I fell for it after hanging out with scum

The next day, Fang Zhongjing had someone discharge Qin Shang from the hospital.

Back at Fang's house, Qin Shang first went to see the camellia he planted in the backyard.

Thriving and full of vitality.

I checked around to make sure that the soil had not been turned over and the medicine was still hidden under the camellia just like when I left.

Qin Shang's hanging heart finally fell.

If Fang Zhongjing discovers these medicines, he will be finished.

Qin Shang fetched the watering can and watered the camellia, but he didn't notice that Fang Zhongjing came behind him.

"It's good to let the servants take care of these flowers."

Qin Shang stabilized his mind and said in a low voice: "They don't care about it."

Fang Zhongjing frowned slightly, "Oh?"

Qin Shang turned his head and showed a mocking smile, "My life is worthless, let alone these flowers?"

Fang Zhongjing took the watering can from Qin Shang's hand and threw it back into the bucket, "I said, as long as you don't cause trouble, you and these flowers will be safe and sound."

Qin Shang will no longer believe Fang Zhongjing's words.

He is a liar.

Qin Shang bowed his head and went back to rest without saying a word.

In the villa, Jiang Qiao was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Shang returned to the room, secretly took the medicine for stomach cancer under the blanket, took out the small mirror under the pillow, and looked at his face.

The man struck too hard, almost breaking him.

But it was a blessing in disguise, Fang Zhongjing lost his appetite when he saw his face, maybe he won't touch him again during this period of time.

Qin Shang put the small mirror back under the pillow and slept happily.

That night, when Fang Zhongjing went out, Jiang Qiao went to see him off, and when he turned back upstairs, he met Qin Shang's eyes in the room.

Qin Shang's sharp eyes noticed Jiang Qiao's face under the light.

Before he could take a closer look, Jiang Qiao hurried away with a guilty conscience.

Qin Shang wondered, Jiang Qiao was beaten two days ago, logically speaking the injury should have healed by now, why hasn't the swelling subsided?

On second thought, I understand.

It is estimated that Jiang Qiao used some method to make his face unable to reduce the swelling, so that he could pretend to be pitiful in front of Fang Zhongjing.

Qin Shang sneered, followed by two coughs, and retracted under the quilt.

Qin Shang stayed on the bed for a week, and the wound on his face was almost healed.

These few days Fang Zhongjing didn't come home at night, he didn't know what he was busy with, Qin Shang was happy to relax, watering the flowers every day, occasionally talking on the phone with Tao Zhi.

Tao Zhi has already been discharged from the hospital and returned to Xiang's house. It is said that Xiang Zhengcheng has been very kind to him these past few days, and he will do whatever he asks for, and even prepared a small surprise to please him.

The more guilty a man is, the more flattering he is.

Hearing Tao Zhi calling him on the phone, Qin Shang came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Congratulations..."

Tao Zhi was in a good mood, and his tone was lighter than before, "How are you at Fang's house?"

Qin Shang thought to himself, no, he was almost raped a few days ago.

But if he said this, maybe Tao Zhi would be scared into the hospital again.

Qin Shang smiled and said, "Very good..."

Tao Zhi hesitated and said: "I asked the doctor, your illness is not enough to take medicine, you still need chemotherapy."

Qin Shang drew circles on the pillow with his hand, "Fang Zhongjing sees me closely, let's talk about it."

The two chatted for a few words and hung up the phone.

Qin Shang was thirsty, so he went downstairs to pour water, and met Jiang Qiao on the stairs.

Jiang Qiao bypassed him and walked to the side, but was stopped by Qin Shang.

Jiang Qiao was displeased: "What exactly do you want?"

Qin Shangzhi said: "Apologies..."

Jiang Qiao said coldly, "You slapped me across the face."

Qin Shang smiled, "Then how about I find someone to rape you, and then slap you in the face?"

Jiang Qiao took a deep breath, said something crazy, and started to walk.

Qin Shang stretched out his hand to block Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao faintly showed signs of anger.

Qin Shang deliberately asked: "Hey, what is your medicine?"

Jiang Qiao immediately looked around, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth, "I told you, it's cold medicine."

Qin Shang leaned on the handrail of the stairs, propped his chin with one hand and looked at him, "Tell me, if I tell Fang Zhongjing, will he believe it?"

Jiang Qiao's complexion changed suddenly, and the blood faded from his small face.

Qin Shang giggled, "The one who frightened you..."

Putting his hands in his pockets, Qin Shang walked up the next step and clung to Jiang Qiao's ear.

Qin Shang's voice was cold: "But if you mess with me again next time, let's wait and see."

Jiang Qiao's back was stretched like a string, and his teeth were grinding.

Qin Shang broke the river bridge and went downstairs to drink water.

Jiang Qiao turned his head, his eyes followed Qin Shang with hatred, and his fists were clenched.

In the kitchen, Qin Shang drank a large glass of water, wiped the corners of his mouth, and his heaving chest gradually subsided.

Qin Shang looked out of the window, and saw heavy snow whizzing by.

I don't know when spring will come.

Qin Shang put down the water glass, turned and went back to the room.

In the silent night, the lonely soul wanders in the dreamland.

Qin Shang didn't sleep well, his teeth were pried open, and the warm tip of his tongue poked in amidst his confusion.

Qin Shang was pressed against his body, and a helpless moan escaped from his throat.

The pajamas were taken off, and every inch of skin was touched.

Qin Shang couldn't resist, and soon, his legs were separated and he was forced to accept it.

The force of the impact is real.

Qin Shang opened his eyes suddenly, panting like a dehydrated fish, and saw Fang Zhongjing on his body.

Fang Zhongjing's sexy voice whispered in his ear: "Have you taken your medicine?"

Qin Shang lost his mind and said: "How do you know?"

Fang Zhong clicked on Qin Shang's lips, "It's bitter here."

It turned out that the front was not a dream.

Qin Shang settled down and explained: "I took the contraceptive pill before going to bed."

Fang Zhongjing looked at the bedside cabinet, the box of contraceptive pills was spread out, half of the pills inside were missing.

Fang Zhongjing leaned forward, stared at Qin Shang's eyes, and suddenly said, "Do you take the contraceptive pill to relieve pain, or is it for something else?"

Qin Shang's heart was slightly cold, and he grabbed the bed sheet tightly, "What's the use?"

Fang Zhongjing's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to pierce through the barrier and see through Qin Shang's thoughts.

Qin Shang tried his best to laugh, "You really think a man can get pregnant?"

Fang Zhongjing didn't speak, just watched.

Qin Shang boldly said: "Why don't you bring me in later, I won't take medicine, and see if I can conceive?"

Fang Zhongjing showed a dangerous smile like a beast, and stopped talking about this topic, and the frequency accelerated, sending the two of them to the pinnacle of desire.

It was daylight, and the sound of water in the bathroom continued.

Qin Shang reached for the contraceptive pills on the bedside table, squeezed out two pills and threw them into his mouth.

The bathroom door opened, and Fang Zhongjing came out wearing a bathrobe, just in time to see this scene.

Qin Shang was afraid that Fang Zhongjing would become suspicious, so he took the initiative to say: "Analgesia, you understand?"

Fang Zhongjing glanced at the medicine box, his complicated gaze made people unable to figure it out.

Qin Shang mentioned the heart in his throat and didn't return to the original position until Fang Zhongjing left.

He threw the pills in a drawer.

In the future, it is better to avoid Fang Zhongjing, because if you eat too much in front of him, you will inevitably be suspicious.

Qin Shang exhaled, wrapped himself in the quilt, and caught up on sleep.

The study room is bright, with a faint scent of sandalwood burning in the air.

Fang Zhongjing rolled up his shirt sleeves and stood in front of the study to write calligraphy.

The butler knocked on the door and came in, "Young Master Fang..."

There was an extra stroke on the paper, Fang Zhongjing kneaded it into a ball, "Say..."

The housekeeper glanced at the trash can full of waste paper and reported: "There is a senior man outside the door who claims to be surnamed Zhang and asks to see you."