Surgeon Master Andrology

Cen Yan was already used to his new name, and just as he stretched out his hand to pull Gong Zhaonan up from the ground, Gong Zhaonan dodged it and muttered impatiently, "Oh, don't touch me, let me sit for a while .”

Cen Yan had made up his sleep at home and came back to the hospital and saw Meng Xinru avoiding him on purpose. Then he remembered about Gong Zhaonan, and wanted to come over to take a look and take back his clothes, but he just ran into Gong Zhaonan's disheveled look. It looks like a soul.

"Cen Yan," Gong Zhaonan buried his face in his knees, his voice muffled, "I feel uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Cen Yan still stood in front of him and looked down at Gong Zhaonan, "If you feel uncomfortable on your body, treat it, and if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, just endure it."

"It hurts everywhere, on my body, and on my heart." Gong Zhaonan raised his head to meet Cen Yan's gaze. He didn't cry, but his eyes were already red and ugly, "Cen Yan, I know I'm not a child, but as a child I don’t have what a child deserves, and I still don’t have what an adult should have now.”

He threw the cigarette butts in his hand into the beer bottle and struggled as soon as he stood up, he fell into Cen Yan's arms. Cen Yan avoided his injured arm to protect his body, "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

After standing still, Gong Zhaonan pushed Cen Yan away, and shouted emotionally, "You know, I have a father, a mother, and a family! But I feel that I am alone. When the grandma who brought me up passed away I didn't even see the last time I was picked up by them and they sent me to school in the city but I was hanging out with a bunch of friends when my grandma died and you know what I never hated like I did Myself, no, I hate myself now too..." Cen Yan just looked at him like this, and Gong Zhaonan seemed to have found an outlet to vent, "You don't know, how can someone as cold as you be? I understand, actually, I really want to go back to the time when I had my grandma, even in the country, I would like to, I want that feeling, the feeling that my grandma gave me, unlike them, they just know how to give me money, as if money can It's like buying everything I need, they don't understand, you don't understand, you don't understand..."

Gong Zhaonan shook his head while talking, tears still slid down the corners of his eyes, "Cen Yan, today is grandma's memorial day... I miss her so much, really, you don't even know how much I miss her, grandma is the most beautiful woman in this world. The most important person to me, but I haven't even seen her for the last time, I deserve to be like this, I deserve to be alone, I deserve to cover up with the superficial appearance that I don't care about anything, to satisfy my emptiness, you guys You don't know, none of you understand..." He tried to open his eyes and looked at Cen Yan, and added, "Especially you, you look like a cold-blooded pervert, you..."

He just raised his finger to touch Cen Yan, but before he could say anything, he bent down and vomited on the floor. Cen Yan frowned and grabbed him by the nape of his neck and pulled him up and pressed him to the bed, "When you wake up from drinking Clean you up and sleep!"

Gong Zhaonan was indeed sleepy, he felt much more comfortable when he vomited out, and fell asleep after a while.

Poor Cen Yan cleaned up the mess for him. After cleaning up the mess that Gong Zhaonan had vomited on the ground, he threw away the cigarettes and the wine bottle.During the period, when he saw his clothes after being tortured by Gong Zhaonan, he breathed a sigh of relief and forcibly held back the urge to explode on the spot, "Damn it, I owe you a lot in my previous life."