Surgeon Master Andrology

Cen Yan didn't stop until he had wiped out most of the packs of cigarettes in his hand. Gong Zhaonan's body was already covered with fine beads of sweat, which seeped into the wound from time to time, forcing him to shiver every time.

"Let me know that you are in contact with Yin Moxuan in the future," Cen Yan carried Gong Zhaonan off his lap and put him on the back seat. "It won't be so easy now."

"Cen Yan," Gong Zhaonan called to stop Cen Yan before he got out of the car, "you can kill me, you don't have to be angry when I die, don't worry about whether I will leave with others, and don't worry about how many people I'm with I passed the bed..."

"Gong Zhaonan, remember, not only will I not kill you, but if you commit suicide, I guarantee that no one related to you will survive the next day."

After Cen Yan finished speaking, he got out of the car and threw Gong Zhaonan on the car alone. He was simmering with anger in his heart. He was angry that Gong Zhaonan was desperately defending Yin Moxuan, and angry that Gong Zhaonan was still threatening himself with death!

Although Gong Zhaonan chose himself on the surface, but no matter who saw it, he did it as a last resort to protect Yin Moxuan and the people around him.

After Cen Yan entered the room, he threw down and smashed all the things that could not be smashed in his bedroom. Wei heard the movement and Jiang Luo ran up from downstairs, but Cen Yan locked the door from the inside, and they didn't even enter. don't go.

"Mr. Cen," Wei knocked on the door outside, "What's the matter? Open the door!"

After Cen Yan smashed it, he forced himself to be quiet. He sat on the sofa in a daze. From the beginning when he met Gong Zhaonan at the party on the boat by accident, and then Gong Zhaonan was injured and stalked and had to stay in his hospital. They broke him together, and after going through so many ups and downs together, they finally separated. Until three years later, until now, I used this method to force him to stay by my side.

Cen Yan used to think that he knew Gong Zhaonan better than anyone else, what he liked, hated, and wanted better than anyone else, but now he didn’t think so either. He didn’t know what Gong Zhaonan really wanted, and he was sure that if he didn’t If Gong Zhaonan is forced in this way, Gong Zhaonan will definitely not stay here without saying anything.

As long as he was in front of Gong Zhaonan, Cen Yan couldn't control his temper at all, but now he let Gong Zhaonan go, he couldn't do it.

Seeing Gong Zhaonan after three years of separation has become like this. He can't imagine what kind of life Gong Zhaonan will live if he leaves again.

After Cen Yan opened the door, Wei was about to kick the door, seeing him coming out, Wei immediately went up to meet him, saw the injury on Cen Yan's hand and called out, "Mr. Cen!"

"Give me your car keys, I'll go out for a while." Cen Yan went downstairs without looking at them, Wei handed the car keys to Cen Yan, Cen Yan paused, "Take Gong Zhaonan back to the room , in my car."

"Yes, I see, I'll go right away."

Cen Yan went directly to the bar. At first he didn't tell anyone, but Wei worriedly called Cen Yijie and asked him to find Cen Yan, so Cen Yan saw Cen Yijie enter the door not long after he sat down.

"Brother," Cen Yijie went to sit beside him, "Why didn't you tell me when you found Gong Zhaonan?"

Cen Yan didn't want to talk, he is very messed up now, his whole life has been messed up since Gong Zhaonan appeared, but he is helpless.

Wei didn't make it clear to Cen Yijie on the phone, he only said that Cen Yan came out angrily, Wei asked Cen Yijie to go to this bar to see if he was there, Cen Yijie asked the reason, Wei only said that Mr. Gong came back.

Cen Yijie knew about Gong Zhaonan's return. After all, it was on the headlines. Not many people didn't know about it, but Cen Yijie was so busy recently that he couldn't tell the difference between the east, the south, and the north. Go up to Cen Yan's house to see what happened.

"Why is your hand injured?" Cen Yijie pulled Cen Yan's hand over. It seemed that the injury was unclear, and it was all caused by glass fragments. "It's because of Gong Zhaonan again?"

"What's so good about that Gong Zhaonan that he can fascinate you like this! Isn't it enough for you to be neither human nor ghost in the past three years? For Gong Zhaonan, you forced Yu Qing's family into a corner and forced Dad into what he is now. That's not enough." Is it?" Cen Yijie was angry with Gong Zhaonan, but because of Cen Yan, he had been restraining himself from showing it, but now that Cen Yan turned around and tossed himself, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Brother! "

"Yijie, even if Gong Zhaonan dies, he will die by my hands, so don't worry about him."

From the time Cen Yan drank here to when he drank too much, Cen Yijie repeatedly dragged him into the car and sent him home. He just said such a normal sentence. Other times, he either murmured Gong Zhaonan's name or a series of sorry, Cen Yijie listened. I don't know why, and I don't know who I'm sorry for.

Cen Yijie didn't get out of the car when he arrived at Cen Yan's house, he called Wei directly, "I'm at the door, come out and pick up my brother, he's drunk too much."

"Second Young Master, drive slowly." Wei helped Cen Yan down and Jiang Luo put his arms around his neck one by one and told Cen Yijie.

Cen Yijie put down the car window and glanced at Cen Yan's villa, and drove away without saying a word.

Cen Yan didn't know where he got the strength to break free from the two of them and staggered forward, "Don't any of you follow me."

Wei and Jiang Luo could only watch Cen Yan go up the stairs with the handrail of the stairs on the first floor, and then went to Gong Zhaonan's room facing the stairs.

After Gong Zhaonan was picked up by Wei, he put medicine on the wound and just fell asleep in a daze. He was awakened by the sound of Cen Yan opening and closing the door. Seeing Cen Yan leaning against the door and staring at him, Gong Zhaonan was startled and sat up abruptly.

Cen Yan didn't say a word, walked over and threw Gong Zhaonan down on the bed directly through the quilt. The cigarette scar on Gong Zhaonan's body was worn so painful by the quilt that he frowned involuntarily.

He was so close to Cen Yan that he could hear the strong smell of alcohol on Cen Yan's body. Cen Yan didn't say anything, just hugged Gong Zhaonan quietly.

Cen Yan didn't speak, and Gong Zhaonan didn't want to say anything, until he felt that Cen Yan's breathing had calmed down and knew that he had fallen asleep, so he pushed Cen Yan down to let him lie on the bed, put on his clothes and got out of bed to wash towels for Cen Yan Yan wiped his face.

Looking at Cen Yan's sleeping face, Gong Zhaonan couldn't help stretching out his hand to smooth his brows. For three years, he went from dreaming of the person in front of him every day to forcing himself not to think about anything. He felt that he had almost forgotten and could start his life again, but this person wanted to forcefully break in again, forcing himself to live a life that was worse than death.

"Cen Yan, have you ever thought that I might really, never forgive you in this lifetime... Or is it that you, Cen Yan, plan to make me hate you forever even if I can't love you forever?"

When Cen Yan woke up the next day, he realized where he was after a short reaction.

He sat up and shook his heavy head twice before he saw Gong Zhaonan sleeping on the sofa by the window.

Cen Yan got out of bed and slightly lifted the bathrobe on Gong Zhaonan's body to look at the wound on his leg. He was relieved after confirming that there was no infection, but Gong Zhaonan's face turned red and his breathing seemed a little heavy. On the forehead, as expected, Gong Zhaonan had a fever, but fortunately it was not a high fever.

Cen Yan picked him up and put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, put a wet towel on his forehead, and went downstairs to get the medicine box.

"Mr. Cen," Wei sat downstairs for the whole night, afraid that they would make trouble again, "It's just right that you are here, bring me the medicine box."

"Are you sick?" Wei hurriedly stood up and went to the kitchen to get the medicine box, "You are really serious, Mr. Gong had a fever last night, and you are looking for the medicine box again today, you..."

"Gong Zhaonan had a fever last night?" Cen Yan glanced at the upstairs room, he knew that he drank too much last night, after thinking about it again, he knew what was going on.

"Yeah, you asked me to pick him up in the car. When I got in the car, he didn't even have any clothes on, and the window was still open, and you treated him..." Wei didn't go on talking, and sighed, "What's even more annoying is that when I asked him why he didn't put on his clothes, he actually told me that you asked him to take them off, and you didn't let him wear them before you left."

"You two, let's toss each other now. When one side tosses the other, you will give up." Wei put the medicine box in front of Cen Yan, and he could say that he watched Cen Yan and Gong Zhaonan come together Those who have come to terms with their feelings now see that the two of them don't feel uncomfortable when they say this, and it's fake if they don't get angry, not to mention that Cen Yan has never treated himself as a servant, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.

When Cen Yan came back to the room with the medicine box, Gong Zhaonan had already woken up, sat on the bed with the towel in his hand and was in a daze, seeing Cen Yan coming in, subconsciously wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

"Just wait," Cen Yan stopped him, "Does your stomach hurt?"

Gong Zhaonan shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, thank you Mr. Cen for your concern."

Cen Yan took out the antipyretics and threw them on the bed, "Twice a day, I'll ask Wei to bring you the food later."

"If Mr. Cen had cared for me long ago, why would he mercilessly inflict harm on me? This kind of business of slapping me and feeding me sweet dates, you have a good time, but I am not happy to take it. "

Cen Yan had already walked to the door, but Gong Zhaonan turned back from the door with a word. He lifted Gong Zhaonan's chin, "If you can't bear it, you have to bear it, and I'm just worried that you will die so easily. gone."

"Of course not," Gong Zhaonan forced a laugh, looking very weak, "I haven't repaid the damage that Mr. Cen inflicted on me, how could I be willing to die."

After Cen Yan left, Gong Zhaonan lowered his eyes to look at the medicine bottle in front of him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He did it on purpose just now, but it was just that Cen Yan was in the middle of the game and would not notice it. He didn't want Cen Yan to treat him well, because He really didn't want to stumble on Cen Yan anymore, even if Cen Yan showed any signs of being nice to him, he was afraid that he would soften his heart.

So he can only do this, and he must continue to do this, so that his hatred for Cen Yan will become more and more severe, and Cen Yan will become more and more disgusted with himself, so that in the end, the two will forget each other.

Author's gossip: Thank you for the support of the two little angels, xiaoxiongwei and was4411, by name!