The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

To say that the person in the world who most wants to be killed and reincarnated is Shen Muyun who is running amok in his villa at the moment.

He kindly took Mu Xifeng home to live with him, how could he be so happy that he couldn't die? It just so happened that he happened to be discovered by Shen Moyan!

Shen Muyun scratched his head and walked back and forth in the living room, glanced at the little bastard who was sitting on the sofa with handicap and struggling to get the fruit on the table and stuff it into his mouth, he really wanted to pick it up and throw it out the door.

"Grass!" He cursed in a low voice, deeply feeling that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes recently.

"Hey. Who is that?" Mu Xifeng picked up a bunch of large Xinjiang grapes. It was inconvenient to have a plaster cast on his left arm, so he simply tore them off one by one with his mouth, and spit out the grape skins and seeds with his teeth and tongue.

"I have a name! If you fucking eat, shut up and be quiet!" Shen Muyun turned around and yelled, with both heroic eyebrows frowned, looking really scary.

However, Mu Xifeng was unmoved at all. He had long been accustomed to being picked on by this beast-like man these days. He moved his casted leg to the coffee table and put it on a new one. She pouted in a more comfortable posture and said, "You dangle in front of my eyes, making me dazzled."

"Then get out for me." Shen Muyun scratched his short hair on his forehead irritably, and wondered again whether his decision to bring him back was because his brain was trapped by the door.

Speaking of why he wanted to stay this little bastard at home, he had to start talking about it in the hospital a day ago.

Mu Xifeng lived in the courtyard for more than half a month. He had already scratched his skin and wanted to arch out every day, but his hands and feet were still tied with heavy plaster casts, so he couldn't move, so he had to do his best every time Shen Muyun came. She pretended to be pitiful and cute, but begged the other party to be soft-hearted and take him out.

"I'm going to die if I don't go out!" Mu Xifeng pursed his mouth, blinked his round eyes, and looked pitifully wronged.

"I'll ask the nurse to push the wheelchair out for you to bask in the sun." Shen Muyun was not moved at all, picked up an apple on the table and began to peel it slowly.

"I don't want a wheelchair! I don't want a nurse!" Mu Xifeng danced like a rascal, and sternly refused within the range of his movement: "I want to go out by myself! I want to breathe the air outside the hospital! I'll stay in this damn place any longer! I'm going to get depression! I'm going to commit suicide by jumping off a building!"

"Oh." Shen Muyun sneered, squinting his eyes slightly to look up and down his half-crippled body, and said casually: "You don't have to kill yourself when you go out, those gangsters will help send you there See Hades."

"Bah! You paid back all the money! Why are you looking for me! I don't have a dime!" Mu Xifeng yelled unwillingly.

"Do you still know that I paid you back the money?! I fucking thought the money fell from the sky!" Shen Muyun peeled off the apple in his hand, walked around in front of him with a sneer, pretending that the other party really thought he wanted to When giving it to him, he withdrew his hand and bit off most of the flesh.

"Damn! Don't think that I can do whatever I want with my poor hands and feet! When I get better, I'll be the first to deal with you!" Mu Xifeng grinned, obviously very angry.

"Yo, still clean me up." Shen Muyun took a bite of the apple, and sneered while chewing: "If you recover from illness, why don't you pay me back my money!"

"At worst, go sell blood! Sell meat!" Mu Xifeng yelled without showing any weakness: "Who cares to owe you money! It's you who meddles in your own business and wants to give money! It's not my master begging you!"

"Hmph." Shen Muyun sneered, and threw the apple in his hand into the trash can. His eyes didn't look like they were angry, but they carried a strong sense of ridicule: "You are still selling meat with your small body, who the hell Mom’s eyes are filled with sulfuric acid. I really should let them beat you to death at that time.”

"You! You!" The two didn't agree with each other. Seeing that Mu Xifeng was about to run away and picked up the fruit next to him to throw, the nurse's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Hey, what are you two doing! Are there any rules!" The fat nurse came in, her voice was sharp and her eyes were sharp, but she couldn't stop staring at Shen Muyun, who just happened to look at each other for 0.1 seconds when she raised her head. Immediately flushed with embarrassment, he immediately changed his face and said: "Oh, my brother is doing his best, but this brother is really hard to take care of. The doctor will come to make rounds soon, so stop arguing."

Mu Xifeng glanced at the nurse and then at Shen Muyun's disheveled face, unconsciously shivering, rolled his eyes and was too lazy to speak.Shen Muyun didn't want to have more contact with the nurse, so she nodded in embarrassment and closed her mouth.

The nurse hurried out of the room, and within 2 minutes, the old doctor in a white coat brought a group of young interns into the ward, and a girl in a white coat hurriedly looked through the medical records and read: "Mu Xifeng, 20 days He was sent to the hospital with multiple fractures in his hands and feet and slight internal bleeding."

"Well, good, not bad." The old doctor nodded, walked to the bed and examined it carefully before asking, "Young man, how do you feel these two days? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"It's comfortable and comfortable!" Mu Xifeng replied quickly, blinking his eyes and feeling aggrieved: "It's just that I feel uncomfortable."

"Heart?" The old doctor was about 50 or [-] years old, with a kind appearance, bent down softly and asked, "Is the heart uncomfortable? I'll ask the nurse to take you for a color ultrasound examination."

"No, no, no!" Mu Xifeng quickly refused, and instead said, "It's not the heart, it's because I've been in the hospital for too long, I feel so uncomfortable, I'm almost depressed, I'm alone every day, and I might jump off the building someday."

"Ah?" The old doctor was startled, turned to look at his students, and asked cautiously: "Then you mean... want to leave the hospital?"

Shen Muyun rolled his eyes unbearably.

"That's right!" Mu Xifeng pursed his mouth, and his eyes turned red: "It is said that men have ambitions in all directions. If I stay any longer, I may lose my ambition and only have a pile of bones left. Huh, huh, huh. "

"Eh...this..." The old doctor was in a dilemma and didn't know how to start a conversation.

Shen Muyun simply accepted the quarrel, and said to the doctor, "doctor, don't listen to his nonsense, he should be hospitalized, he is just looking for itching."

"Hey, hey, you can't do it." The old doctor hurriedly stopped him, waving his hands to persuade him, "His bones haven't grown well yet, so if he gets hurt again, he may have some sequelae."

"Hmph." Mu Xifeng pouted and wrinkled his nose dissatisfiedly at Shen Muyun, his eyes clearly filled with pride.

"Let's do this," the old doctor was still compassionate, and smoothed things over: "I'll ask the nurse to take this young man for another checkup. If there are no major problems, he can go home and recuperate. Just pay more attention."