Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qing'an's fever had not yet subsided and his mind was still a little confused. He seemed to have heard Jiang Shaoqing's words clearly, but it seemed as if he didn't hear them clearly.

Anyway, I don’t quite understand it.

When he turned around, a stack of banknotes beside the pillow was scattered all over the floor by his movement.

He suddenly remembered that this was something he had placed on the bedside table in the hotel that morning for Jiang Shaoqing.

Then I belatedly remembered the scars on my body and the shameful cause and culprit of this sudden high fever.

Mu Qing'an's already pale face turned even paler. He sat on the bed in a daze, slowly recalling what Jiang Shaoqing had said.

It turned out that his brother had asked him to come.

Then his brother also knew about him and Jiang Shaoqing...

Yesterday, she abandoned him for Jian Zhinian, and today... she gave him to Jiang Shaoqing...

Mu Qing'an's eyes were sore and she felt like crying again.

That’s right, his brother, but not his brother…

In his brother's heart, he has always been grandfather's helper.

How could I like him and treat him as my own brother?

He is so stupid...

As soon as Jiang Shaoqing walked out of the outpatient building, the cold wind blew and his mind became clear.

The nurse's words rang in my ears.

"...if you move again, the back of my hand will soon be a steamed bun, the kind with blood on it. If you don't want to get lunch, you can just chew on it!"

He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was almost one o'clock.

Damn, no wonder I’m so hungry!

He didn't even have breakfast!

...He came early in the morning. I guess Mu Qingan didn't have breakfast either...

The boy's complexion just now was extremely bad. The red flush from the fever was gone, and his face was whiter than the A4 paper in the office.

That's it.

After all, he is the eldest brother’s younger brother.

This is too much. The boss is really going to beat him up.

When he was in college, he couldn't beat the boss.

Jiang Shaoqing found an excuse for himself, turned around and asked the security guard next to him where the hospital cafeteria was...

After ordering two box lunches, two light meat pie soups, and a bowl of millet porridge, Jiang Shaoqing tiptoed back to the emergency area and was shocked to find that the person on the bed was gone!

He was anxious, so he grabbed the patient who was receiving an IV and asked, "Where is the person who was here just now?"

The patient looked confused and raised his hand to point: "Isn't it there?"

Jiang Shaoqing looked in the direction he was looking. The bed blocked the figure of a person. Mu Qingan was half-crouching in the corner of the bed, picking up the money one by one...

Because he was receiving an IV, he was afraid to move his left hand, so he rested it on the edge of the bed. He then used his right hand to pick up the sheets one by one, his movements as slow as a child squatting on the ground playing with earthworms on a rainy day.

It's just that little bit of money, is it worth spending so much time picking it up?

Jiang Shaoqing put the food on the stool, turned to Mu Qing'an, bent down, picked up the money and put it away.

"Get up and eat!"

Mu Qing'an looked up, and the moment he saw Jiang Shaoqing, his eyes flashed and then drooped. He pursed his lips and said nothing. He slowly got up and lay back on the bed, closing his eyes to rest, believing that out of sight, out of mind.

Jiang Shaoqing snorted in his heart, turned around and got a stool from the side, sat down, opened a lunch box and started eating.

The food in the hospital cafeteria was average, but he couldn't resist being hungry, so he ate the lunch box like delicacies from the mountains and the sea, and the aroma filled the air...

Even if you close your eyes, listening to the sounds of eating and smelling the aroma of food is a temptation.

What's more, Mu Qing'an not only didn't eat this morning, but he also felt unwell last night and didn't eat much.

The feeling of hunger can sometimes drive people crazy.

Mu Qing'an opened his eyes and stared at Jiang Shaoqing like a bell, with a stubborn expression and vicious eyes.

This guy is not a human being at all!

Bullying a patient!

Just leave and then come back to show off your power.

He smacked his lips while eating. He has no manners at all!

Are you doing a food show? Why don’t you light up a camera and shout “Family, it’s time to eat”! !

Jiang Shaoqing saw Mu Qing'an with his head stubbornly stuck out, his round eyes wide open and fierce, his lips pursed with an aggrieved look, and he looked fierce and aggressive.

That little look, you know, it’s so stubborn and a little cute.

From his eyes to his heart, this guy must be criticizing him in his heart.

But it doesn’t matter, he can’t hear your thoughts anyway.

Jiang Shaoqing knew when to stop. He couldn't be too serious with a patient, so he quickly cleaned up the rice in his hand and threw it into the trash can. He opened a bowl of millet porridge and the aroma of rice filled the air.

He scooped a spoonful and handed it to someone's mouth while Mu Qing'an looked stunned.

"Eat when you are hungry. I don't serve people very often." Jiang Shaoqing was very arrogant.

Mu Qing'an didn't expect that he opened it to feed him. He couldn't control his expression well, so he could only continue to keep a straight face.

"I'm not disabled. I can eat by myself."

Mu Qing'an reached out to take it, but Jiang Shaoqing dodged it.

Jiang Shaoqing raised his chin and said, "Do you still want your left hand? If you move again, the steamed bun is too small for you to use. The steamed cake with blood is good."

Mu Qingan: …………

I almost couldn't catch my breath, I was so angry!

Oh, someone wants to be a servant. As a young master, there is nothing he cannot afford!

When the spoon was handed to him, Mu Qing'an opened his mouth and started eating, feeling very content!

He quickly finished a bowl of millet porridge, followed by a bowl of meat pie soup. He wanted to eat more...

Jiang Shaoqing clapped his hands and complained, "You little brat, you're eating me up. I don't have any more. I'll eat after the IV drip is finished."

Mu Qing'an glared at him and said, "No, then no. In any case, he would have at most an hour to remove the needle and go home!"

But, after eating and drinking, he...

Mu Qingan couldn't help but blush. After his body temperature dropped, the water evaporated more slowly. What he drank and what went into his blood vessels was basically water...

He wants to go to the toilet!

Look at Jiang Shaoqing's arrogant face. What's the point of being good-looking? Can you help him go to the toilet?

Don't count on it. Mu Qing'an took down the IV stand with one hand, and half-lifted his hand that was giving the injection, intending to be self-reliant.

"What do you want to do? Want to run after eating?" Jiang Shaoqing joked.

Mu Qing'an was too anxious to pay attention to him and looked around for the bathroom.

Jiang Shaoqing came to his senses, touched his nose, and reached out to take the IV stand from Mu Qing'an's hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

So stubborn, is he dumb or has he no mouth?

Mu Qing'an said nothing and reluctantly let someone serve him.

After entering the bathroom, Mu Qing'an looked back at him.

Jiang Shaoqing also looked at him, their eyes met, both with innocent expressions.

"Why are you still here? Go away!" Mu Qing'an rolled his eyes at him.

Jiang Shaoqing said: "I'll send you to the west, you can pee, I won't watch."

Having said that, he turned his head in cooperation.

Mu Qingan; "...I can't pee if you're here."

He doesn't have the habit of doing that in front of other people, especially when that person is Jiang Shaoqing!

Jiang Shaoqing grinned and said, "What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen it before..."

Seeing that someone's face turned red and white in an instant, he was so angry that he was about to lose his temper, but now his fighting power was sealed by the infusion needle, so he could only stare at him.

Jiang Shaoqing felt that he was probably talking about something irrelevant. Well, he felt a little sorry for Mu Qingan in this regard.

"Hey, don't be impatient, I can't leave yet..."

Why are you jealous? I don't know if it's because you're angry or anxious...

Are you a rabbit?

He was always jealous, but he didn't bully him...