Bewitched as cannon fodder

The man's tone was dangerous, with a feeling of suffocating him, but his thin lips were full of teasing and malice.

As if teasing a pet in his hand, the wanton smile in that tone made Sang Yi'an start to avoid his movements.

But when he turned sideways, the phone rang from the other party's sleeve, and the feeling of suffocation was fleeting.

After Sang Yi'an came back to his senses, he found that Yan Qingshen had left, leaving him alone in this spacious room.

He hesitated thinking that if he went back at this time, Yan Qingshen might not know what he would do, so he simply stayed and waited for him to come back before asking about going back.

And when he thought of the surveillance cameras all over the room, he couldn't help but shudder.

Maybe it was because the matter on the other side of the phone was serious, Yan Qingshen didn't come back all night, and he didn't come back the next day.

Sang Yi'an felt relieved, taking advantage of the good weather today, he came to the edge of the manor in the house, and saw green plants and colorful swaying flowers.

Then he had nothing to do and talked to the maid serving in the manor. When the two were discussing the flowers, the maid never dared to look directly at the beautiful boy in front of her.

Until the boy was about to eat and leave, the maid showed a lonely expression behind the boy's departure.

Sang Yi'an was completely unaware of all this, but the weather suddenly dropped, and he suddenly caught a cold that night.

He was lying on the bed drowsily, and then he heard the housekeeper talking on the phone. In a daze, it seemed that someone was gently wiping his cold sweat, and someone was whispering in his ear.

And Yan Qingshen, who came back temporarily after receiving the news, came to his ward and saw that the boy had been put in place and was sleeping soundly. For some reason, he completely let go of the worry he raised along the way.

He asked the housekeeper to bring a stool, and then sat beside him like that, carefully observing the lying on the bed, sick and bloodless at the moment, with a beautiful face as cute as a Sleeping Beauty, ready to be picked.

He didn't know what to think, his eyes were dark and deep, and then he lightly tapped the corners of his bright red lips with his fingertips, which were still stained with the warm water left after feeding them in.

The wet touch made him want to rub it until the other party couldn't take it anymore and woke up sobbing, and then he could only be slaughtered powerlessly.

His breathing became short of breath, but the butler who had been standing beside him kept his head down, not daring to watch the master's movements.

But it's a pity that these are all thoughts in his heart, maybe seeing the other party's sick appearance, it was the first time that he, who has always been ruthless, softened his heart and let Sang Yi'an who was lying on the hospital bed go.

It's just that when he was about to go out, he found a maid came to take care of Sang Yi'an, with worried and gentle eyes, and then carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, with careful and gentle movements.

He looked at it for a while, and when he finally went out with the butler, he said flatly: "The person who takes care of him, change to another."

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When Sang Yi'an woke up, it was the next day. He heard from the housekeeper that Yan Qingshen had visited him at night, and that the company had something to do today, so he would come to see him at night.

Sang Yi'an's body is still not fully recovered, and he just nodded subconsciously when he heard this.

The butler saw this scene, and kindly asked the doctor who had been waiting outside the door early in the morning to come over for a diagnosis.

It happened that the housekeeper of the villa had other matters to deal with, so the housekeeper left first, and only the doctor and Sang Yi'an were left here.

Sang Yi'an kept his head down, looking sleepy, feeling very uncomfortable, but only noticed that the doctor came over.

He raised his head, and saw a cold and handsome doctor in a white coat approaching in front of him.

The doctor walked over against the light and looked at it calmly, asked him a few questions very professionally, and then wrote something in the notebook he brought with him.

Sang Yi'an followed the doctor's advice, and then answered his questions, one person at a time, all about his physical problems.

It looked very harmonious, but when the words were about the same, Sang Yi'an thought everything was over, and just wanted to thank the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly ask him to lift up his shirt.

Sang Yi'an blushed with embarrassment and couldn't believe it.

The other party's brows were stern, and he even frowned as a matter of course and asked: "Routine examination, I need to listen to your breathing with a stethoscope."

While talking, he took out the stethoscope from the medicine box he carried with him, and Sang Yian, who had misunderstood the other party, immediately apologized to the other party.

Then obediently lifted up her top, exposing her beautiful waist and slender white skin to the air.

Something grew quietly in an instant, and Sang Yi'an asked very obediently: "Do you want to bring it up again?" With his movements, more and more skin was exposed.

The doctor's voice was low, and his voice was as cold as ice slag in an ice cave, when he finished saying "no need."

The doctor came closer, but it seemed inconvenient. From Sang Yi'an's angle, he could only see the arc of the doctor's tightly pursed lips showing a cold breath.

"It's not convenient for me to hold it in my mouth."

Thinking that his reason made the doctor very embarrassed, he clumsily held the corner of his clothes with his mouth, and put his hands behind his back.

The young man's beautiful and slender figure was exposed in the air, but the master didn't realize anything was wrong, and the jewel-like eyes trusted the person in front of him at this moment.

The light from outside poured in without knowing when, and fell on the delicate and beautiful young man's face, adding a layer of light.

When the cold stethoscope was placed on his chest, he couldn't help shivering from the cold, but he was afraid that he would make trouble for others, so he could only obediently accept the other party's diagnosis.

And the doctor in front of him didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that the doctor's hands seemed to shake just now.

Finally, when the doctor's examination was almost done, Sang Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and saw what the doctor's slender and white hand wrote in the notebook, and then put away the medicine box and gave a few simple instructions.

The whole person looked coldly without even looking at him, and walked out calmly.

Sang Yi'an couldn't help sighing in his heart, this doctor looks very cold-tempered, but he feels very professional.

At this time, many messages came from his mobile phone, all of which were from Wang Sheng, concerned about how he was doing in a flattering tone.

He simply replied to the other party with a few words, and then said that he would broadcast live in a few days when he remembered something.

But Wang Sheng, who had always regarded the other party as a tool to make money, just said in a flattering tone: "It's okay, you should rest more, don't be in a hurry."

Immediately afterwards, Sang Yi'an found out that Yan Qinghe also sent him a message at some point.

[Let's not break up please, I really love you. ]

Sang Yi'an could imagine the hurt and heartbroken look on the other side. Originally, Yan Qingshen was threatening him. If he took this opportunity to talk about breaking up with him, would Yan Qinghe not commit suicide in the end?

The system noticed his dangerous thoughts, and immediately reminded him of the plot mission in his mind.

[The host is just a task, please don't have any psychological burden, this is just a task! ]

In the end, Sang Yi'an could only type out one sentence amidst the warning sound of the system, [I don't want to break up either. ]

And just as Sang Yi'an was replying to the message, the doctor who had been leaving the villa opened the door and sat in the co-pilot.

"I saw him today. He's so cute. How can there be such an obedient person." The doctor, who had a dignified face just now, showed an obsessive and joyful smile at this moment.

But behind him, there was a man in a white coat tied to the back seat, struggling non-stop.

The author says:

Jiang Yubai, who tried every means to get close to his wife: Another day seeing his wife!

感谢在2022-04-1020:00:16~2022-04-1123:29:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yijiuyixin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?