Surgeon Master Andrology

Gong Zhaonan followed Cen Yan from Anny's office all the way to the gate of the hospital without saying a word, until he saw Cen Yan opened the passenger door of a red sports car to signal him to get in the car, he couldn't help but let out a sentence , "Ye Yuhan really understands you well enough."

Cen Yan smiled without saying a word, and helped him close the car door, walked around and sat in on the other side, "Are you dissatisfied with me or the car?"

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm not satisfied." Gong Zhaonan rolled his eyes and leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed. "Actually, you don't have to do this for me. I can accept whether my mother can wake up or not."

"I have also discussed your mother's case with some domestic experts. We all agree that your mother cannot be regarded as a vegetative state. He is just in a coma. There is no problem with his brain function," Cen Yan started the car and drove out of the parking space, "Trust me, it will get better."

Gong Zhaonan didn't speak, and turned his head slightly to the side that Cen Yan couldn't see.

Cen Yan noticed Gong Zhaonan's small movements, raised his hand to touch the cigarette, turned his head to look at Gong Zhaonan, and then retracted his half-stretched hand. He naturally knew the grudge in Gong Zhaonan's heart. Gong Zhaonan didn't want to talk too much about his mother with him. The topic, in fact, Cen Yan knows better than anyone else that the biggest obstacle to Gong Zhaonan's inability to be with him calmly is his mother lying unconscious on the hospital bed, followed by the physical and mental harm he caused to him after the first reunion in three years, and ...Those people who came and went by my side in the past three years.

It's just that Gong Zhaonan, who met again three years later, never had a chance to mention this, but Cen Yan understood, especially after Cen Yan read Gong Zhaonan's diary, he could understand that Gong Zhaonan was writing that he was a gangster since he was a child. Feeling lonely, sad and even envious afterwards, Gong Zhaonan envied the people around Cen Yan, because they were just like himself back then.

This is also the reason why Cen Yan suddenly came to his senses after reading Gong Zhaonan's diary page by page. The forced strength revealed between the lines was so distressing that he was at a loss for what to do.

"Where are we going?" Gong Zhaonan opened his eyes and looked at the people coming and going outside the car window, feeling a sense of loneliness in a foreign country.

"Go back and rest," Cen Yan turned to look at Gong Zhaonan, "Tired?"

"It's okay." Gong Zhaonan sat up and stretched. He was indeed tired. He barely slept for more than ten hours on the plane. It would be a lie to say that he was not tired.

"You don't hide that you didn't rent the house now," Gong Zhaonan got out of the car and looked up at the house that Ye Yu had been living in for a few days before, without hiding the teasing in his tone.

Cen Yan didn't care, and smiled and posted it next to Gong Zhaonan, "I didn't rent it, I bought it."

"..." Gong Zhaonan felt that Cen Yan at this moment was no different from a murderous demon, "Sure enough, if you have money, you can do whatever you want."

"It's okay, don't be envious," Cen Yan followed Gong Zhaonan into the elevator and pressed the floor, "I bought it in your name."

"...Then can I sell it for money?" Gong Zhaonan thought for a while, then quickly raised his hand to interrupt what Cen Yan wanted to say, "Wait a little longer, you lied to me about the rent?"

What Cen Yan has always admired the most is Gong Zhaonan's brain circuit. He nodded and accepted the charge calmly, "To a certain extent, it is indeed like this."

"Psycho, you!"

Gong Zhaonan took out the key to open the door, then turned his head and gave Cen Yan a look, and then entered the room and closed the door in one go without delay.

"Honey, do you have the heart to shut me out?"

"Be obedient and open the door."

"Gong Zhaonan?"

"Hey?"

Gong Zhaonan sat on the sofa and listened to Cen Yande's knock on the door with satisfaction, feeling a strange pleasure in his heart.

Until he heard the sound of the key opening the door outside and saw Cen Yan push the door in, and then closed the door.

"..." Gong Zhaonan looked at the key in Cen Yan's hand and wanted to curse, "Why do you knock on the door if you have the key?"

"To make you happy." Cen Yan said these four words without changing his expression. Gong Zhaonan didn't want to say a word to him anymore, because he had never won the time to confront Cen Yan head-on.

What's so special is that I don't have a long memory! ! !

Cen Yan changed into his slippers, went into the house, took off his coat, and went straight into the kitchen. When Cen Yan came out of the kitchen with the noodles, Gong Zhaonan had already finished his shower and was sitting on the sofa wiping his hair. Cen Yan put down the noodles and reached out to take the towel from Gong Zhaonan's hand , "Eat it while it's hot."

Gong Zhaonan is not hypocritical. He is not used to eating airplane meals, so he basically doesn't eat much. His hypocritical stomach has long protested. In order to sleep comfortably, it is better to eat enough first.

"Ye Yuhan is Qu Ling's boyfriend."

Cen Yan sat next to Gong Zhaonan and watched him eat. Gong Zhaonan paused with the chopsticks in his hand and continued to eat, but he listened carefully to what Cen Yan said next.

"After Qu Ling passed away, he went abroad until now, so from the beginning to the end, Qu Ling has always treated me like a brother, nothing else."

"how about you?"

"I thought it was love before, but now, I don't know it."

"So why are you telling me this?" Gong Zhaonan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Is there an explanation to the past?"

"I have an expectation for the future, I know that Quling him..."

"Qu Ling has nothing to do with me at all." Gong Zhaonan stood up and turned to look condescendingly at Cen Yan who was sitting on the sofa, "Cen Yan, the reason I cared so much about Qu Ling before was because I was afraid that I would replace Qu Ling in your eyes. I really mind Ling's existence, but now I don't care, it doesn't matter if you treat me like anyone else, I don't care, so you don't need to explain this to me, do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Cen Yan nodded, didn't say anything more, took the bowl that Gong Zhaonan put on the coffee table and went straight into the kitchen, but Gong Zhaonan who was left behind was a little at a loss.

Is this Cen Yan?Why is it so suddenly...Gong Zhaonan couldn't even find an adjective to describe Cen Yan just now, poor?Not suitable, sad?It's too exaggerated.

It just suddenly gave Gong Zhaonan a feeling that he had done something wrong, as if he had hurt an innocent child.

That's right, that's the feeling. Thinking about it carefully, it was the first time I saw Cen Yan like this. Is Cen Yan feeling sad because of what he said, or because he thought of Qu Ling and felt hurt.

Of course, between the two, Gong Zhaonan is more willing to believe in the latter.

In fact, Cen Yan didn't think too much, but he didn't know how to answer Gong Zhaonan, so he chose the best way to be silent, not to mention that Cen Yan knew better than anyone that the reason why Gong Zhaonan resisted telling him about it was nothing more than Forcibly oppress him and don't be soft-hearted, so there is no need to force Gong Zhaonan too tightly, moderate tightness is the best way to attack.

When Cen Yan came out of the kitchen and entered the bedroom, Gong Zhaonan was already asleep. Cen Yan stood by the bed and watched Gong Zhaonan for a long time before going to bed and getting ready to sleep.

"Huh?" Although the sound of Cen Yan going to bed could not be more light, Gong Zhaonan still woke up. Cen Yan stretched out his arms and hugged Gong Zhaonan into his arms, "It's okay, go to sleep."

Gong Zhaonan was indeed sleepy, coupled with the familiar smell of Cen Yan's body, he found a comfortable position next to Cen Yan and immediately fell asleep again, but it was hard for Cen Yan. No more.

City C on the other side.

Wen Jiajun was arranged by Cen Yan to go to the villa to accompany Ling Yue and Ling Yang, and ran away that afternoon with the computer he carried with him. If Wen Jiajun knew that what he saw after entering the door was such a lively scene, call Even if he died, he would not have set up the defense system to automatically filter himself.

Hearing the movement at the door, Ling Yue and Ling Yang looked over at the same time, and bumped into Wen Jiajun who wanted to run away. The three of them were very embarrassed, until Wen Jiajun said with a dry smile, "How about... I'll go out for a while."

When the two of them put on their clothes and reopened the door to let Wen Jiajun in, Ling Yue couldn't help pointing to the monitoring computer and asking him, "Why is this... not responding?"

"Uh," Wen Jiajun touched his nose in embarrassment, and raised the phone in his hand, "I was bored, so I hacked the protection system."

"..."

Ling Yue said she had nothing to say.

"What about the door?" Ling Yue remembered what Wen Jiajun told them at the beginning, because this area is privately owned by Cen Yan, so anyone who can get close to the villa except his own people may be in danger. Within 500 meters, the monitoring will sound an alarm, and the door can only be opened from the inside, even if there is a key from the outside, it cannot be opened unless Cen Yan's own face recognition is used.

"I... was idle and bored, and added my own face."

"...Damn!" Ling Yue turned her head to see Ling Yang spit out a dirty word to express her speechlessness, "Did you see it? Don't mess with anyone who knows about black technology. You will die sooner or later."

"No! I didn't know you guys would do this in broad daylight, didn't you..."

Ling Yue and Ling Yang glared at him at the same time, Wen Jiajun raised his hands to express his surrender, "I was wrong, I was wrong with the two big brothers, I will improve the system completely, let alone me! I can't even let Cen Yan in! ?"

"I found out that none of the people around Cen Yan are normal?" Ling Yue shrugged, "Really, don't you think so?"

Sheng Jun immediately appeared in Wen Jiajun's head, and he nodded in agreement, but thinking that Ling Yue also seemed to classify himself as "the people around Cen Yan", he immediately retorted, "Don't you guys count as" the people around Cen Yan? people"?"

"I didn't say I was normal." Ling Yue took out a Coke from the refrigerator and threw it to the two of them. "Anyway, at least in the eyes of the little boy, I am abnormal. This is enough to make me sad for a while."

"Again?"

Ling Yang took a deep look at Ling Yue from the side to express his warning, and Ling Yue approached with a smile on her face, "You're talking nonsense, as long as you understand."

"You...do you mind if I don't live here with you?" Wen Jiajun cleared his throat, stretched out his index finger and pointed to the bottom of his feet, "I mean, you live here by yourself, I'll go."

"do not mind."

"do not mind."

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