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

It was an embrace somewhat similar to Shen Qian's. The muscles wrapped in the black shirt were tight and powerful, with smooth and fit lines.

Even the breath is somewhat similar to Shen Qian, at first glance one would think it is Shen Qian.

Jiang Yuran regained his composure, subconsciously thinking that Shen Qian had come out of the operation, and there was still a little joy and excitement in his heart.

However, it was soon discovered that this "Shen Qian" was of the wrong height, obviously shorter than Shen Qian!

Then there is only one possibility, Shen Mo!

He was shocked, and hurriedly pushed the man away, but a slender, pale hand held his neck!

His neck was slender and slender, as brittle as a dandelion branch, as if it would break if broken.As soon as the man wrapped his hands around, he tightened his strength suddenly, as if he couldn't restrain his great desire to destroy.

Jiang Yuran took a breath, his thick eyelashes trembled lightly, and he raised his eyes to meet a handsome face.

It really is Shen Mo!

Although it is not half as attractive as Shen Qian's face, it can still be called a high imitation version. After all, they are brothers, and the same blood flows in their bones.

His eyebrows and eyes are narrow and long, like thick black hair hanging down his forehead, his eyes are obsessed and hot, coupled with a wicked and playful smile, he looks like a lawless little devil.

"Well, Smelly Baby, I finally have a chance to be alone with you! Are you happy? Do you like it?"

Jiang Yuran's heart skipped a beat, his skin was too delicate, his whole face flushed quickly after being pinched by him, and he desperately broke his hand, trying to escape, "Shen Mo, you, what are you doing?"

"Don't call me by my first name, it's so intimidating."

Regardless of his resistance, Shen Mo grabbed the person by the neck and dragged him deep into the corridor, like dragging an inanimate object, "Call me Momo, or brother!"

"cough……"

Jiang Yuran was dragged out of breath by him, and it was futile to struggle with all his strength, and he couldn't even shout!

Shen Mo didn't care about his life at all, raised the corners of his bright red lips, and said to himself while dragging: "Because I really want to be an older brother, why can I only be a younger brother when I was born a few years later?"

"I really hate the title 'brother'. It sounds like I feel very small. I'm obviously super big. Do you want to see me?"

After dragging him all the way to the corner at the end of the corridor, Jiang Yuran was already out of breath, his limbs stretched weakly, his cheeks lost all blood, and his thick eyelashes were stained with physiological tears, and they turned over uncontrollably.

Shen Mo roughly stuffed him into a silver tin box!

In order to reduce the area, he was folded into a curled up position, because his legs were too long to fit in, and he was violently kicked by Shen Mo!

Jiang Yuran, who had already fainted, woke up again in pain, and before he could cry out the pain, he coughed violently, coughing up hot tears, which fell on the front of his clothes and wet them.

Shen Mo's beautiful eyes overflowed with endless sadism, "Smelly treasure, are you so cute when you cry? I really want to take you right here!"

Pale fingers took out a red candy from the top pocket of the suit, stuffed it into the boy's soft lips that opened and closed due to coughing, then spread his palms, and covered his nose tightly, "But it will be easier to pack it and take it home. It's fun!"

The candy has a bit of salty sweetness, and the entrance instantly turns into a viscous juice, which flows deep into the throat and soon enters the lungs. Jiang Yuran stretched out his slender hand to grab his skirt, but it was limp and paralyzed On the edge of the tin box!

……

operating room.

Zhang Yu was about to cut off the stitched thread when he suddenly felt dizzy.

The assistant noticed that his fingertips visibly trembled, and hurriedly asked, "Doctor Zhang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just wipe off your sweat."

Zhang Yuhang calmly played with the green leather cover on the blood-stained man.

The eye surgery was too complicated, especially testing the psychological quality of the chief surgeon. The assistant didn't dare to be vague, and hurriedly wiped off the sweat stains on his temples.

Zhang Yu spent the past two days with alcohol, and he didn't have a single drop of blood. If he had to say anything, it would be that in the morning he bit the psychiatrist's lip and wiped the blood.

This operation has been performed for more than three hours in a row, and he really couldn't take it anymore, but when he thought of Shen Qian's hope of recovering his eyesight, he could only grit his teeth and continue to persevere.

The surrounding air pressure is very low, and the atmosphere is extremely tense.

If it were any normal operation, he would talk nonsense with the little assistant, but today, his condition is extremely bad.

Half of it was due to not eating, and the other half was due to the psychiatrist.

Although he keeps emphasizing that he wants to invest, invest!But still half of his thoughts drifted to the psychiatrist.

What is he doing now?

It must have been crying and accusing me in that man's arms, right?

That man will definitely use kisses to soothe his injured body and mind, and then kiss and kiss, they will fall asleep!

Fuck!

The more Zhang Yu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he almost cut off an important blood vessel!

"drop!"

Fortunately, the siren sounded in time, interrupting his thoughts.

The nurse at the side exclaimed: "It's not good, Dr. Zhang, Mr. Shen has gone into shock! His heart rate has dropped to 60%, 50, 40..."

"How could this be?"

"I don't know, the cell tissue seems to have a strong repulsion phenomenon!"

"Could it be that Mr. Shen's eyes were tampered with?"

"How is it possible, I checked just now and there is no problem!"

"What should we do now……"

"What else can I do, remove it quickly!"

"No, Doctor Zhang, it took so much effort to get it together, are you sure you want to remove it?"

"Otherwise, do you want to watch him die?"

"But if it is removed now, Mr. Shen's hope of recovering his sight will be gone!"

While they were arguing endlessly, the assistant plucked up his courage: "Maybe we can wait and inject him with 5ml of ***. If the heart rate drops to 10% and the rejection continues, there is still time to remove it!"

"***?"

Zhang Yu laughed: "Do you know the side effects of that thing?"

"Well, I know, it will damage the nerve elements of brain tissue, and may cause insomnia, nausea, dizziness, etc. In severe cases, it will lead to cerebral palsy, amnesia, schizophrenia and the like."

"Know that you still use it for him?"

"But this can effectively reduce rejection. Dr. Zhang, you said that as long as there is 1% hope, we will help patients choose the best treatment plan."

Zhang Yu raised the corners of his eyes, and glanced coldly at the young assistant's youthful face, maybe the main knife in his hand should also be handed over to him at the helm.

After a short pause of one second, the person who spoke was the nurse next to him: "Get ready to fuck!"

The operation that was supposed to end was pushed to a climax again, and it was in chaos.

……

After washing the pots and bowls, Wang Yiwan inadvertently saw the psychiatrist staring blankly at a blooming red rose on the table.

The beauty's long disheveled hair was blown by the wind, raising a slightly swaying arc, and the red rose was reflected in his empty pupils, becoming a solitary star.

"Are you OK?"

Wang Yiwan walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

The psychiatrist woke up from his absent-minded state and forced a smile at him, "I'm fine. Can you do me a favor?"

"Well, you said."

"Help me cut my hair."

Wang Yiwan was stunned for a moment.

Although he is a man, but this long hair grows on him, it does not lose the sense of peace at all, and it is really good-looking, it can be described as pleasing to the eye!

"It's a pity that it was cut, it looks so good."

Wang Yiwan was obviously unwilling: "And this has to come back to reality, just a random ad for shampoo will cost a lot of money!"

The psychiatrist was shocked: "Is my hair business worth it?"

"It's interesting. My dad has a shampoo company under his name. If I can go back, I will definitely ask them to hire you to advertise!"

"That would be great, and I could have a part-time job."

"Yeah, every time they invite those celebrities, the hair quality is so poor that it all depends on P Han@重@儿@政@苏S technology. I feel that those advertisements are too fake! You are all natural, believe in washing The sales of hair water will explode!"

The psychiatrist finally had a normal smile on his face, brushed his long hair, and his beautiful eyes turned into bright little crescents, and then gradually dimmed: "But, can we still go back?"

Wang Yiwan lost his mind in an instant.

Yes, can I still go back?

I have become a blood-sucking monster.

……

When Jiang Yuran woke up, his vision was pitch black.

That kind of darkness brings a depressive suffocation, like a demon with teeth and claws, devouring reason little by little.

He subconsciously reached out to explore what this place was, only to find that his hands and feet were tied!

And the eyes are covered with something!

Jiang Yuran's heart trembled uncontrollably, and even his breathing was unreasonably short, but he pretended to be calm and shouted: "Shen Mo!"

"Crack Kacha!"

The sound of the camera shutter being pressed, and Shen Mo's low evil laugh came from the tight darkness: "Smelly treasure, is the candy delicious?"

"Shen Mo, I'm your brother's food! Besides, I'm his boyfriend now!"

At this moment, Jiang Yuran is completely at the mercy of others, there is no other way but to pull out Shen Qian to suppress him.

"Boy friend?"

"Crack!"

The sound of the shutter was close at hand, and Shen Mo was obviously much closer. I don't know what kind of photo was taken from what angle!

After a rustling sound, Jiang Yuran put a hand on his shoulder!

That invisible fear caused him to tremble non-stop, and before he could make a sound to stop it, he said, "呵~"

With a crisp sound, the clothes on the upper body were torn apart abruptly!

The coolness of being licked by the air came from the waist and abdomen, and Jiang Yuran bit his lips in shock, and his body trembled heavily.

The man's breath is very similar to Shen Qian's, but not as clear as Shen Qian's, with a bit of strong musky scent, like wearing perfume.

Fuck, enough coquettish!

Jiang Yuran cursed secretly in his heart, and the musky man's breath sprayed on the base of his neck, climbed up the sensitive and delicate earlobe, and took a light bite in his mouth: "Smelly treasure, don't mention that thing about me again." The blind brother is gone, he probably won't be able to get out of the operating room."

"Well……"

He seemed to have tasted something amazing, and let out a comfortable sigh from his throat, even his voice could not hide his excitement: "Smelly treasure, your taste is really delicious!"

Jiang Yuran ignored the nausea caused by his touch, and asked in surprise, "What do you mean? Why can't he get out of the operating room? What did you do to him?!"