Repeatedly jumping on the edge of death

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Today is December 12st, the day before the Tenth District Reunion Festival, An Yi was lying in the snowdrifts wearing a torn short sleeve, at least this would reduce the pain in his body.

The cold snow covered the skin, and after a long time, it actually felt warmer. The cut on the neck was shocking, and the wound was still bleeding out.

People passing by didn't dare to step forward. They didn't even dare to take a look at the child in front of them who was almost broken when touched, so they quickened their pace.

Even so, An Yi still had a smile on his face, and he escaped, escaped from that hell on earth.

What a shitty orphanage!What care about children's health is simply inferior to animals!

An Yi shrank her frail body into the snow, and everyone outside was a family, which was simply a temptation for a 12-year-old child.

An Yi stared at the person passing by him with fascination, the envy in his eyes could not be hidden, thirsty, he grabbed a handful of snow and ate it.

It seemed that it was a delicacy that An Yi hadn't tasted for a long time, but what An Yi ate was extraordinarily sweet, even though the snow was mixed with the smell of mud and blood.

At this time, light snow began to fall in the sky suddenly, and the cold wind poured directly on the thin clothes, An Yi shrank into a ball, the blood almost coagulated together, and the wound on the neck formed a scab and stopped bleeding.

How could a 12-year-old child understand this? Seeing a person wearing thick clothes outside, An Yi crawled towards that person with extravagance, but those people seemed to have seen a ghost, and stayed away from An Yi.

After a long time, An Yi knew that he was annoying, so he continued to retreat into his snowdrift, wrapping it tightly. He was still afraid that he would be caught again, and he didn't want to get an injection.

His consciousness was blurred, his body gradually became hot, and the corners of An Yi's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that God still took care of him, and he couldn't feel the cold anymore.

Leaning against the wall, I feel that it is as warm as an oven.

Suddenly, the light in front of him was blocked by a black car, An Yi opened his eyes hard, and looked at the car parked in front of him.

The paint on the car was newly painted, it was black and shiny, and it didn't look like a cheap car at first glance.

An Yi glanced enviously, then lowered his head, this is not what he should think.

A man stepped out of the front door of the car, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and looked gentle. He turned to the back seat of the car, held up a black umbrella and opened the door.

A slender and straight leg stepped down from the back seat, and the angular face showed a noble temperament, which seemed to be a belated redemption against the snowy background.

An Yi raised his head hard and looked at the person walking towards him slowly. This person is a god, he is extremely good-looking, and he is the most beautiful person he has ever seen since he was born.

The man walked up to An Yi and squatted halfway, with a trace of pity on his stern face, but it was fleeting.

Immediately he stood up, took off his coat, and the person holding the umbrella beside him quickly stopped him.

"Sir, you're going to catch a cold, let me come."

The man called Mr. kept moving. After taking off the woolen coat, there was a neat suit inside.

He picked up his coat and squatted in front of An Yi again, and draped the coat on An Yi's thin shoulders. The emotions in his eyes became more complicated, and he spoke without a trace.

"Live"

In an instant, the warmth of a stove spread from the clothes to the skin, warming up the whole body.

An Yi stared blankly at the person in front of him who was about to turn around to leave, and opened his frozen mouth.

"Sir, what's your name?"

The man stopped in his tracks, looked back at the child sitting in the snowdrift, and opened his mouth.

"Shilian."

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In the dormant cabin, An Yi's body was covered with bandages, and his body was soaked in the repair fluid.

"How is your health?" A gentle and pleasant voice asked.

"The patient's physical signs began to return to normal, and the wounds on his body were also healing, but the scars on the patient's neck took too long to heal."

"Understood, you go down first."

"Yes."

An Yi could hear these words clearly in the dormant cabin, but he couldn't move, and he couldn't open his eyes.

A second later, there was a sound of air pressure, the glass cover in front of him was slowly opened, the body could move, and the eyes were illuminated by the dazzling light.

"woke up?"

An Yi propped up his own stiff body, sat up from the dormant cabin, and looked warily at the person in the white coat in front of him.

"My name is Fu Ning, and I'm your attending doctor." The man smiled and said in a soft voice.

An Yi let out a low voice, looking at the bandages all over her body, she really looked like a mummy.

He raised his hand, comforted his neck, and said slowly, "Where are my things?".

Fu Ning pushed his glasses, flipped through An Yi's medical records, and said, "I put it in the cabinet for you, so I won't lose it."

After hearing what Fu Ning finished speaking, An Yi wanted to crawl out of the dormant cabin. Seeing this, Funing quickly held An Yi down, frowning angrily.

"What are you doing! The wound has not fully recovered!"

An Yi was taken aback, and unconsciously asked his own question, "Are you caring about me?"

Fu Ning didn't know why An Yi asked this question, and said puzzledly, "You are my patient."

There was a trace of self-mockery in An Yi's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Doctor Fu, I know my own body, I have to go."

Hearing what An Yi said, Fu Ning's attitude became even stronger, "Do you dare to disobey the executive officer's order?"

With a sound, An Yi stopped, tightened his fingertips, then relaxed, and slowly sat in the repair fluid.

Fu Ning nodded in satisfaction, and put the medical records on the table, "If there is no problem after the examination, you can leave. On the contrary, you can't step out from here."

An Yi let out a breath, resigned himself to his fate and sat obediently, his mood was not high, the small curl on the top of his head was slightly raised, Fu Ning couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then restrained himself from wrapping it around his hands and said.

"A wound on the neck won't help you heal"

"I know, I tried it before." An Yi answered Fu Ning's words obediently.

Finish early and leave early.

Fu Ning raised his eyebrows, and with some thoughts of his own, he asked, "Name?"

"A" An Yi followed suit.

Fu Ning chuckled, "It's not your code name."

"An Yi"

An Yi...Fu Ning carefully tasted these two words while operating the computer.

"You're fine, you can come out now."

Hearing these words, An Yi felt relieved, and jumped out of the repair fluid in an instant.

"The towel is hanging by the door." Funing said.

An Yi walked to the door quickly, wiped her fluffy hair with a towel, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, Fu Ning watched An Yi's back and walked slowly behind her.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

With a sudden sentence, An Yi stopped what he was doing, and looked back at Fu Ning coldly.

"Doctor Fu, you have too many questions."

Fu Ning looked at the person who exploded in front of him, feeling extremely happy, "Sorry, it's just that I haven't met someone as good-looking as you for a long time."

An Yi's expression was cold, and he said two words "boring."

After speaking, An Yi tore her own things and rushed out the door!The executive has to order him not to resist, but at least he will escape!

A boyfriend or something...maybe it's just a wish...