The villain's self-cultivation

"Are you ready?"

"You talk dead, what difference does it make if I'm not ready?"

Ruan Wan grumbled, walked to Rong Yue's computer, pressed the power button, and inserted the USB flash drive that Ruan Chenjun gave him into the interface, with a look of death on his face, "Come on, remember to notify me when you copy it, it will take ten seconds." Remember to count down, don't be too sudden."

"Got it! Get ready! Start!"

As soon as the system's voice fell, Ruan Wan felt dizzy for a while, her vision went black, and even the characters on the screen seemed to be doubled, flickering from near to far away.

He moaned muffledly, as if his body was being sucked away by something, the strength was passing away bit by bit, and the feeling of emptiness became clearer and clearer.

"Okay? Why do I think I can't wait ten seconds?"

"Wait...wait..." The system is also in a hurry. It exists only to remind Ruan Wan of various situations and matters. Generally, it can't do too many things for him, especially this kind of situation similar to Kaijin. finger thing.

If you want to do it, you can only use energy, and since these energies exist because of Ruan Wan, if you want to use them, you have to draw them from his ability supply. This is undoubtedly very harmful to Ruan Wan in this world.

"Okay! Alright Ruanrou, the countdown is starting, be careful, don't get hurt! Ten..."

Ruan Wan was taken aback by the shock, no, you have to hide the USB drive in a safe place before you faint, and you can't faint in Rong Yue's study, otherwise you will have to rack your brains to make up a reason.

He quickly turned off the computer, got up from the chair, his body shook unexpectedly due to the loss of strength, and he grabbed the corner of the table indiscriminately before he managed to stabilize. At this time, the countdown of the system in his brain had passed two seconds.

Stumbling back to his own room, Ruan Wan suppressed his beating heart and almost flew over, shoving the USB flash drive under the mattress, and with the last of his strength, covered the bed sheet again. Stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

After the system said "...one, the timer is over", he immediately slumped on the edge of the bed, his body slumped to the ground, unconscious.

……

As the sun was setting, Rong Yue listened to the report from the last department and turned on his phone. The WeChat interface displayed the conversation between him and Ruan Wan 10 minutes ago. The child was telling him a story about vampires. In 10/[-], they agreed to tell him the ending when they agreed to contact in [-] minutes.

But Rong Yue guessed the ending, and he wanted to say it out of spite. He could even imagine the child's aggrieved and angry appearance after he guessed the ending, his eyes seemed to be filled with clear water, watching Fresh and cute, no one can resist.

He pursed his lips with a smile, and typed quickly: "The vampire doesn't know that the housekeeper covets the treasure in his body, and while cheating the hunter, he was also killed by the housekeeper. Blood Core, who spent a lot of time studying black magic, revived the vampire a hundred years later, and stayed with him for a lifetime. Is this the end?"

He sent the message over, signed the last document handed over by the secretary, got up and walked out, and ordered as he walked: "Order me a snack from Zhaixin Pavilion, and send it to No. [-] Courtyard in Kangcheng."

"Okay," Zhang Xiao responded, "Do you have any requirements for Mr. Rong's dim sum?"

The implication is that she is asking if there is anything that must be ordered or not ordered. This is similar to what she asked when arranging Rong Yue's meals in the past. Rong Yue is not keen on food, and most of the time he will reply her with "you You can figure it out yourself", but this time...

"Order one of everything."

Zhang Xiao: "???"

Are you serious?That member of the Ruan family is so difficult to raise?

In fact, Ruan Wan is not a picky eater, and eats less. He eats like a cat. Especially after being sick, his mood may be affected a little, and he has no appetite for anything. Rong Yue comforted him on the surface. The kitten was getting thinner and thinner, but he still felt anxious.

There was no response from the phone after 5 minutes, which was the slowest time for Ruan Wan to reply, and none of the previous replies took more than 4 minutes.

Rong Yue frowned and dialed the phone.

"Beep-beep-"

There was no one answering the phone.

His heart skipped a beat, Rong Yue's expression sank, he stopped waiting, hung up the phone immediately, and made a video call with another person. This time, the phone rang once and was connected, and a 30-year-old man appeared on the screen. The muscular man: "Mr. Rong?"

"You go upstairs right now, something may have happened to Ruan Wan at home, don't hang up the phone," his eyes were scarlet, and the veins on his forehead bulged, "Let me watch."

Liang Sheng's heart jumped into his throat immediately: "Yes."

He is the nurse arranged by Rong Yue in advance, but Ruan Wan still has the ability to take care of himself and move freely, Rong Yue can see that the child doesn't want to be in the hospital, and doesn't like having irrelevant people walking back and forth at home, so he doesn't care. Instead of letting Liang Sheng live at home, he bought the apartment downstairs and asked Liang Sheng to wait in it to prevent this from happening today.

Holding his mobile phone, Rong Yue took the elevator down to the parking lot briskly. The driver had already been waiting as instructed, and drove to the apartment as soon as he got in the car.

In the mobile phone video, Liang Sheng went out quickly and went upstairs, pressed the password of the gate of Rongyue's house, and pointed the shooting direction at the opposite side. After entering the door, he quickly looked around the living room, calling Ruan Wan's name, While running into the bedroom.

Rong Yue stared at the screen, his hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

"My God, Mr. Ruan——!"

Liang Sheng on the screen let out an exclamation, and the image flashed past Ruan Wan's motionless body that was fainted on the ground, and Rong Yue's blood froze instantly, like being melted into the shattered ice of the twelfth lunar month. It was so cold that I forgot to breathe.

After the image flashed by, the screen was completely gray and black, probably because Liang Sheng threw his phone on the carpet and went to help someone.

With a hoarse voice, Rong Yue suppressed his emotions and told the driver and Zhang Xiao: "Drive faster, let Dr. Zhuang pass as soon as possible."

"Doctor Zhuang is already on his way and will be there soon."

Then he thought of something again, and said to the gray screen with a trembling voice: "Did he fall and bleed?"

Liang Sheng graduated from a medical school and knew some first aid knowledge. He also brought basic medical supplies with him. He briefly checked Ruan Wan's condition. His pulse, heartbeat and blood pressure were not considered dangerous, so he picked up his phone again: "Mr. Rong, Mr. Ruan has no obvious wounds on his body, but he has a fever. I measured it, and it was 38 degrees five."

The strings in Rong Yue's mind didn't relax at all, his heart was clenched so tight that it was almost broken and bleeding came out: "Okay, Dr. Zhuang and I will be here soon, please take care of him."

"I know."

Twenty or ten minutes later, the car sped into the apartment complex, and Rong Yue returned home anxiously. When he saw the bloodless little person on the bed, his heart hurt as if it had been pierced.

Almost instantly, he hated those endless meetings, endless business reports, and hated himself for attending the meetings.

Knowing that Ruan Wan is not in good health, why did he go out?Why did you let Ruan Wan faint at home alone and unattended?

Do you faint when you have a fever and can't hold it anymore?When did it start burning?An hour since he left?Or half an hour?

He knew that Ruan Wan had always been slow-witted and slow-minded about his physical condition, but he himself was so careless, so what care was there to take care of?What guarantees and promises are you talking about?

"Ruan Ruan, baby... I'm sorry, it's my fault." He bent down, buried his head deeply in Ruan Wan's neck, his shoulders slumped, and hugged him through the quilt.

……

This time, the high fever came quickly and violently. I was given water, antipyretic injections, and medicine, but the fever didn't come down until midnight.

Ruan Wan felt as if his body had been burned dry by a raging fire. He was powerless to resist, and his vitality evaporated. Someone picked him up and kept feeding him water and medicine, but he only felt like a puddle of meat melted on the beach. , hot as fire, soft as mud.

After a while, his body started to get cold again. He kept trembling under the quilt, whimpering in his sleep, his face was wet with tears, and he was carefully and gently wiped clean by a warm hand. A very familiar touch can bring him an infinite sense of security.

"Rong... Yue..."

"I'm here." Rong Yue held his breath, and gently placed a very cherished kiss on Ruan Wan's mouth: "Baby, don't cry, don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore..."

"Rong Yue... don't... be sad..."

The voice of the burnt-out man was thin and soft, so weak that the wind would dissipate it, but when it was blown into Rong Yue's ears, it shattered the softest part of his heart. He showed a distorted expression that was almost crying, but was quickly suppressed by him, hugged Ruan Wan, kissed the porcelain white soft earlobe, and coaxed in a low voice: "Okay, I'm not sad, Sleep well, baby, don't think about me..."

"You hug me... why don't you hug me, I'm so cold..." Ruan Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly, fluttering weakly, she wanted to open her eyes but couldn't, her eyelids seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties.

The sadness in Rong Yue's eyes was even worse: "I can't hug you, baby, you will hurt."

Every time Ruan Wan cried out for pain, it was like gouging out a piece of flesh from his heart, dripping with blood.

The child had a fever this time, and the subcutaneous congestion was also serious. Some parts of his hands and feet would be painful to touch, let alone hold.

Rong Yue used to feel that God was not good to him. After meeting Ruan Wan, he felt that God was fair. He gave him so many years of cold and bitter life, but also gave him the most gentle and sweet lover.

But it turns out that those sweet imaginations are only imaginations. His fragile little lover is suffering on the sickbed, and he can only be a bystander, unable to bear even a little pain for the other party.

The author says:

Today is the flowering of thorns!