[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

After Zhang Yu performed an operation on a heterogeneous guard who had been shot several times, the assistant complained from the side: "Humans are getting more and more cunning now, they don't follow the trading rules, they want to snatch our things, and even shoot and injure us." Our soldiers!"

"Doctor Zhang, do you think they will organize people to come to the base to snatch our weapons?"

Zhang Yu took off his green surgical gown and hung it on the wall, tilted his head and gave the little assistant a sweet smile, "I think instead of worrying about this, you should go back and study your food carefully to see if there are any medical methods that can make him feel better." Live longer."

The little assistant didn't understand, so: "Why did Doctor Zhang say that?"

"Think about it, if the humans who traded with us stopped cooperating with us one day, what would we eat?"

"...Maybe we can force some humans to come here?"

"Wrong, we should cherish our food and let them live longer."

Zhang Yu left without looking back. The psychiatrist's condition was very bad. He didn't want him to die. He hadn't played enough.

So I went to the warehouse alone, hoping to find some useful medicines.

As soon as I entered the warehouse, I heard two people talking: "It's been so long, and I haven't heard any news about Shen Qian. It will be announced at the end of the month who is the new president. I really hope it is Shen Qian."

"Shen Qian?"

The other man was the doctor who changed Shen Qian's dressing before. He snorted coldly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his chubby face: "It can never be Shen Qian, his eyes have been gouged out." , who will let a blind man be the new president?"

Poached?

Zhang Yu always believed that Shen Qian was forced to remove the eye tissue due to irreparable trauma.

Hearing this, he instantly became furious, rushed over in a few steps, grabbed Fang Dun's face by the collar and pressed it against the wall, "What did you just say?"

"Ah, Dr. Zhang... I didn't say anything... Ugh!"

Zhang Yu slammed his fist on his fat face, his peach blossom eyes hooked up, "If you don't want to die, just tell me the truth!"

Half of Fang Dun's face suddenly swelled up with a green bun the size of a steamed bun. The doctor who talked to him just now disappeared without a trace. I said everything, it was Dr. Zhou who was in charge of his operation, who dug away Mr. Shen's eye tissue during the operation, and I heard that he even hid it abnormally..."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Yu couldn't be provoked, and suddenly lost Fang Dun's face, and went to see Dr. Zhou with righteous indignation.

Shen Mo came out from a dark corner, his long and narrow eyes curved beautifully, squeezed his slender wrist, and patted Fang Dun's face on the shoulder: "What a wonderful planting, you did a great job..."

……

On the edge of the Yaochi, white roses flutter in the wind.

Jiang Yuran pushed Shen Qian to this place again to relax, wrapped his slender hands in black leather gloves, picked up stones on the ground and threw them to the sparkling lake.

The stone slid quickly on the water surface, hitting five beautiful splashes in a row, and he asked Shen Qian excitedly, "Can you play water float?"

Shen Qian heard the sound of water splashing up and down, and didn't know what he was doing, so he shook his head regretfully: "No."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

Jiang Yuran picked up a flat and smooth stone and put it in Shen Qian's pale palm. While explaining the throwing technique, he pointed the man's hand at the lake, "Yes, it's now, throw it out hard."

"Oh!"

Shen Qian obeyed his command and successfully threw the stone in his hand, hitting thirteen splashes in a row. He was a little nervous, "Is it finished?"

Jiang Yuran: "..."

Jiang Yuran: "Is this really your first time playing this game?"

"Well, is there any point in throwing it out like this?"

"It's meaningless, it's just fun, it's like a small game."

"Like you play poker with yourself?"

"more or less."

"Is it boring to be with me?"

Jiang Yuran froze for a moment, raised his clear and moist eyes to look this way, his calm eyes were rippled by the wind, "It's not boring, at least it's much more exciting than playing game consoles at home every day."

Shen Qian raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled: "It means you used to like playing with yourself?"

"Well, because of cleanliness, I don't like to play with other people. And they are also afraid of me. When I was studying, people gave me the title "Death Qinggao". A group of boys blocked me in the toilet and wanted to touch me. I had a cleanliness attack and pushed the leader of them into the toilet. No one dared to harass me since then.”

Jiang Yuran straightened his hair tousled by the wind, picked up another stone and threw it out, this time there were only four splashes.

Hearing what he said, Shen Qian felt physically and mentally happy for no reason, he was destined to belong to me alone, at least when I touched him, I wasn't pushed into the urinal.

He patted his slender thighs, and his voice blew into the fragrance of roses with the lake breeze, "Come here, I want to hug you."

Jiang Yuran glanced around, but didn't see anyone, so he walked obediently to his side, sat gently on his lap, wrapped his wrists around the man's slender and straight neck naturally, and smiled with dimples on his cheeks: " Why do you want to hug me all of a sudden?"

Shen Qian obviously didn't expect him to be so obedient. He hugged his slender waist tightly and touched his neck with a slight lift of his chin, "It's nothing, I just want to hug you. Just like the ones you play Little game, I know it's meaningless, but I just want to."

Jiang Yuran was a little amused: "Is it like a cat or a dog you raise, who wants to tease you when you are in a good mood?"

Shen Qian was slightly taken aback, rubbing the tip of his upturned nose against his white and delicate neck, and sucking away the faint scent of his body, "How can you say that? You are my boyfriend, you are not a cat or a dog!"

Jiang Yuran was about to say that he had never seen a boyfriend who didn't even deserve a name, but Zhang Yu ran over in a panic, shouting all the way, "Great, Mr. Shen, there is hope..."

Jiang Yuran quickly got off Shen Qian's body, his cheeks were flushed.

Zhang Yu didn't seem to be surprised, he just hooked his eyes at him with a little obscenity, and then grabbed Shen Qian's hand, "Mr. Shen, you have found your eyes!"

"What?"

Like Shen Qian, Jiang Yuran didn't quite understand what he meant.

Zhang Yu briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter to them, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Fortunately, that bastard Zhou Dongsheng froze your eyes in the refrigerator and treated them with special potions. The cells and tissues inside are still intact. , I think if it is transplanted back into your body, you may still have the hope of regaining your sight!"

"really?"

Shen Qian obviously couldn't believe it: "I really still have the hope of recovering my eyesight, so can I see what Xiaojieji looks like?"

"Well, I will arrange surgery for you as soon as possible. You should rest well during this period, keep a happy mood, and don't think about it."