The system always wants me to attack the boss

Bi Chuanlian felt that the original owner's past followed him like a shadow, which was really aggrieved.But this face, this body, and his own looks exactly the same, which makes him confused and will not settle this bad debt.

Just admit it all, lest you have to be punctured by others every time.But how would he open his mouth for things like stalking the other party...

Bi Chuanlian still couldn't speak until he bit his lips until he was bloodless. He raised his head to look at Ying Lingyou, trying to get away with it.

The other party sighed, "Don't fight in the future. If you can't control your temper, read more books. There are ways to cultivate yourself in the book." Ying Lingyou squatted down, pinched Bi Chuanlian's face, "Don't Bite, I don't mind these passing."

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Why is Kaolin Flower still so talkative?

Could it be... that lady hasn't revealed his name yet?He still has a chance to pick up the vest? !Bi Chuan's eyes lit up even for a moment, and a flame called hope was ignited.

"My mother said that your competition works are doing well, and you are changing." In fact, the original words did not say that. It was obvious that the original words contained a prejudice against the past, and Ying Lingyou just chose a nicer one.

"She really praised me?" Impossible, right?Obviously just in front of him, she was furious.Bi Chuan even thought that if the lady didn't mention his name, she might feel that his mouth would be dirty.

However, why didn't he even mention the matter of his stalking?

"...Just be yourself." In the end, Ying Lingyou couldn't lie against his conscience. In fact, his mother hated this person very much, and it could be seen in his words and actions.

Rao only had the time to get off the elevator, and he had already started to criticize the absurd things he did when he first entered school.If it wasn't for the security guard who happened to meet, and was distracted by the stalker incident tonight, I'm afraid he would be talking endlessly.

"Brother?"

Finding that the crisis seemed to be really resolved, Bi Chuanlian continued to insinuate for a while, and finally confirmed that the other party really didn't know his real name, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stop making trouble, I'll take you to see a doctor tomorrow." With such a neck, a bruise was shocking.

"Okay, brother."

Bi Chuanlian became very obedient again at this time, nodded all the time, and quietly put the small rucksack back into the bedroom, pretending that he had no intention of running away just now.

They spent the night peacefully, and the next day Ying Lingyou dragged him into the car. He was familiar with the road and arrived at the door of a private clinic without using navigation.

Inside was an older doctor, who had just taken the pulse of an old woman, and when he saw Ying Lingyou with a sideways glance, he pursed his lips and signaled him to wait a while.

Ying Lingyou nodded, pulled the curious young man who was still looking around, and sat on a soft stool beside him to wait.

Bi Chuan observed for a long time. There were many cabinets of Chinese herbal medicines here. He knew what some of them were just by smelling them. I don't want to drink Chinese medicine, it's too bitter."

Since he was a child, he has almost eaten Chinese medicine as a meal.

Every time, he suffered so much that he had no idea of ​​survival.

Ying Lingyou glanced at him, saw this coquettish person whispering in his ear, and gave him a symbolic squeeze on the back of his neck, which was still intact, to comfort him.

"Lingyou, did you bring someone here today?"

"Uncle Fu, he is my friend."

"Oh, what happened to this neck? This is a cruel attack." When the old doctor saw the patient, his benevolence as a doctor burst out in an instant. What a beautiful child, how could he be made like this.

While seeing the doctor, he inquired about the situation, and later saw Ying Lingyou went out to answer the phone. The old doctor couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Bi Chuanlian in a low voice, "Young man, your injury is caused by someone strangling you from behind. live?"

"Yes……"

"Is it related to Lingyou?"

Bi Chuan didn't even know whether he should answer or not. This shouldn't be a question that a doctor should ask, but seeing him hesitate, the old doctor put on such a face again.

"I just said, how could he bring people here? It's been several years, and those people don't give up."

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How many years? ?

That person last night didn't look very old.

Bi Chuanlian decided to pretend to be stupid, and the desire to perform began to stir up trouble again, "That's right, those people are too much."

In fact, he didn't think it was possible to be so scheming, but he still couldn't find the cause of Ying Lingyou's illness. Maybe the doctor can see it more intuitively.

"Hey, you don't even know that when I first saw Lingyou, he was so skinny." The old doctor started rambling, so there was no need for Bi Chuan to rack his brains to find a way to talk.

"After all these years, you were the first one brought to me by him."

Bi Chuanlian was a little embarrassed, and began to coddle, "But he...is obviously very uncomfortable, and he always locks himself up and doesn't tell me." Bi Chuanlian paused, pretending to be particularly aggrieved, "especially us They've all lived together…”

Just as the old doctor was about to say something to echo, he saw Ying Lingyou standing at the door with a strange expression on his face.The old doctor fell silent immediately. Doctors, don't reveal too much of the patient's privacy.

But Bi Chuanlian had his back to the door, didn't see anyone at all, and was still improvising, "Last time he vomited badly and I asked him if he wanted to come to the hospital, but he refused, so he locked himself in the room and couldn't come out." It's..."

After Bi Chuan even finished speaking, he looked up at the doctor, seeing that he seemed indifferent, he became ruthless, and added, "Obviously...Obviously we will soon be able to sleep in the same bed, but he is still wary of me."

Ying Lingyou, who was leaning against the door, raised his eyebrows when he heard this sentence, even if they are a little better than ordinary friends now, it's not like what he said, right?

It seems that he not only loves to fight, has bad conduct, but also tells a lot of lies.

"Old doctor, can you tell me what's wrong with him? I also want... I also want to share something for him." At this point in the performance, Bi Chuan was almost sympathetic.

However, the old doctor, who was obviously talking about him just now, suddenly became complicated.

Bi Chuanlian wanted to continue to make persistent efforts, but was frightened silly by the sudden words behind him.

"Are you ready to sleep on a bed?"

The other party smiled coldly, and a faint breath rushed towards his face, hitting his back directly, and Bi Chuan was so embarrassed that he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Nor...not..." Bi Chuanlian tried to save the situation, but the opponent put a hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it lightly. It didn't hurt, but it was enough to arouse his whole body to tremble.

"I don't think there is any need for medical treatment for this throat, it's pretty good." Isn't it still possible to talk nonsense like this?

"I need to... need a doctor, it hurts." Bi Chuanlian immediately admitted.

The old doctor was also guilty. He thought they had a good relationship. After all, this kid reminded him not to prescribe too bitter medicine. Who knew that was not the case at all.

The old doctor hurriedly finished writing the prescription, threw it to the two quarreling boys, and motioned them to go outside to get it.

"Listen to my explanation, brother, I really care about you, that's why I am like this." As soon as Bi Chuan went out, he immediately pre-empted the attack, and almost swore to the sky with his claws raised.

"..." Ying Lingyou had no choice but to say, "Stop making trouble."

When the two walked back, Bi Chuanlian bought two ice creams to express his apology. They were cold, just enough to cure his sore throat.

But when it was handed to Ying Lingyou, the other party frowned, took it away, but did not intend to take it apart and eat it at all.

When I got home, I threw the ice cream into the refrigerator, and threatened Bi Chuanlian, "If I can't see it tomorrow, I will throw away all the happy water you bought."

"..." Bi Chuanlian was controlled like a child, very angry, and bit the ice cream on his hand several times as if to vent his anger.

But after eating the ice cream, he knocked on the door of Gaoling Zhihua's bedroom and shouted, "Brother, brother, are you free?" There was a little movement in the room.

"what happened?"

"I... I don't want to go to the hospital office to borrow keys like this. They will think I'm going to fight again. Can I borrow your computer and use it?"

Bi Chuanlian looked at the closed door, stretched his voice coquettishly, and he said the word "ah" in three tones in one tune, and finally coughed several times because his voice couldn't take it anymore.

Ying Lingyou opened the door, looked at him speechlessly, and handed him the notebook and mouse in his hand, "There are a lot of information in it, don't lose it."

Bi Chuan made a very understanding gesture, after all, he is suffering from it now.

After connecting to the computer, Bi Chuanlian didn't care what Ying Lingyou was doing, and went through a dark and dark life of typing codes all day long. He didn't remember to go downstairs to buy a supper for himself until he was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back.

The hot rice rolls and porridge can relieve the throat injury a little bit. He originally wanted to pack a copy for Ying Lingyou, but he was really afraid that the other party would vomit after eating it, so he hesitated and just bought a porridge.

It's okay for him to drink, so it's unlikely that the other party will vomit after drinking, right?Forget it, just spit it out, just let him smell himself.Spit and smell, hey, I'm just playing!

But in fact, when he returned, the other party's bedroom door was still closed.

"Brother?" He knocked on the door.

There was a faint sound coming from inside, like the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Bi Chuan didn't even think about it, "Brother, I'm in." He opened the door and went in, trying to put the porridge on his table. Then you can continue to work.

When the door was opened, he saw a rather dim environment, only the light from the bathroom and the flickering brightness of the computer on the desk.

Bi Chuan didn't even look sideways, trying not to pry into the privacy of the other party, put the porridge on the computer desk and slipped away.

After he finished typing a page, he was still wondering if the next door had had that bowl of porridge, so he gently opened the door of his bedroom, and quietly walked over to listen against the door.

Probably because it was the middle of the night, every little sound could be amplified infinitely. It seemed that there was the sound of running water from the faucet and suppressed vomiting. Bi Chuan was startled, opened the door and rushed in without even thinking about it.

I'll be good, you won't really eat whatever you want, right? !

But no matter how he knocked on the bathroom door, the people inside would not open it for him, "Senior Brother?! Senior Brother? Are you okay?!" Bi Chuan even turned the door lock, only to find that it was locked inside.

"Brother! Can you open the door? I have a way to make you feel better, brother?!" The system asked him to make a mobile medicine bag, and he didn't want to waste it like this.