How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

"Why? Are you here to have fun in my clinic?"

Fu Yan'an paused and looked at Song Wenjing. Song Wenjing raised his head and signaled him to continue.

Fu Yan'an had no choice but to continue, "I said: I am indeed here to look for someone. Then the doctor acted very excited."

"The doctor said: You two had a fight, didn't you? And then the doctor didn't even look at me the whole time."

"I still don't understand what that look in his eyes means. It's really inexplicable. Brother, I'm really sad."

"When I left, he told me not to come back (ー_ー)!! Who would want to come back to see him? Coming to the hospital means being injured, who would rush to get hurt..."

The sound became smaller and smaller until it could no longer be heard.

Song Wenjing thought to himself: You are the one who got hurt!

Song Wenjing fell silent. He could probably guess what the doctor's look of disappointment looked like. This man had clearly been hurt on purpose, and the doctor had seen through it.

The doctor tried to persuade him, but he wouldn't listen. Finally, the doctor had no choice but to tell him to stop coming, meaning to stop getting hurt. It wasn't worth getting hurt for love.

After Song Wenjing helped him apply the medicine, he put it on the table and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Song Wenjing's silence made Fu Yan'an a little scared. He licked his back teeth and limped to the bathroom, staring at Song Wenjing with pure and innocent eyes.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Song Wenjing. As soon as his other foot touched the ground, he hissed and didn't even take the crutch.

When Song Wenjing saw his expression, he knew that this person was pretending to be pitiful, but he was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see him standing there in pain.

He walked over, picked the person up, and said helplessly, "This won't happen again. Do you understand? I won't be so easy to talk to next time. You're really making trouble every day."

"You'll only stop if I lock you up, right? Watch out, I'll tie you to the bed and force you to do that thing every day, leaving you with nothing to show for it."

"You can only cry pitifully under me. Even if you beg for mercy, I won't let you go."

Both of them knew what "never do it again" meant.

Fu Yan'an immediately promised, "Brother, I promise I won't dare to do it again next time. I just... I just feel that you don't like me, so I want to get your attention."

"I was wrong (＞＜), you..." He was shocked by Song Wenjing's next few words, and covered his face shyly in Song Wenjing's chest.

His face grew redder and redder at an alarming rate, his ears instantly bursting red. Even the plum blossoms in full bloom in winter couldn't compare to him.

Song Wenjing looked at him and thought that he would calm down a bit, but he didn't expect the person in his arms to say weakly: "Okay...Okay, as long as it's brother..."

"Brother, you can do whatever you want. I just want to indulge in the sea of ​​love with you, day and night, and give you what you want. Brother, can you... um?"

Fu Yan'an whispered something in Song Wenjing's ear, but before he could finish his words, he was immediately covered by his hand. Fu Yan'an blinked his eyes, looking somewhat innocent.

It seems to be asking: Brother, what's wrong?

Song Wenjing felt his entire body go numb. This guy really didn't care about the situation; he dared to say anything. He was more excited than anyone else when someone said they would lock him up.

His eyes are sparkling, like the shining stars in the galaxy.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, you'd better shut up." Song Wenjing covered his mouth, but he didn't expect that this man would lick his palm.

Song Wenjing: “…” When I asked you to lick me at home, you refused.

"This is the tongue's own idea, not mine." Fu Yan'an took his hand away from his mouth, and he didn't feel that this was a shameful thing at all.

But he didn't dare to tell his true thoughts, so he lied. That way, his brother wouldn't be angry.

Song Wenjing: "...You'd better behave yourself, or I'll kick you out. If you end up on the streets, I wonder what you'll do?"

If you beg for mercy then, he might even relent.

If Song Wenjing dared to say anything mean to Fu Yan'an, he would burst into tears. His tears were the kind that came and went at will, and he could control them at will.

"I can't bear to leave you. What if I end up on the streets and no one warms your bed? You will be heartbroken." Fu Yan'an would not be fooled.

There wasn't much blame in Song Wenjing's eyes, only heartache.

"You! Come on, shut up. Aren't you thirsty after talking so much?" Song Wenjing brought a water cup when he came because he expected Fu Yan'an to come.

Fu Yan'an: "Thirsty." He took the water cup handed to him by Song Wenjing, drank from the cup without any disgust, and specifically drank from the area with lip lines.

After a while, Fu Yan'an felt a little bored.

"Brother, how long do we have to stay here? Do we have to stay with Auntie all the time?" It would be so tiring to stay there all the time. It would be better to ask a nurse to come over.

Fu Yan'an looked at the woman in the hospital bed and felt very unhappy. If those two people hadn't intervened, this person wouldn't have to lie in the hospital bed at all.

It would be much better to go directly to the morgue, so that his brother wouldn't have to be sad or worried. It was a pity that those two people delayed him, and he also thought about killing them both.

Unfortunately, the other person who looked weaker had bodyguards guarding him, so he couldn't act rashly, otherwise he would lose both the wife and the army.

Song Wenjing said, "I will take a few days off from school to come and take care of my mother. I have already contacted a nurse, so I will take care of her tonight."

"When the caregiver comes tomorrow, she won't have to work so hard. She can go home and sleep at night, and then come back to see me in the morning. It's not easy for my mom either. I don't know how devastated she'll be when she wakes up."

How could a filial son leave his sick mother behind? My mother was still in a coma, and a filial son should take care of her day and night.

It will take a few days before he can return to school. After this incident, Song's mother must be very upset. He didn't expect Fu Yan'an to be so crazy!

I didn't expect that the original plot was that Song's mother saved the protagonist, but now it has become the protagonist saving Song's mother. I just have to say that the power of the plot is really strong, and it can even make this whole thing work.

Although it is the opposite, it is the same principle as changing the soup but not the medicine.

The system looks at the two people relying on each other, and sometimes it really reflects on itself, realizing that its mission is to find a wife for the villain.

How did it become giving a husband to the villain?

What went wrong? Perhaps the host was too lustful? Or was her mission to deliver a husband to the villain?

It's a little tired.