Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Cheng Yan was holding a knife to his wrist. He wanted to see how much his physique had evolved. Before the shallow cut could even heal, he was pressed against the wall in the next moment.

The knife in his hand was knocked out, and Zandik looked grim.

"Even if you can't get over it, don't die here with me."

Cheng Yan's arm was twisted and it hurt, and he begged for mercy again and again.

"Zan Zan, Za Zan, you misunderstood. I'm not depressed. I just wanted to test my current physical condition."

Zandik still held Cheng Yan's hand tightly, looked at the wrist that was exposed when Cheng Yan's sleeves were rolled up, and gripped it tightly.

"Why, what did you do? Isn't blood the thing that comes out when you're injured?"

His tone still couldn't calm down, and Zandik's red eyes almost burned.

Feeling the instability of the person in front of him, Cheng Yan jumped up and hung on Zandik. The weight of a living person made him unconsciously take two steps back, and he could only maintain his balance by holding Cheng Yan's waist.

"Get down."

Zandik's mind was still filled with Cheng Yan's reckless behavior just now. He became more and more angry the more he thought about it.

Cheng Yan hugged him tightly, "Zan Zan, please listen to me, I told you before, my wounds heal very quickly."

"Oh, so, if you can just hit yourself a couple of times, then can I also beat you up when I'm in a bad mood? Why, you want to be someone else's punching bag because your wounds heal quickly? Do you need me to take time out to satisfy your hobby?"

A series of words hit Cheng Yan's ears. He had never heard Zandik speak so many words in such an aggressive tone before.

Cheng Yan hugged his neck. Even though he was being scolded, he couldn't help but feel a little sweet in his heart.

"Zan Zan, are you worried about me?"

"..."

Zandik was silent for a moment, and when he noticed Cheng Yan looking up at him, he decisively released his strength and threw the man to the ground.

"You think beautifully."

His butt almost fell to the ground, and Cheng Yan held on to the ground to keep his balance.

After standing up, he did not rush to find Zandik, but picked up the knife on the ground again.

"Hello-"

Before Zandik could finish his words, Cheng Yan had already cut a line on his wrist.

A fine tingling sensation was felt, and bright red immediately seeped out on the wrist.

"Is it your head?" Zandik looked at Cheng Yan's actions in disbelief, and almost wanted to point his finger at Cheng Yan's head and scold him to wake him up.

"Great, great, look."

Cheng Yan raised his wrist and approached Zandik. The cut was shallow and was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the scratch had completely disappeared. If it weren't for the bloodstain on Cheng Yan's wrist, it would be almost impossible to tell that there was a wound.

"Zanzan, my body heals super fast, I said it's okay."

The anger on Zandik's face turned into an expressionless face. After Cheng Yan excitedly talked about the specialness of his body, he raised his hand, aimed at the back of Cheng Yan's head, and slapped him without hesitation.

"You're so stupid."

Cheng Yan suffered a "sudden attack" and covered his head with his hands, feeling aggrieved.

"I just want to reassure Zanzan."

"Hurt yourself and put my mind at ease? Which of us has a problem in the head?"

However, Cheng Yan reached out and held Zandik's hand very seriously.

"Great, I can be your experiment."

Zandik's expression froze, and there was a hint of coldness in his look when he looked at Cheng Yan.

"What's the meaning."

"That's right..." Cheng Yan rolled his eyes, "I know Zanzan wants to do a lot of things, but many things are not so easy to do and can easily backfire. I want Zanzan to achieve his goals safely."

Cheng Yan's eyes were full of seriousness as he stroked Zandik's palms which were covered with thin calluses and continued to speak.

"Zan Zan, people in this world like great and majestic heroes. Some things are not easy to do, but I don't want to make you unhappy, so I will help Za Zan achieve what he wants to do."

"You can experiment on me, I won't die, and the wounds heal quickly."

Cheng Yan looked calm and composed, as if he was discussing what to eat for lunch today.

Morax and Guizhong, who were far away in Liyue, sneezed at the same time.

"Ah...A-choo." Gui Zhong touched his nose and shook his head.

"I actually sneezed. This is not a good sign."

Morax paused with his hand holding the cup, and a bad feeling came over him, as if someone was about to do something bad.

"Gui Zhong, has Cheng Yan sent you a letter recently?"

Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, Morax knows that Cheng Yan's ability to stir up trouble should never be underestimated.