Fierce God's Vest Super Healing

I don't want to be a demon like Zhu Jiuyin, the criminal you hunt down...

After Ying Chuan walked out, he was awakened by the evening wind outside, and his irritability was also reduced a lot.

He had to admit that there was some truth in Ji He's words.

Hou Chen would not go crazy if he hadn't been contaminated with his dragon blood.If there were no big monsters like them this time, it is estimated that these little monsters would be killed on the spot.

But what about next time?What about next time?Houchen is like an untimed bomb, and it may surprise everyone with such a sudden attack at any time.

Apart from being contaminated with dragon blood, is there any other way to help him recover his demon power?

How can I control his demonic power, or let him learn to control the demonic power and stop going crazy?

Ying Chuan felt that this pile of questions was like a swarm of mosquitoes circling and buzzing in his mind.

I don't know how Houchen is doing now?Did Ji He stay at his house to take care of him, or did he leave?When Ying Chuan thought about Houchen, he felt even more irritable.

How to snatch Houchen from Jihe's side is also a troublesome matter, especially Bai Zili and Wu Geng all know the influence of dragon blood on Houchen. In order to prevent this bomb from exploding, they will definitely do their best. She tried her best to shorten the distance between Houchen and him.

Sigh... It's rare for him to fall in love with such a person, why is the future before him so full of thorns?

After thinking about it for more than an hour, Ying Chuan flicked off the layer of soot that fell from his body, and walked slowly back to the treatment room.

Wait a minute, he still has to rush this group of little demons back to the Demon Management Bureau to continue the interrogation work in the second half of the night.

When the sky was dim, Ying Chuan stretched his waist and walked out of the gate of the Demon Control Bureau slowly.He planned to have breakfast nearby, and then go back to the kennel to sleep.

It's not how dedicated he is, it's just that there are not enough people.A batch of dozens of injured little demons were caught, Jin Yan and the others couldn't manage them, not to mention Zhang Dapeng's hand was also injured. With him as the chief of the interrogation scene, he was somewhat deterrent to these arrogant little hooligans.

Thinking of these old, weak, sick and disabled subordinates, Ying Chuan sighed.

Two deep-fried dough sticks, a big pancake, and a cup of hot soy milk, he wolfed it down, picked up the car keys and got up, only to remember that his right arm had been burnt through a blood hole last night, making it inconvenient to drive.

Raising his hand to look at his watch, it was past six o'clock in the morning, and he was a little worried about the future.

Instead of standing at the door of his house as usual, he teleported directly to Houchen's bedside.

On the one hand, it was too early to knock on the door.On the other hand, he was worried that Ji He would stay here last night, and wanted to come over quietly to check on the situation.

Huh?no one?No, the quilt on the bed was shaking slightly.

He threw off the quilt violently, and saw Hou Chen holding his head in his hands, curled up into a ball, closed his eyes tightly, sobbing softly, the corners of his eyes were moist.

At this moment, Ying Chuan felt that the softest piece of flesh on the tip of his heart hurt as if someone had bitten him.

He lay down on the bed silently, wrapped Houchen's entire shoulders into his arms with his uninjured left hand, and let his head rest on his chest, as if he was comforting a child having a nightmare, and gently patted looking at his back.

Hou Chen's rare obedience.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

The quiet time always passes quickly.Ding ding ding, at eight o'clock, the alarm clock rang on time.

Ying Chuan propped up half of his body, turned off the alarm clock on the bedside, and leaned into his ear, his tone was extremely gentle: "It wasn't your fault last night... I'll figure out what to do next. Don't go to the clinic today, accompany me." accompany me."

Once a manic person becomes gentle, there will be a strange charm, which makes people want to be quiet with him, trust him, and rely on him.

Hou Chen didn't speak, but gently wrapped his arms around his waist, and snuggled deeper into his arms.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, smelling the very light cologne and sweat stains on his body, I feel inexplicably at ease.After a sleepless night, he did not know when he fell asleep.

After tossing all night, Ying Chuan was also sleepy.He closed his eyes gently, tried to breathe as flat and slow as possible, and arched his back slightly so that he could have a more comfortable sleeping position in his arms.

This time, I slept until dusk.No one bothered them.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bed, Ying Chuan woke up first.He slowly withdrew his numb arm, rubbed it, turned his face sideways, and looked at Houchen who hadn't woken up beside him.

Even though his eyes fell on his face unscrupulously, Houchen's sleeping face was as peaceful as a child's, pure and beautiful, Ying Chuan couldn't move his eyes for a while, and stared at the side for a long time, his expression seemed to be overflowing with water. Generally soft.

He didn't expect that the first time he slept on Houchen's bed, it would be in this situation, it would be so peaceful and peaceful, without any desires or desires.

Tiptoing into the kitchen, he deftly made a cup of instant noodles, then found out a pack of open mustard, and began to eat with gusto.

He just took a few mouthfuls of noodles when he heard the sound of slippers being kicked and tapped in the living room. He turned his head and saw Hou Chen walking over, rubbing his sleepy eyes. The collar of his pajamas was tilted to one side, and several buttons were undone. , the white skin on the chest can be seen looming.

Ying Chuan's Adam's apple slid up and down twice impatiently, and a piece of noodles in his mouth happened to get stuck between the esophagus and trachea. He was choked up and coughed loudly, tears streaming down his face.

He shook his hands, motioning for Houchen to hurry up and pass a glass of water over to save his life.

Holding Houchen's hand, after drinking half a glass of water, Ying Chuan let out a sigh of relief: "Oh, I almost died in your hand again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Houchen's face darken.

Ying Chuan made a gesture and slapped himself a big mouth, and hurried to make amends: "No...it's not what you think, I—"

At this time, it seemed that saying anything was superfluous, Ying Chuan let out a long sigh in his heart.

Houchen turned around and walked out of the kitchen, sitting on the sofa without saying a word, with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

There is no way to eat this bowl of noodles.Ying Chuan sniffed, slowly moved to the front of the sofa, and stroked the messy hair on top of his head.

"I haven't eaten for a day. Let me cook a bowl of noodles for you." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the kitchen quickly without waiting for Chen's response.

A few minutes later, a steaming bowl of instant noodles was placed on the tea table in front of him.

Hou Chen was not polite, picked it up, and ate it with a sip. Ying Chuan swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly opened a pack of soda crackers on the coffee table, and ate a few slices.

In the evening, Houchen opened the medical records of several patients and filed detailed diagnosis and treatment records on the computer, while Ying Chuan turned on the mobile phone and read the interrogation materials sent by Jin Yan. , Occasionally Houchen would pour him a glass of water.

After chatting with Zhang Dapeng on WeChat, Ying Chuan looked at Hou Chen beside him, feeling a little satisfied.

In fact, this is the way of life he has been yearning for all the time - no need to talk about nothing, no need to buy flowers or watch movies, no need to give gifts on New Years and holidays, not to mention flattery, all kinds of compensations...

In the previous dewy relationships, whether it was a man or a woman, they would dislike each other for a year or so at most. No matter who was right or who was wrong, there was no way for him to be as comfortable as he is now.

Ying Chuan had lived for 13 years, and for the first time he seriously wanted to settle down.

Dang, Dang, Dang, the hanging clock on the wall struck ten times, interrupting his thoughts.Hou Chen raised his head, looked at the clock, then at him, and pouted towards the door pointingly.

"Can I not leave? Your place is much more comfortable than my kennel." Ying Chuan hurriedly expressed his attitude of wanting to stay overnight.

"Look - I need someone to take care of my hands too, don't I? I can't even dress or take a shower by myself..." He continued to sneer.

Hou Chen saw that his words became more and more outrageous, so he gave him a blank look, got up and walked back to the bedroom.

In fact, Houchen was hesitant in his heart.For several days in a row, watching Ying Chuan get hurt continuously, he felt guilty towards him, and still had a faint feeling of distress.

He knew that Ying Chuan was befriending him in various ways, trying to stay by his side, and he could figure out his sincerity.

However, his problem has to be solved. Before it is resolved, if he allows himself to fall in love with Ying Chuan, one day he will accidentally hurt him, and he will really fall into a situation beyond redemption.

It's better to accept Ji He, don't ask about the past, don't care about the future, live a life as simple as water, respect each other as guests, don't worry about hurting anyone, don't worry about owing anyone.Maybe it was good for all three of them.

……

Seeing that he hadn't gone downstairs for a long time, Ying Chuan followed him into the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Houchen leaning against the bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of him, motionless, obviously thinking about something.

Sigh...he just doesn't understand why Hou Chen has to put so much thought into it?

The life of a monster is long, why can't you live a more free and easy life?

You have to learn the red tape of the human race, get involved in a lot of emotional entanglements, and say goodbye to life and death.

Ying Chuan stepped forward, put his injured right arm on Houchen's shoulder intentionally, leaned forward, and gave a naughty smile: "Xiaochen, I've already slept with you, are you still thinking about what you have? I will fight against anything in the future, you just have to be your doctor with peace of mind."

Hearing his shameless words for the first time, Houchen's ears felt hot, and he wanted to push him away.

"Aiyo, aiyo... Baby, take it easy." Ying Chuan yelled exaggeratedly, and leaned even tighter.

The hot breath sprayed on Houchen's forehead and cheeks.

"Get up... I've never seen such a rascal like you, who slept for you?!" Hou Chen straightened his face, shortened his body, and stood up.

Faced with such a shameless monster, Houchen really has nothing to do, unlike facing Ji He...

Thinking of Ji He, Hou Chen looked at Ying Chuan seriously, and even used honorifics.

"In response to the situation, I think it is necessary for us to discuss the issue. This cannot be avoided."

"I've gone crazy twice in a row, both because I came across your dragon's blood. It was a coincidence that I was able to comfort myself the first time, so what about last night?

how to explain!I know that you really want to help me recover my demon power, but the consequences of recovering my demon power are very serious. I will go crazy, deny my relatives, and become a bloodthirsty monster. "

He took a deep breath and went on—

"I don't want to be an evil monster like Zhu Jiuyin, a criminal you hunt down... I don't even want to accidentally hurt you... For the safety of each other, please stay away from me."

"If you push me again, I will directly agree to Ji He."

He mustered up the courage to say the last sentence, in order to make Ying Chuan completely give up.