I'm an attack in a wealthy dog-blood novel

It was past ten o'clock in the evening when Mo Ziyao returned to the apartment. In the past few months, he always faced an empty apartment when he came back. The first thing he did when he came back was to take care of the plants on the balcony, because Zhao Haiyang was not there, and he was not very old. Knowing how to take care of it, in fact, at least one-third of it has withered, and the ones that are not withered are also on the way to wither, have turned yellow, and the branches are hollow.

The owner is gone, why do you keep these plants? Their owner doesn’t want them. What is the purpose of death and life? Mo Ziyao angrily uprooted one of the plants that was hollow and had no possibility of salvage. , After pulling out several trees in a row, I felt relieved after pulling them out.

Before going to bed, Mo Ziyao played with Zhao Haiyang’s mobile phone, and looked at the messages he sent to others. They all stayed four months ago, and he lost it as soon as he said it. He didn’t want any money, and the money in the bank card was never touched. how he lives.

Mo Ziyao thought that in another month at most, he would be able to find someone. Haiyang must still be in Huai City, as long as he did not leave Huai City, he would always be able to find someone.

However, the fact is that another half a year later, even when his company got back on track and survived the crisis, he still couldn't find anyone.

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On June 6th, I looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall. There was a date and a time on it. Apart from that, there was nothing else to tell me the passage of time. It reminded me that it had been half a year. I lost contact with the outside world. In this villa, the only people I saw were the aunt who occasionally came to clean and cook, my guard, the doctor, and Jiang Darong.

I am not allowed to use any electronic devices. Jiang Darong said that he was afraid that I would contact others and take me away, so he dared not gamble on this chance.

The wounds on my body were healed and repeated again and again. They were all minor injuries. The medicine Jiang Darong gave me was very expensive and good medicine. The wounds made by him were not deep and rarely saw blood. Nothing major has happened, and my body is slowly getting better.

I came out of the pool and was covered in a big towel as soon as I got up.

"Everyone says not to enter the water, what if your wound becomes inflamed."

I don't know when Jiang Darong came over and wiped off the water droplets on my body with a towel. There may be more than a dozen slightly broken welts on my chest.

Because of my special constitution, the doctor told me not to enter the water with a wound, for fear of infection and inflammation of the wound. It happened once in half a year. I had a fever. Jiang Darong invited several doctors to see me. No danger.

I glanced at him lightly and said, "This is my only hobby here, do you want to deprive me of this? Besides, why did I get the wound? It's not because of you."

"Okay, my fault, I apologize to you."

This scene seems familiar, always apologizing, but never changing.

I sighed in my heart and let Jiang Darong wipe it off for him, but when our eyes met, I was about to say something when Jiang Darong kissed me.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Darong hugged me again.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had not completely set, and it was very bright outside, and the sun shone in the swimming pool, sparkling. I didn't hug back, but just stood quietly by the pool, looking at the sun above, and looking at it again. that high wall.

"Go in, don't get too cold."

"How can it be cold in such a hot day?"

Huaicheng in June has actually entered the early summer, and the temperature today is as high as [-] degrees. I don’t know if it’s because I just came out of the swimming pool. The water vapor evaporates quickly, and with the breeze blowing, I’m really cold. Fortunately, It feels warmer with a towel wrapped around it.

Jiang Darong followed me into the bathroom, he seemed to be in a good mood today, and when he was in a good mood, he preferred to obey me.

Usually, he likes me to obey him and listen to him completely. If he doesn’t listen, he will still get angry, and I will be the one who suffers when I get angry.

Afterwards, we came out of the bathroom and I changed into a clean set of clothes.

Jiang Darong asked me if I wanted to eat. I shook my head and said I was not hungry. It was still early, so I went to read a book. Regarding my idea of ​​using a computer, I was rejected by Jiang Darong. Computer or mobile phone, there are not many things that can be done in this huge villa. Reading is one of them. I spend most of my free time reading. I asked Jiang Darong to buy the book for me.

In the past six months, the original bookcase has been almost full, and there is a whole wall. In fact, there are many books that I have not had time to read. It takes time to really read a book.

Anyway, he has money, and it's not my money, so I don't feel sorry for him.

Jiang Darong also went to make a call, as if explaining his work.

We didn't start eating until eight o'clock in the evening. After eating, we didn't do anything. I continued to read until before going to bed. Jiang Darong also came to lie down. His mobile phone was put aside. Face recognition is required to unlock it.

"Want to do something?"

"No, I'm tired, my wound hurts."

"Shall I apply medicine to you?"

"No, I want to sleep."

Jiang Darong didn't bother me, and went to sleep after turning off the lights.

I thought my body was getting better, and the weight that I had lost in the past six months slowly gained back, but that night I had a fever again, the second time I had a fever in the past six months, I fell asleep and felt uncomfortable, light-headed, My body was burning hot, and I couldn't breathe, so I reached out to shake the person next to me awake.

Jiang Darong also woke up very quickly. Compared with the first time he was at a loss, he was obviously calmer this time. He immediately called the doctor and gave me antipyretics.

"I told you not to go into the water, you go down."

"The water in the swimming pool is warm. My body is like this. It's not like you don't know it. Besides, I've run out of medicine."

I sat up and took a deep breath. I had finished taking the medicine half a year ago. I looked at Jiang Darong with a calm expression. Seriously, you shouldn't have experienced when I was seriously ill, are you planning to hold me like this all the time?"

Jiang Darong returned to the appearance I remembered, gloomy and cold, with his jaw stretched into a line.

"I can have the doctor come."

I smiled, "Ordinary doctors can't save me. You forget that I am a medical student. Those medicines are for saving me. Otherwise, whoever takes the medicine will suffer so much."

"I can get you medicine."

"Those medicines are special medicines, which cannot be bought in the market. You know that I have the same disease as Xiang Qian. Those medicines can only be obtained from the doctor over there, and you cannot buy them."

"You tell me the name of the medicine, I have a way to get it."

Seeing Jiang Darong's insistence, I didn't argue with him. I nodded and didn't continue talking. At the same time, I leaned against him, unable to fall asleep, and very uncomfortable. I could only slowly endure while awake.

The doctor came over soon. In fact, I know my illness. Compared with the doctors Jiang Darong invited me, I know better than them. If you have a fever, you can only suffer it hard. Take some antipyretics to prevent it from continuing to have a high fever and burn your head. , there is no other treatment.

Compared with bleeding, the symptoms of fever are mild and will subside after a few days.

The doctor came and left, no, it shouldn’t have left, but stayed on the first floor for a while, I don’t have an air traffic doctor, take care of myself first, I have nothing to do, I have a headache and I shouldn’t be able to read the book, He could only look at Jiang Darong.

Jiang Darong looks better than his younger brother Jiang Hongyu, but he is also old after all, so he is definitely not as good-looking as he was when he was young.

But I can still see, the eyebrows and eyes look comfortable, but he does things too freely. He is actually a little more ruthless than Mo Ziyao. Sometimes Mo Ziyao may be a little loose, and when he is loose, he will agree to my request.

But Jiang Darong didn't at all. In the past six months, no matter what the circumstances, he never agreed to some of my requests.

For example, if I want a computer to go online, even if I say it’s okay not to connect to the Internet, he doesn’t agree, probably because he wants to keep me imprisoned like this.

"Look at what I do?"

"I am bored."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Ah."

"Have you always been like this?"

"Often, I still bleed often, and I can't stop bleeding once, so I told you not to hurt me, don't let me bleed, but after a long time, you should see it."

"That Xiang Qian will do the same?"

"He's more serious than me."

"That's why their family members and Mo Ziyao support so many people, and even opened a hospital."

I don't answer.

Jiang Darong looked at Zhao Haiyang, and it was only at this time that Zhao Haiyang showed a little fragility. Usually he was very calm, accepting him calmly, accepting everything he did to him calmly, even when he was tempted occasionally.

But seeing that he was determined, and quickly stopped the temptation, he knew that his heart was not here, he knew that he wanted to go out, and he didn't want to be held by him like this all the time.

But he couldn't let him go out. Once he was released, there would be no possibility for him to be with him. Mo Ziyao was still looking for him. If Mo Ziyao found out, he didn't know whether he would be able to detain him or not.

He doesn't think he likes men, he has no desire for other men, unlike his brother.

And he doesn't like the way men and men get happiness, he doesn't like it, but he knows Zhao Haiyang likes it.

So when he is in a good mood, he will let Zhao Haiyang tease him like this, but he won't, he just likes Zhao Haiyang, likes to control him, and gets pleasure from controlling and obtaining.

Probably because of the fever, Zhao Haiyang's lips were as red as red roses, his face was pale at this time, and he looked pitiful and fragile. If it wasn't for his illness, he really wanted to treat him like he did two days ago.

When Zhao Haiyang took the initiative to come up to kiss him, there was a ripple in his heart.

Originally, he only wanted to play the game for a while, but he wanted to keep playing like this forever.

It was almost six o'clock in the morning when Zhao Haiyang fell asleep again, but Jiang Darong couldn't sleep anymore.

Zhao Haiyang is not lying, he is really sick and really needs to take medicine, this, he knows from Zhao Haiyang's mobile phone, he has the same disease as Xiang Qian.

Because he is in better health than Xiang Qian, so in an emergency, he needs a blood transfusion to Xiang Qian, and Mo Ziyao and the others regard him as a blood donor to save that Xiang Qian's life.

It's just that Zhao Haiyang said that he needs to take medicine, more because he took the opportunity to escape from him, he wanted to be free.

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