[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

"It's just some skin injuries, they will heal quickly. If you don't want to leave scars, you can use the latest ointment developed by Li's..." The doctor hesitated and looked at the unconscious man on the big bed, and added

"Master Song, the ointment is outside. My assistant brought it over. Could you please help me get it?"

After saying this, he raised the medical disinfection cotton swab in his hand, indicating that he had something else to do and couldn't get away.

Song Yuyue's whole mind was on Qi Heng, and she nodded without thinking.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Lin."

"Hey, young man, be moderate. Some things can hurt feelings if used too much."

He was so busy helping Qi Heng find a doctor that he didn't have time to clean the room, and the debris was still scattered on the ground.

"I know, I'll pay attention."

Song Yuyue forced a stiff smile. It was such a pity that his uncle no longer had any feelings for him.

Now I will only hate him more. No matter whether I hate him or not, he wants me to remember him and leave a deep impression on me...

For this, Song Yuyue would rather use any means necessary.

After Master Song left, Doctor Lin leaned over and carefully observed Qi Heng's eyebrows and eyes, muttering

"Mr. Qi...I never thought that the devil would fall in love with you.

It's really unexpected. Our plan has to be carried out step by step.

Let me see first how much that devil likes you.

Please don’t let us down.”

The man on the bed didn't move, his hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, and his thin lips under his nose were cracked and pale.

He was clearly an old man older than herself, but Lin Ziyu couldn't help but look at him again and again.

He suppressed the strangeness in his heart, took out the lipstick he had used and rubbed it on Qi Heng's chapped lips.

The back of her fingers brushed across the stubble on the man's chin, "Tsk, it stung."

Qi Heng frowned in his sleep and turned his head away uncomfortably to avoid the touch.

Lin Ziyu paused and continued to observe.

"Doctor Lin, the ointment is here." Song Yuyue returned to the bedroom.

"Give it to me, I'll help him apply it, please help hold it steady, young master."

"…Um."

Qi Heng did not wake up during the whole process, or to be more specific, he did not want to wake up.

The effect of the medicine in the needle tip was not long-lasting, and after a while Qi Heng showed signs of waking up.

But he didn't want to go out and face the unhappy Song Yuyue, so he simply immersed his consciousness in the live broadcast panel and chatted with the anonymous audience.

Surprisingly, after Dr. Lin made sure that he was asleep, he revealed an incredible secret.

The live broadcast room was abuzz with discussions about this, with everyone discussing the possibility of using Dr. Lin, an unknown person, to escape from the small world.

The result is undoubtedly, very likely.

Dr. Lin's few words were enough for the anonymous users in the live broadcast room to guess most of the story by comparing it with the plot.

There was a "gap" infiltrating the Song family's old house in the later part of the plot.

They come from all walks of life and appear glamorous on the surface, but in fact they all contributed their efforts behind the scenes when little Song Yuyue was abducted by the gang.

Various reasons and festivals contributed to the identification of the mastermind behind the gang kidnapping.

Their target was the Song family, but they didn't expect that their men would provoke Song Yuyue, a devil in angel's skin.

In Qi Heng's opinion, they themselves were not good people either. They only did despicable things and implicated innocent children.

Therefore, Qi Heng had to find a way to create the illusion that Song Yuyue valued him very much, so that the gang lurking in the Song family's old house would target him.

Qi Heng took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset as best as possible, and warned himself to stay calm.

You should have been mentally prepared before binding the system, right?

A system that only allows serious criminals to bind, it would be strange if the task could be easy...

When silence returned to the room, Qi Heng's consciousness regained control of his body.

All the wounds on his back and chest were bandaged, and he propped himself up and sat up.

Almost the next second, Song Yuyue opened the door and walked in, with a flickering look in her eyes.

"Uncle, you're awake." He said cautiously.

Qi Heng glanced at Song Yuyue, then looked away and remained silent.

He looked at the bandages on his body and saw that he was much calmer than before he fell into a coma.

The thin body sat there, with all kinds of contradictory characteristics appearing in him, which not only did not contradict each other, but instead revealed a different kind of attraction.

When he is like a pool of stagnant water, one cannot help but want to do something to stir up ripples...

Song Yuyue stared intently, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the curtains onto the man's eyes and brows. He sat there lazily, motionless, like a bird whose wings had been clipped and had given up struggling.

It is clearly right in front of me and within reach.

But Song Yuyue could clearly feel Qi Heng's feeling of being adrift in this world.

It was as if he did not belong here at all, and this body was just a temporary haven for him.

When you get tired and fed up, you leave.

Song Yuyue was overwhelmed by a huge sense of uneasiness. He ignored the gaze of the maid who was called to clean the room behind him, and hurriedly approached the big bed, knelt down, and tightly held Qi Heng's hand that was hanging on the edge of the bed.

Everything happened too unexpectedly, making it difficult for the maids to enter or leave.

They looked at the situation in the house. It was really too shocking to their eyes.

The debris scattered all over the floor, the weak man on the bed, and the deep-rooted impression of Master Song who was always high and mighty and untouchable...

At this moment, he actually knelt on the edge of the bed, allowing several sharp fragments to pierce his knees. The blood soaked the floor, which was shocking to see.

The maids were shocked and dared not move.

"Don't be distracted, clean up quickly."

Li Feng outside the door reminded him. He crossed his arms and looked at Qi Heng on the bed, who was indifferent to Young Master Song. A complex expression flashed in his eyes.

"Take all sharp objects out of the room. Wrap up the bed legs, cabinet legs, and table corners."

"Yes." They were divided into two groups, one to clean and the other to remove sharp objects in the room.

They were busy with their work, but their eyes never moved away from the center of the bedroom.

He looked at the young master with surprise and suspicion, his appearance had changed.

When did the young master, who made everyone in the Song family proud, become so humble?

For the person in bed, I humble myself to the dust.

Some of the maids who had taken care of Young Master Song since he was a child couldn't bear to look away.

But when it came to the man on the bed, who seemed like he would break if touched, they were reluctant to say harsh words.

How pitiful, being forced to accept the young master's turbulent love. They have witnessed how crazy that love is in the past few days.

Normal people really can’t bear it...they will suffocate.

So it is only natural for the young master to be humble in front of others.

"Uncle, I don't want to do this to you, but do you know?

There was a voice telling me that if I didn’t do something, my uncle would leave my world.”

Song Yuyue's long speech shocked Qi Heng so much that he wanted to pull his hand back, but Song Yuyue held it even tighter.

"It's right, isn't it? Uncle, are you leaving and never coming back?

I checked all your previous information. In the past six months, you have changed a lot...

Can a loser in his late thirties or early forties, whose worldviews and all cognitions are fixed, really change so much in just half a year?

Uncle, you don’t really think... Grandma Wang didn’t see anything, right?

Uncle, do you know? Before she retired, Grandma Wang was a professor of psychology at Nan En University, and a recognized leader in the field of psychology in Huaguo...

Did Grandma Wang mention it to you?

Grandma Wang had provided targeted treatment for Mr. Qi Heng’s psychological problems for a long time.

It was a pity that she had helped countless families throughout her life, but she had tried every possible method to no avail on her own grandson.

Grandma Wang gave up, but guess what, the next day after she gave up, her grandson started to get better. "

[Warning, warning, warning! The identity of the outsider may have been discovered by the indigenous people. Warning, warning!

Host No. 010, please solve the problem within three seconds, otherwise it will be considered as a mission failure and the small world will pop up!

The mission is judged to have failed, and the host's soul will be forcibly sent back to Elbia. 】

Qi Heng was panicking. Wang Xiufen was a psychology professor? Why didn't the original owner mention that?

He felt the original owner's emotions, and a strong sense of guilt and remorse was conveyed into Qi Heng's mind...

Guilty? Haha, I did hide it.

Qi Heng felt powerless all over. He looked at Song Yuyue's mouth, which was about to say something, and then he leaned forward to block it, gritting his teeth.

"shut up!"

Qi Heng bit Song Yuyue's pink lips until they bled, just to stop him from continuing.

The young man's pupils widened and he looked flattered.

The first time Qi Heng took the initiative to kiss him, he was so happy that he lost his mind. As for what they had just said, it didn’t matter anymore.

The maids received the young master's gaze and hurriedly quickened their actions, clearing the debris and sharp objects out of the room, then left and closed the door.

Before she knew it, Song Yuyue had taken the lead.

He kept asking for more kisses, as if he could never get enough, his cheeks flushed.

Qi Heng was short of breath and wanted to push Song Yuyue away.

But the man didn't know how precious his initiative was to Song Yuyue.

This was the first time and perhaps the last time, so how could he bear to end it so easily?

A guy who knows everything but pretends to be stupid.

A 'madman' who has made up his mind to make Shuyong remember him forever.

Crazy seeking for the last time.

The son of destiny, the darling blessed by heaven.

They are born to be favored, and as long as they want and take action, it is almost only a matter of time before they become the ideal state in their minds.

Song Yuyue wanted to have the strength to hold Qi Heng in his arms, and he did it.

Has Qi Heng ever thought that he shouldn't be greedy?

I shouldn't be greedy for the second wish of the research institute.

Xingyun has never had a case of actively letting a prisoner out alive...

Who gave him the confidence to think that the mission would be successfully completed?

Really, it’s hard…