Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan looked extremely unhappy, but he could do nothing about it.

In just over half a year, something went wrong when the gap between them was the greatest. The situation that had been eased with great difficulty after their reunion was once again in jeopardy.

However, even if he could go back in time, he would still make the same decision.

Through the wall, he vaguely heard Jian Zhinian's voice insisting on being discharged from the hospital. That doctoral student was such a waste that he couldn't even stop such a small thing.

Mu Qingyuan's mind raced, thinking about how to let Jian Zhinian stay in the hospital for a few more days...

Just then I saw a familiar figure hurriedly walking to the nurses' station.

"Xiao Zhang, I just saw a patient named 'Jian Zhinian' at the blood test. Can you help me find out which ward he is in?"

Luo Jiushuai was working the night shift today. He came to the cafeteria to eat early and planned to go directly to the inpatient department after eating. When he passed the laboratory, he accidentally saw the name Jian Zhinian.

Upon asking, he found out that it was a checkup form issued by the inpatient department. Although the hospital was bustling with people and there was a chance of duplicate names, he was still worried and came over.

"Room 306, bed number one."

"Row."

Luo Jiushuai turned around and after taking two steps, he saw Mu Qingyuan.

It wasn’t that his eyesight was good, but that Mu Qingyuan just stood up, as if waiting for him.

At this glance, Luo Jiushuai was shocked on the spot. There was no need to go and see, because the person in the hospital was Jian Zhinian.

If this person doesn't show up, Jian Zhinian will be half dead.

As soon as this guy showed up, Jian Zhinian was hospitalized!

Thinking of this, Luo Jiushuai's chest suddenly surged with rage, and he wished he could use a scalpel to cut the man into pieces.

"Luo Jiushuai, right? I have something to ask you about Zhizhi. Can you lend me a hand to talk?"

Mu Qingyuan's words made Luo Jiushuai even angrier, and he regained his senses for a moment, thinking that he should "take a step back".

"follow me!"

Luo Jiushuai took off his white coat angrily and put it on the nurses' desk. He didn't even wait for the elevator and went down the stairs quickly.

Mu Qingyuan followed quickly. Just as they reached an open green belt downstairs, Luo Jiushuai suddenly turned around, with the corner of his clothes flying up, and punched Mu Qingyuan directly in the face.

The attack hit the target, and Luo Jiushuai shouted in anger.

"Where the hell have you been for the past six months?"

Mu Qingyuan did not dodge. He staggered back a few steps before he managed to steady himself. He used the tip of his tongue to touch his gums and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Can you talk now?"

Mu Qingyuan's voice was cold, with suppressed annoyance between his brows.

This cold look successfully angered Luo Jiushuai. Without thinking, he threw another punch, but this time, his punch was firmly caught by Mu Qingyuan's arm.

"I let you punch me because of Zhizhi, don't push your luck!"

Mu Qingyuan shook off Luo Jiushuai, and when he spoke again, his voice was much calmer. He said, "Don't do it, you won't get any advantage."

Luo Jiushuai rubbed his sore wrists and fingers and snorted coldly.

"Haven't you already abandoned Zhinian? Why are you coming back? You're such a bastard. If it weren't for Zhinian's sake, I'd beat you up every time I see you."

Mu Qingyuan didn't argue with him, but just asked, "I didn't abandon him. I was delayed by something. How has he been doing in the past six months?"

"How dare you come back and ask? You left him at the Civil Affairs Bureau on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. It was still cold in spring, and he stupidly waited for you at the door for the whole day. Not only did he have to endure the cold wind all day, he didn't even dare to go out for dinner, for fear of missing you."

"Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? If you don't want to come, then don't come. Why don't you reply to his messages or answer his calls and disappear? If you want to break up, then break up. Why are you humiliating him?"

Luo Jiushuai gnashed his teeth, wishing he could beat him up again, and continued, "He's a nerd who only knows how to hang himself on a tree. He must be blinded by lard to like you!"

Damn it, this guy came back again and again, and each time he took half of Jian Zhinian’s life.

"Mu Qingyuan, I warn you, get out of his sight immediately. He has finally found a peaceful life now. If you harass him again, I will kill you!"

Luo Jiushuai's words were like blunt knives, stabbing into Mu Qingyuan's heart again and again, sawing back and forth and tearing out the flesh and blood.

Why is Jian Zhinian so stupid? Doesn’t he know to wait inside?

If you can’t wait, just go home!

Mu Qingyuan's eyes were filled with grief, but he could not show weakness and retreat in front of Luo Jiushuai.

"It's up to you to kill me, but I won't leave him again."

Luo Jiushuai's hair stood on end, and he said, "You son of a bitch, why did you come back again? You think he's living too well, and you want to torture him to death, right? Mu Qingyuan, if you want his life, just tell me, don't be such a jerk all day long!"

"Luo Jiushuai, I won't hurt him again, believe me. No one can make him happy except me." Mu Qingyuan revealed his true feelings.

Finally, he showed weakness and asked for help: "You are Zhizhi's best friend, please help me."

Luo Jiushuai gritted his teeth. He really wanted Mu Qingyuan to die as far away as possible.

However, he also knew that Jian Zhinian was a stubborn man and his heart was entirely on Mu Qingyuan. After so many years, if Jian Zhinian had really let it go, he would not have buried himself in the laboratory for the past six months.

If you continue like this, your body will have serious problems sooner or later.

"Mu Qingyuan, you'd better keep your word. Otherwise, I, Luo Jiushuai, swear that if you hurt Zhinian again, I will kill you no matter what method you use!"

"Don't worry, if I hurt him again, you don't have to do anything, I will die on my own." Mu Qingyuan said solemnly.

Luo Jiushuai looked at him deeply. Being able to say "go die" is also a kind of courage.

Mu Qingyuan assumed that Luo Jiushuai had tacitly agreed to help, and said, "Zhizhi's health doesn't seem to be very good right now..."

Luo Jiushuai was annoyed and sat down casually on the curb next to the green belt. He raised his head and glanced at Mu Qingyuan with anger, unwillingness and worry in his eyes.

"I was seriously ill at the beginning of the year, and after the start of last semester, I buried myself in work..."

Luo Jiushuai didn't know where to start. Jian Zhinian's physical foundation had been damaged too much. He was young and could still bear it now. If there was a problem in any part of his body, it would be a disaster...

But the most important thing is that heart disease is difficult to cure, which is why he gave in to Mu Qingyuan.

"Zhi Nian put too much pressure on himself. I don't know what happened that day, but after he came back that day, he became much quieter."

Jian Zhinian was a man of few words. After that day, when he asked Jian Zhinian to go out for a walk to relax, Jian Zhinian was not as lively as before.

Mu Qingyuan was right in saying one thing, even though it sounded so asking for a beating and conceited.

But it is a fact that Jian Zhinian will probably never love another person in his life when it comes to love.

Mu Qingyuan listened quietly, and the pain in his eyes made him close slightly, with a bitter feeling in his eyes. The person he didn't want to hurt the most, made him covered in bruises...

He thought that it would not be easy for him to cure his Zhizhi.

Mu Qingyuan calmed down, opened his slightly red eyes, and said, "Just now he was clamoring to be discharged from the hospital..."

"What??"