Cannon fodder partner dressed as a disabled villain

"Today, you saved me." Shen Shuheng took another sip of pigeon soup, put down the bowl, and asked, "What do you want in return?"

"...What?" Yun Yan was choked up.

Shen Shuheng looked at Yun Yan's strange expression, and realized that he might have asked a stupid question.

Before the danger happened, all his attention was focused on the white wrist in the palm.

The moment the gunshot rang out, he watched helplessly what kind of strength erupted from that seemingly fragile wrist, and then there was a burst of dizziness, and the rapid surge of adrenaline made him feel cold all over. Under the body, but the disabled lower limbs made him unable to borrow strength.

The thin body hugged him and hit the ground heavily, but he didn't feel any pain at all, all his attention was on the frowning of the man in his arms.

The moment the wheelchair fell and hit Yun Yan's back, he clearly felt the constriction of his heart, looking at the forehead with cold sweat in front of him, he almost didn't know what to do.

——He must be fine.

At that moment, this idea clearly appeared in his mind, he tried to prop up his body to protect the person in front of him in his arms, but this person hugged him with all his strength, the embrace was a temperature he had never felt before.

From that moment on, Shen Shuheng knew that something had changed in his heart.

As long as he saw Yun Yan by his side, he felt a kind of impatience in his heart, wanting to snatch something from him, but he couldn't find the fulcrum, and in the end that desire could only become a clumsy longing.

Yun Yan saved his life.

He knew that he should thank him, but the gratitude was too light. He wanted to give Yun Yan something, but found that he didn't know Yun Yan well.

Even if you are listening every day, even if you can hear every word he says to everyone, see every piece of information he searches or records, but you can't feel his heart and know his views on everything, Understand all his desires.

He even felt that Yun Yan had no obvious desire.

If it was the "Yun Yan" before marriage, then as long as he used the Yun family or his ambiguous lover, he could control everything about him.

But the current Yunyan is different.

He angrily denounced the Yun family's greed, and defended himself regardless of his future. He was quite enthusiastic about acting but had no obsession with reaching the top. He married himself, but he never expected his "favor".

His only obvious desire seems to be eating.

But this is so trivial.

... So, what's up with him?

Shen Shuheng wanted to know, so he could only ask questions directly in the way he used to treat others, hoping to get a definite answer.

But now, Yun Yan looked at him with a half-smile.

He felt something was wrong, but couldn't figure it out.

"You can mention whatever you want," Shen Shuheng said again, avoiding his gaze with some discomfort, after thinking about it, he added: "Money is not a problem, don't worry about it."

Yun Yan stirred the porridge in the bowl, feeling a little complicated.

——Shen Shuheng, he always made him realize that when he thought the two of them were already familiar with each other, they were not yet familiar to that extent.

Seeing that Yun Yan was silent, Shen Shuheng thought he could remind him: "For example, if you need investment for acting..."

Yun Yan raised his eyebrows: "You spend less than [-] million?"

"..."

Shen Shuheng remembered that "husband~~~" with a trill.

He took a deep breath and didn't speak.

"Are you wanting to repay your kindness?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Yan put down the spoon, as if he had seen something funny, a smile came into his eyes again: "Would you like to promise me with your body?"

"..."

Shen Shuheng turned his head and looked at him with deep eyes.

Yun Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of the evening when Shen Shuheng said he was "bluffing", and immediately waved his hands again and again: "Just kidding."

……

Shen Shuheng glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and seemed even more unhappy.

Yun Yan moved his Adam's apple nervously.

... Ahhh!

Make you stupid!

The atmosphere between the two cooled visibly to the naked eye.

Yun Yan drank the pigeon soup that he hadn't had a few mouthfuls in two or three gulps, and began to eat vegetables and porridge.

Seeing Shen Shuheng's silent and unhappy expression, he thought for a long time before explaining.

"I saved you, and I didn't want your return. Who would have thought of this at that time?"

Shen Shuheng took a mouthful of green vegetables, and the low air pressure on his body seemed to weaken a bit.

Yun Yan continued: "Since I saw the gangster for the first time, I will definitely help anyone who is by my side."

"..."

Shen Shuheng put down the chopsticks with a "snap".

Don't eat.

Yun Yan found that after he finished explaining, Shen Shuheng didn't seem to become happier.

Biting his chopsticks, Yun Yan looked at him strangely: "Why don't you eat? You didn't eat at noon, aren't you hungry?"

With hands clasped in front of him, Shen Shuheng said in a low voice, "I have no appetite."

Yun Yan stared at Shen Shuheng for a few seconds.

Ever since he came back, he felt that something was wrong with Shen Shuheng.

Because of his rage, his aura became colder than before, and his expression also...

Wait, look?

He suddenly noticed that Shen Shuheng's cheeks were flushed abnormally.

He reaches out.

Shen Shuheng frowned and looked away: "What are you doing?"

Yun Yan put down his chopsticks, his brows furrowed worse than his: "Do you have a fever?"

Shen Shuheng did not speak.

Yun Yan sighed secretly, thinking of his previous life, his younger brother was also so awkward when he was a child, he didn't say anything when he was sick, and when he had a fever, he was always covered by his head and carried it by himself. The money for the medicine made him afraid for a while.

Shen Shuheng is such an old man, why is he still worried like a child...

He still moved his hand over and touched Shen Shuheng's forehead—it was really hot.

"Why don't you let the doctor come and see?"

Shen Shuheng avoided his hand: "It's already called...it's nothing serious."

Only then did Yun Yan heave a sigh of relief, and said, "Then you have to eat something, otherwise how can your body have the strength to resist the virus?"

Shen Shuheng glanced at him and didn't move.

Yun Yan understood: "You don't like to eat vegetables?" Was it a picky eater?

The corner of Shen Shuheng's mouth twitched: "...No."

Yun Yan had no choice but to pick some green vegetables from the plate between the two of them and put them on the plate in front of him, and taught him seriously: "Then it's delicious, if you don't want to eat, you have to eat some, don't you still have to take medicine? Otherwise, my stomach can't take it when I take the medicine for a while... Don't you have a bad stomach?"

Shen Shuheng still didn't move.

Yun Yan lost his patience: "If you don't move your chopsticks, I'll feed you!"

Shen Shuheng: "..."

Looking at Yun Yan's persistent eyes, he finally picked up the chopsticks and honestly ate all the vegetables and porridge in front of him.

Yun Yan looked at him struggling to eat, and thought that he might just be worrying about his life. In his previous life, he raised his younger brothers and sisters alone, but in this life, he started with a husband, and he was still so self-willed.

...Wait, when did he already acquiesce that this husband is his?

Yun Yan thought that there was nothing serious about Shen Shuheng, maybe it was because today was too exciting and he was in a bad mood, that's why he had a fever, maybe take some medicine and sleep.

Shen Shuheng didn't say anything, and went back to the room quietly after eating.

Unexpectedly, when it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, he was sitting comfortably on the soft sofa in the small hall on the second floor, watching a movie with his tablet in his arms, when he heard someone visiting.

It's so late, who will come?

He curiously ran to the edge of the corridor, and saw the butler leading a man carrying a medicine box upstairs anxiously, greeted him hastily, and entered Shen Shuheng's room.

After a while, two servants came, one with a basin of water, and the other with a shallow tray full of ice cubes.

...Is this for physical cooling?

Is it that serious?

Yun Yan could no longer concentrate on the movie, so he put down the tablet and walked over to see what was going on.

This time he didn't dare to go in rashly, he was afraid that Shen Shuheng would let him go out again, so he poked his head to see the situation first.

Looking at it this way, he knew that he didn't need to worry at all.

Shen Shuheng was lying on the bed at the moment, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was flushed, and she seemed to be in a very bad condition.

He walked in, but Shen Shuheng didn't wake up, exhaustion and high fever made him fall into a light sleep, but he didn't sleep peacefully.

The housekeeper bowed to him: "Young Master Yun."

"Why is it so serious?" Yun Yan lowered his voice and asked.

The housekeeper glanced at Shen Shuheng who was lying on the bed, sighed slightly, and said to Yun Yan: "Don't worry, it's like this every year, it'll be fine after these two days."

Per year?

Yun Yan blinked his eyes, not quite understanding.

The doctor had already started to instruct the two servants to cool him down with ice water, Yun Yan hurriedly hid aside so as not to get in the way, but suddenly saw the thermometer placed on the table next to him.

398c!

Yun Yan clicked his tongue, he seemed to be fine when he was eating, why is he burning so badly now!

Everyone in the room was busy, but they were very organized, especially the housekeeper, who was obviously very experienced in handling this matter. Yun Yan watched for a while, and then exited the room.

Going out is going out, he still feels uneasy in his heart, and has been wandering in the corridor.

After a while, the housekeeper and the doctor finally came out. Yun Yan heard the housekeeper asking the doctor to go to the small hall to rest for a while, so he hurriedly followed.

The housekeeper poured them two glasses of water, Yun Yan thanked them, took them, handed a glass to the doctor, and asked him, "Doctor, what's going on with him?"

"This is..." The doctor looked at the housekeeper with some doubts.

The housekeeper introduced: "This is Young Master Shen's partner."

Yun Yan nodded quickly: "My surname is Yun."

"Mr. Yun," the doctor nodded to him, and immediately explained to him: "Shen Shao's illness...is a common practice, and it happens on this day every year. It has a nameless high fever, which often reaches about 40 degrees, but it won't last. If it takes too long, the fever will subside probably tomorrow."

"Does this happen every year?" Yun Yan frowned.

"Yes," the doctor said with a serious expression, "I think it's caused by psychological factors."

"...Then have you confirmed it?"

"I tried to communicate with Shen Shao's psychiatrist, thinking that it might be stress fever, similar to tsd, but...haven't gotten a definite result yet."

...Shen Shuheng and a psychiatrist?

Yun Yan silently remembered it in his heart, but didn't ask any more questions, he just guessed: "...Is it because of what happened before?"

The housekeeper didn't say a word, it seems that this matter can't be mentioned.

The doctor thought for a while and said, "Are you talking about a car accident?"

Yun Yan nodded.

"I've guessed like this before...but I can't be sure." The doctor frowned: "As far as I know, Young Master Shen didn't have high fever symptoms after the car accident, but it can't be ruled out that the high fever was caused by psychological factors...but it's just speculation, no Dare to draw conclusions.”

"Then... just survive like this every year?"

The doctor nodded.

Yun Yan probably understood.

No wonder when she left the hospital today, Shen's mother would say, "If you stay here, will you take care of me or I will take care of you?"

It turned out that he had expected to have a fever at night.

Shen Shuheng didn't say anything either.

Because the treatment process is very similar every year, the doctor explained the precautions, left the prescribed medicine, and left, asking the housekeeper to contact him in time if he found anything abnormal.

"Go and rest, someone will take care of you here." The butler tried to reassure him.

Yun Yan nodded and went back to take a shower.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, thinking it might be because he slept in the afternoon.

Seeing that the hour hand was about to point to twelve o'clock, he put on his pajamas again and got up.

Walking along the corridor, he saw that the door of Shen Shuheng's room was ajar, so he pushed the door open.

Shen Shuheng's forehead was covered with a cold towel, and he was still awake, breathing heavily, and his eyeballs and eyelashes trembled from time to time.

Fearing that he would be dazzled, there was only one floor lamp turned on in the room. Under the dim light, his appearance made people even more sad.

The weather has turned hot, and he only has a thin quilt covering his chest, with his arms exposed for easy wiping.

The remaining maid was young, and helped Shen Shuheng wipe her arms and palms with a wrung towel, and when she saw Yun Yan coming in, she bowed to him.

Yun Yan nodded, telling her not to worry about herself.

The maid dipped the towel into the ice water, wrung it dry, and tried to wipe the other arm. She leaned down, and when her arm was over Shen Shuheng's chest, she glanced at Shen Shuheng's face, a bit shy and timid. smell.

Yun Yan: "..."

——No, is it really good to keep such a lonely man and widow in the same room late at night? ! ! !

A bunch of book titles such as "The Overlord and His Sweet Little Maid", "The Handicapped President: The Overlord and His Little Wife" appeared in Yun Yan's mind...

Cough cough... stop stop! ! !

He saw the maid's serious look, and hurriedly confessed: She is a serious worker, what was he thinking...

But after watching for a while, he still couldn't hold back, approached the bed, and said to the maid: "Come on, let me rest for a while."

The maid did not refuse, and re-wet the towel and wrung it out before handing it to him. When she left, she gave him another shy look.

Yun Yan: ...? ? ?

The maid went out, Yun Yan took the towel and continued the work she hadn't finished.

Well, that's right, it's safer for lonely men and widows to live in the same room.

Who said there is no true friendship between gays!My husband and I are!

Thinking of this sentence, Yun Yan amused himself, turned the towel upside down in his hand, and sat on the bed beside Shen Shuheng.

While wiping his arm, Yun Yan thought to himself: It's rare to see him exercising, but I didn't expect his chest muscles to be quite promising...

What about the abs?

e... a bit want to lift his quilt...

Cough cough... stop!

Yun Yan hurriedly restrained his mind, and continued to wipe his left arm seriously.

When he rubbed his wrist, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He didn't notice it just now under the dim light, but now that he was getting closer, he saw that Shen Shuheng's left hand was clenched tightly, as if he was holding something that could not be lost.

And his left hand was obviously injured just now, and it was still wrapped in gauze.

Yun Yan frowned, and reached out to try to break his hand away, but he didn't move, and he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting Shen Shuheng again.

But he moved closer to take a look.

Sure enough, there was a dark shadow on the gauze, which was blood oozing.