sleeping young man seemed to have heard something, wrinkled his nose slightly, and turned over slightly.

Holding the paint, the man murmured, "Look, look, you're angry again."

The author has something to say: Liang Zhi (impassioned): The Yan family must grow!Be stronger!Do brilliant!

Yangou (aggrieved): Wait for me, my wife, there are a lot of broken things in the company~

感谢在2021-03-1323:14:48~2021-03-1422:51:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 3 for dementia, Yao; 1 for yourdie;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Qu Mi Jun Gu, Long Que_longque, and Ji Xi;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：sunny20瓶；卢克莉希亚·波吉亚19瓶；阿斯11瓶；凉薄-10瓶；396982055瓶；果酱、馨崽爱索隆、阿青青青青3瓶；青山如有思、492185592瓶；夏花花、烤鸭真香～、妖狐、大福吃你家肉了、徐贝贝1瓶；

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