Holding the wrong fake young master to favor without knowing it

In the dark and silent night, there were painful moans and crying sounds from the soft big bed in the spacious and comfortable house. The young master couldn't stop crying, but he couldn't get up and take a bath to make himself comfortable.

The body is very uncomfortable, hot and hot, but the hands and feet are cold.

Yan Qingyuan finally recalled that he might be sick now, dizzy and very nauseous, but weak and even moving his fingers became an extravagant hope.

Breathing out scorching sickness, Yan Qingyuan stared at his sour eyes full of bloodshot eyes, but there was nothingness in front of him.

The extreme depression and sadness caused by the pain and illness made him completely lose the desire to ask for help, and just lay quietly on the mattress.

Don't dare to close your eyes, once you close your eyes, the world will spin, it won't make him feel better, but it will make him feel more uncomfortable.

Yan Qingyuan lay limp in the quilt, half asleep and half awake, unable to move.

There seemed to be a voice coming from his ear, Yan Qingyuan couldn't pay attention to whether the voice was real or not, he just looked at the roof quietly, the dim night light in his eyes seemed to be twisting.

Suddenly a hand touched his forehead, and the coolness brought by that hand finally made Yan Qingyuan react a little bit, and turned his head with all his strength, but actually only moved a little bit.

What was reflected in his pupils was a black shadow, but even in the bright light, he probably couldn't distinguish the opponent very accurately.

"Yan Qingyuan, be patient, I will go to the doctor immediately."

The voice seemed to be echoing in his ears, but Yan Qingyuan couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, thinking chaotically in his mind, it seemed that the memory was constantly increasing, but when he suddenly came back to his senses, he found that the ever-increasing memory was nothing but his own He couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Yan Qingyuan sat up and went to wash, but no matter how much he washed, he felt unable to dispel the heat lingering in his chest, and kept splashing water anxiously, but in the blink of an eye, Yan Qingyuan found that he hadn't gone to the bathroom at all, he was lying on the bed at all. Didn't even move.

Suddenly his quiet room became noisy. Someone came in and whispered something in his ear, but Yan Qingyuan's head was very confused, and he didn't know who was talking in his ear.

so annoying.

Really too noisy.

Is it just so difficult for him to get a good night's sleep?

He is already so hot, so hot that he is about to explode, and he keeps talking in his ear in such a hot environment, don't you know that people will be very upset when it is hot?

Then, Yan Qingyuan cried.

It was a small whimper, obviously his body was very dry, but he still wanted to cry.

The feeling of grievance almost enveloped his whole body, but why he was wronged now, he doesn't know now.

I just feel wronged, as if someone treated him badly, who is it?

Yan Qingyuan felt that he was hugged, but it was also very hot to be hugged, don't hug him, he wanted to lie down, as long as his head was off the pillow, it would be very painful.

There were noisy voices all around, someone tried to put something in his mouth, Yan Qingyuan resisted, it seemed that there was a memory of being drugged deep in his memory, and he refused to drink inexplicable things no matter what.

The man seemed to be nagging something in his ear all the time, wanting him to eat it, but Yan Qingyuan was not happy about it.

Why do you force him? Can't you comfort him when he is suffering so much?Why are you arguing with him, why are you scolding him, is he very uncomfortable?Why is there someone to comfort others when they are suffering, but no one to comfort him?

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyuan cried even harder.

Then it seemed that a temperature that was much lower than his body temperature wrapped him up. Yan Qingyuan felt uncomfortable on his cheeks, as if he was lifted up forcefully. The man pinched his jaw so hard that he had to open it mouth, and then the warm and cool water entered his lips and tongue with something soft.

Did he swallow something strange?It seemed as if something had entered the throat.

The body suddenly gave a signal to drink because it touched the water, and there always seemed to be water coming in, although it was accompanied by a strange thing that slipped into the throat, and the taste of the thing was a bit bitter.

I'm sad, I'm about to cry with my mouth flattened.

"Okay." Suddenly a voice came into his ears, Yan Qingyuan finally had a little light in his pupils at this moment, he wanted to see who the person who gave him the water was, but he quickly felt uncomfortable give up.

The man's voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and he whispered in his ear: "Go on to sleep."

Crying... I can't cry anymore, I'm so sleepy, Yan Qingyuan only felt that the sleepiness overwhelmed the grievance.

When Yan Qingyuan opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight, and he blinked in confusion, feeling uncomfortable all over, but it was different from the dizzy feeling before when he just moved his brain as if he was about to be poured out. Feel much better.

Yan Qingyuan pursed his lips, there was a bitter taste in his mouth, and his whole body still felt burning. He must have a fever.

Seeing that there was a hanging bottle next to him, Yan Qingyuan raised his hand and saw the hanging needle on the back of his hand.

He is sick.

Have a fever?

This is... the villa is not a hospital, so it must be because the fire is not serious.

But if it's not serious, why is there a monitor beside him.

Yan Qingyuan looked at his own heart rate and blood pressure and a lot of unclear values ​​on the testing instrument, his face was full of confusion.

When he wakes up, is he already dying?

Yan Qingyuan opened his mouth, and found that his mouth was sticky and his lips were dry, as if he hadn't been in water for a long time, but then Yan Qingyuan felt something cool and moist on his lips.

Yan Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Gu Hanhai beside him.

Wow.

When I opened my eyes this time, it was Gu Hanhai?

Who was it that he saw when he was injured and went to the hospital last time? Why did he forget it?

"Thirsty?" the other party asked, his voice very soft.

He agreed, but he didn't seem to hear his own voice. He was very eager to drink water now.

"Open your mouth."

Gu Hanhai held a bottle in his hand, which was designed with a suction mouth. He squeezed the bottle tightly, and a little water flowed into his mouth along such tight and round lips, which was very comfortable.

After drinking for a long time, the other party only gave him a little each time. This was not enough for Yan Qingyuan who was very dehydrated, but Gu Hanhai refused to give him more at a time. Yan Qingyuan tried to snatch the bottle, but was caught The other party said "don't move" coldly and stopped.

But he was wronged, he was not given water and wanted to cry.

"Open your mouth."

Yan Qingyuan opened his mouth obediently, he was so fierce, he wanted to cry and drink water.

After replenishing enough water, he breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, his body regained strength and the feeling returned. Only then did Yan Qingyuan feel that there was something strange stuck on his head, which was uncomfortable and wanted to remove it.

"Don't move." Gu Hanhai said again.

Yan Qingyuan didn't move for no reason, but felt wronged and wanted to cry.

"Don't cry."

With that voice's words, Yan Qingyuan's tears were suppressed again.

Yan Qingyuan blinked and blinked, and finally felt puzzled—why did Gu Hanhai stop moving once he said don't move?

At this time, Yan Zeqing's voice came from the door. Yan Zeqing saw Yan Qingyuan who had opened his eyes and walked over quickly, touching his neck with his hand.

Yan Qingyuan blinked at Yan Zeqing in confusion, and Yan Zeqing also looked at him.

The two looked at each other, Yan Zeqing suddenly realized something, and said suddenly: "Yuanyuan, can you hear me?"

Yan Qingyuan looked at the other party with an expression of not understanding what happened: "Yes."

"What is one plus one?" Yan Zeqing asked.

"two."

"who am I?"

"Second brother."

"Who is the second brother?"

"..." Yan Qingyuan felt a little speechless, but when he saw that Yan Zeqing, who had not received his answer, began to show slight worries again, he said slowly, "It is Yan Zeqing, the elder brother is Yan Zeshui, the father is Xihe, and the mother is Yan Qi mysterious."

Yan Zeqing had a strange expression: "...Is father Xihe?"

Yan Qingyuan seemed to think for a while and said slowly: "Mother is Xihe, father is Yan Qisui."

"I have regained my sanity a little bit, but the reaction is still a bit slow." Yan Zeqing sighed, "Are you planning to kill the second brother?"

"...No." Yan Qingyuan denied.

"Yuanyuan, I know you are very tired, but now the second brother has asked the doctor to come in, you have to answer the doctor's words, okay?" Yan Zeqing said.

"kindness."

Yan Qingyuan agreed, although it took a long time to respond.

The doctor came in and asked Yan Qingyuan if there was any discomfort, re-measured his body temperature, and even pushed in many instruments that Yan Qingyuan had never seen before to check him.

Yan Qingyuan looked at a lot of instruments, his eyes turned red: "Am I going to die?"

"Pfft, no, don't think too much about Yuanyuan, it's just... just a cold and a fever." Yan Zeshui, who had been standing in the corner without hindering the medical staff, said.

When Yan Qingyuan spoke, he realized that he was weak, and lowered his voice: "But when my brother had a fever, he didn't have so many instruments."

"Yuanyuan, when I had a fever, I didn't get so confused that I couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals, did I?"

At this time, Yan Qingyuan's eyes were no longer about to turn red, but tears began to flow: "I don't know the difference between humans and animals, I'm going to die."

"No, not... Yuanyuan?" Yan Zeshui was in a hurry, not knowing how to deal with Yan Qingyuan's strange brain circuit when he was sick.

"I won't die." Gu Hanhai's cold voice sounded from the side, there was no reassurance, only certainty, but Yan Qingyuan fell silent.

"You lied." Being quiet doesn't mean not crying anymore.

"I'll lie to you, and I'll die with you." Gu Hanhai replied blankly, and Yan Qingyuan finally regained his composure when he saw Gu Hanhai's calm appearance.

"Then you're still alive." But she stopped crying.

Most people wouldn't guarantee it with their lives, but he's definitely fine.

Yan Zeshui also breathed a sigh of relief, obviously he is the one who has lived with Yuanyuan the longest, but why does it feel like Gu Hanhai knows how to get along with Yuanyuan better than him?

talent?

Yan Qingyuan was indeed burning badly, her body temperature was extremely high, her eyes were open but her relatives didn’t recognize anyone, and she cried because she was afraid of being hugged. He showed his rebellious emotions vividly and exquisitely, as if he could communicate but didn't listen to what he said, and kept murmuring some sentences in his mouth that they couldn't understand.

It was a few years ago that Yan Qingyuan made such a fuss, and this time it seemed as if he had brought back all the opportunities that he hadn't made a fuss in the past few years.

The people next to him changed their guards, and their parents followed suit. Yan Qingyuan fell asleep, woke up, made troubles, and fell asleep again when he was tired.

Yan Zeqing also sighed, feeling that it is really a treasure for the whole family, and it is really fatal to toss about it.

"Father and mother are still resting after tossing all night." Yan Zeshui finally relaxed his nerves after seeing Yan Qingyuan, and yawned.

"The current situation is relatively stable, because it was discovered in time and did not develop seriously. Now that the temperature is dropping, regular observation is required. It is best to eat something to replenish physical strength." The doctor said after completing all the examinations.

"Am I not going to die?" Yan Qingyuan asked eagerly.

"If you let it go, you will become a fool even if you don't die." The doctor changed a fever-reducing patch again, "You don't want to become a fool, do you?"

Yan Qingyuan shook his head: "I don't want to."

"Then obediently cooperate with the treatment and listen to the people around you." The doctor just said a few words and saw Yan Qingyuan's eye sockets turned red again, and suddenly became stiff.

The young master of the Yan family said with tears in his eyes, "Angel in white."

The doctor suddenly let go of his nervousness: "Thank you."

After the doctor left, Yan Qingyuan looked at Gu Hanhai beside him, with the same calm expression, but Yan Qingyuan found that the other person's posture seemed to be much more relaxed than at the beginning.

His eyes were fixed on him all the time, motionless, like a statue.

"Am I obedient?" Yan Qingyuan asked, his head was still a mess, but he could barely think.

Did he do something embarrassing?

"Fortunately, Gu Hanhai has always been taking care of you." Yan Zeshui showed a somewhat helpless expression, "You child, anyone who touches you will make a fuss, but Gu Hanhai forced you to feed you medicine, pressed your hand You are the first one to be so fussy when you ask the doctor to give you an injection even when you are sick."

Yan Qingyuan smacked his mouth: "I'm so good."

Yan Zeshui smiled, came forward and took a clean towel to wipe Yan Qingyuan's sweaty hair, and whispered in Yan Qingyuan's ear: "Go out with Gu Hanhai and make yourself like this, you can't even play without big brother You can play with sequelae, remember in the future, don't run around when your big brother is away."

Listening to Yan Zeshui's words, Yan Qingyuan denied, "Brother will always be away one day."

Yan Zeshui bent his fingers to knock on Yan Qingyuan's forehead, but he didn't have the heart to do it, he just touched it lightly: "What are you talking about, why isn't big brother here?"

Yan Qingyuan's eyes were red again: "Brother will not want me."

Yan Zeshui was taken aback for a moment: "How could it be? How could the elder brother not want Yuanyuan?"

However, Yan Qingyuan didn't answer at this moment, just bit her lower lip, her eyes glistened with tears again, finally whimpered, and cried again, she probably had some strength now, and she was crying quite vigorously of.

Yan Zeshui was dumbfounded.

Going up to appease in a hurry, Yan Zeshui reflected and comforted: "Big brother, why don't you want Yuanyuan? Did Yuanyuan have a nightmare? No, no, big brother won't want Yuanyuan, don't cry, Don't cry."

However, Yan Qingyuan couldn't stop crying, as if he had suffered countless grievances. He didn't look at Yan Zeshui, but there were some signs of crying, but when he saw Yan Zeshui, he started crying again.

Yan Zeshui was dumbfounded.

"Brother Yan, please go out for a while." Gu Hanhai said suddenly.

Yan Zeshui, who was disliked for no reason, was so innocent that he wanted to cry himself, why?Why does the younger brother not like him when he is sick?

"It's okay, I'll be fine when I get better." Gu Hanhai covered Yan Qingyuan's eyes with his hands, bent down and whispered in Yan Qingyuan's ear, "Don't cry."

Yan Qingyuan choked up inexplicably, but really stopped crying.

Gu Hanhai raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at Yan Zeshui, the repelling intent in his eyes was very obvious, Yan Zeshui's heart was full of bitterness, so what can we do?The sick head was still not clear, and he walked back and forth in a desperate manner, and finally went out.

Gu Hanhai let go of his hand, and looked down at the young man whose eyes were peeking out from under his hand, who was staring at him in bewilderment at this moment.

"There is no one here who will abandon you."

Yan Qingyuan blinked her eyes, not sure if she understood or not.

Yan Zeqing followed the doctor to confirm the situation. After confirming some information, the doctor suddenly said: "Are you putting too much pressure on this child?"

"What?" Yan Zeqing didn't understand.

"Families like yours really need their children to work harder than ordinary people, but the pressure must be appropriate. Too much pressure will be counterproductive and cause psychological problems. Serious psychological problems will easily cause physical reactions."

"Pressure?" Yan Zeqing frowned.

"Juveniles at this age are inherently sensitive, and they need to pay more attention to psychological problems."

"...I see." Yan Zeqing frowned.

He only knew that Yan Qingyuan had a fear of heights, so he instinctively wouldn't approach places with height differences, but he never thought that he had other psychological problems.

Thinking about it carefully, he seems to have never been very close to the psychiatrist Dai Yue, but Dai Yue is a very capable psychiatrist. That is to say, Yan Qingyuan's resistance even professional psychiatrists can't help?

Should he contact Dai Yue again?

"As far as I know, Yan Qisui's education method is relatively strict, but he didn't use an overly strict method to teach Yan Qingyuan." While Yan Zeqing was still thinking, someone else's voice suddenly appeared, and Yan Zeqing quickly turned his head, somewhat Surprised, the man continued, "Besides, you and Yan Zeshui have always loved Yan Qingyuan very much, so it shouldn't be enough to cause him to resist in his heart. It can only be said that this is not a mental illness, but...pathological."

The person who came was Yan Yi, the owner of the house. Yan Yi had been sitting in the living room for an unknown amount of time, but no one noticed her all the time.

"But Dai Yue is a very famous psychiatrist. It is impossible to distinguish between psychology and pathology. Kid Yuanyuan must have a secret that others don't know. This secret...maybe very important."

What Yan Yi once doubted, now has more conjectures in her mind.

There is no doubt that the Yan family likes Yan Qingyuan, but it is also because of this kind of liking that it is easy to go dark under the lights. Once personal emotions are attached to many things, it is difficult to see the truth, including Yan Zeqing.

For example... the fact that Yan Qingyuan is not at all similar to them.

"This is our family business." Yan Zeqing didn't like others getting too involved in Yan Qingyuan's affairs.

"Anyway, we are all family members, and it's normal to worry about family members." Yan Yi said with a smile, looking unaffected at all, "He has suffered such a big crime in my place, no matter how I look at it, I don't care." There is a reason, I am really sorry, so I am here now to fulfill my responsibility."

"Yan Qingyuan's condition has improved a lot now, so you don't have to worry too much." No matter what you say, he is an elder, so of course Yan Zeqing will not refuse explicitly.

"I don't know if I brought enough people, but I have already arranged for those who need it here. If Yuanyuan needs anything, just let him know, and I will satisfy him."

"Thank you, I will pass it on to Yan Qingyuan."

Yan Yi looked at Yan Zeqing's expression that obviously didn't intend to talk to him, and said slowly: "I wonder if I can meet Gu Hanhai before I leave?"

"I'm afraid not." Yan Zeqing frowned, knowing that it was not good for him to say so, so he added, "Yan Qingyuan needed him very much when he was sick."

When Yan Qingyuan resisted everything due to illness, it was Gu Hanhai who was the first to be tough, and when Yan Qingyuan was semi-conscious, he listened the most.

Yan Qingyuan accepted Gu Hanhai's tone and orders, and Gu Hanhai seemed to be very used to handling Yan Qingyuan.

"Really?" Yan Yi thought of the relationship between the two teenagers, seemed to find it interesting, and slightly curled his lips, but suddenly remembered something, and asked, "I don't have any malicious intentions in this question."

"what?"

"If it was you, would you like Yan Qingyuan to leave your side?" Yan Yi asked.

"I don't understand what you mean, Patriarch?"

Yan Yi thought for a while, and said slowly: "Little Yuanyuan... No, Yuanyuan has grown up, but to you, he is still a child, and if you love him too much, it may become his pressure, boy It’s about growing up.”

"Not everyone has to grow up." Yan Zeqing raised his eyes to meet the eyes of the Patriarch, and said.

Yan Yi looked at Yan Zeqing, and was a little surprised at the family's doting on Yan Qingyuan: "But he may have already grown up, but you don't know it."

"I will not hinder his growth." Yan Zeqing said, he will only escort Yan Qingyuan's growth.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Zeshui appeared disheartened in the conversation between the two.

"Why did you come out? Didn't you ask you to watch Yuanyuan?" Yan Zeqing frowned, seeing that Yuanyuan's work required two people to carry out, it was indeed too noisy.

"Hey, I don't know what's wrong, Yuanyuan suddenly said that I would not want him, and then she cried when she saw me." Yan Zeshui was also very wronged, but he was also very helpless.

Yan Zeqing frowned, thinking about the reason.

But Yan Yi raised her eyebrows slightly. After hearing the news, some thoughts and thoughts flashed in her mind, her eyes casually looked at the closed door on the first floor at this time, and a deep meaning flashed in her eyes.

"I wonder if I can have a chance to meet Yan Qingyuan alone?" Yan Yi asked.

"No." Yan Zeqing refused without even thinking about it. Seeing the Patriarch meeting Yan Qingyuan, Yan Zeqing's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.