I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Ye Zhao didn't have time to see who it was, and immediately bent down nervously to pick it up.

I don’t know what the other person felt, but he followed and picked it up anyway.

Almost at the same time, they touched each other.

Ye Zhao suddenly pulled his hand back, stood up and looked up to see that it was Zhou Xin.

Guilt filled his eyes as he eagerly questioned, "What are you doing here?"

Holding the bottle of Sprite tightly, Zhou Xin lowered his eyebrows and said, "Work."

I've only been on the job for less than two days, and I was hired temporarily. Who understands?

Every time there are people watching around and repeatedly reminding us not to have physical contact with the patients.

Give him the Sprite.

Ye Zhao didn't answer and looked around.

No one, good.

He pulled him in by the corner of his clothes and closed the door.

The series of actions are completed in one go.

"Zhou Xin, sit down."

Ye Zhao didn't give him a chance to refuse and pushed him onto the chair.

Once Zhou Xin remembered, he continued to press it back.

Faced with his unusual enthusiasm, Zhou Xin was flattered and said, "Thank you."

This child even thanked me, how polite he is.

"Look!" Ye Zhao handed him the drink. "I prepared this drink especially for you because you took care of my friend. Drink it quickly."

Zhou Xin took the bottle of Sprite and looked at it carefully. It was obviously opened.

On his hands, as time passed, it gradually turned red.

This color is quite pretty.

But, even Sprite bottles can be dyed red, so isn’t that poisonous?

He saw it, and Ye Zhao was not blind, so he naturally saw it too.

Ye Zhao pretended not to notice and crossed his arms, "What are you standing there for? Drink."

Zhou Xin returned the things expressionlessly and declined politely, "Mr. Ye, I appreciate your kindness. I'm not thirsty, you can drink it."

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Besides, whose Sprite turns red in front of people?

There's something wrong at first glance.

Ye Zhao leaned lazily against the bedside table.

He spoke nonsense in a serious tone, "You don't know this, you are ignorant. This is a new species."

He also knew that this was nonsense, and just trying to hold back his laughter took all his energy.

No, he almost couldn't continue acting.

"Mr. Ye." Zhou Xin vaguely saw his shoulders shaking, as if he was laughing?

Feeling a little worried, she stood up and touched his forehead.

Ye Zhao knew that he had to leave because of this plot.

He took Zhou Xin's hand and said, "This is good stuff, just drink it."

This is something he would never do under normal circumstances.

Zhou Xin remained unmoved and watched quietly, "I don't want to drink."

Seeing Ye Zhao so persistent, he vaguely knew what it was.

How could I possibly rush forward?

Ye Zhao's face fell instantly, "Excuse me, what do you have to do to make me drink it?"

"It's very simple." Zhou Xin continued to pass it to him, smiling, "Unless you take a sip first."

Ye Zhao refused without a second thought, "No."

"Well, I'm sorry, I can't do that." Zhou Xin refused.

Ye Zhao was furious, but he refused to give up. "What will it take for you to drink?"

Since they were negotiating terms, Zhou Xin calmly withdrew his hand and said businesslike, "You take a bite, I take a bite."

"you……"

"Otherwise, I would just think that you added something." Zhou Xin sighed and shook his head, "But, Master Ye has always been upright, broad-minded, and fair and reasonable."

After hearing these compliments, Ye Zhao's anger subsided.

Don't make any noise, he is thinking.

"You are such a bright and handsome person, how could you not even be able to drink a sip? I am narrow-minded." Zhou Xin confessed.

Ye Zhao raised his head and chest, looking proud, "That's right."

Zhou Xin raised the corners of his mouth and then lowered them.

He took over the role and approached step by step, "Young Master Ye, time is running out. Make a decision quickly. I have other things to do later."

With a "boom", Ye Zhao's entire brain exploded.

"Forget it." Seeing that he was unwilling, Zhou Xin was about to put the Sprite back.

"Don't." Ye Zhao quickly stopped him, "You're right, I'm such a good person, just a sip, drink it."

He took the Sprite, unscrewed the cap with an air of determination, and looked up.

Take a sip.

Hand it to Zhou Xin.

"Swallow it." Zhou Xin stared at his protruding Adam's apple with a sharp gaze.

Ye Zhao's face darkened as he swallowed it with a gulp, completely losing all hope.

After drinking it, I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Zhou Xin waited for ten seconds and saw that he was normal, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Then I drank it too.

Seeing him swallow it, Ye Zhao felt excited and said, "Take good care of Han Sheng here."

"What are you doing?" Zhou Xin grabbed him.

Ye Zhao shook off his hand without turning back, "Bathroom."

Of course, they do what vicious cannon fodder should do.

The protagonist has to hold on until the end of the story, come on!

Whether Huo Hansheng, the attack level 3, can wake up depends on him.

Zhou Xin looked at the closed door and the Sprite he had just placed on the bedside table.

"Whoosh..."

Ye Zhao gasped sharply and ran to the trash can outside as fast as he could.

He lowered his head and opened his mouth to spit out the medicine he had drunk, but after trying for a long time, he failed.

People passing by looked at him strangely.

Ye Zhao had no choice but to give up and call the system, "Is the system here?"

"Here we are." The system responded almost immediately.

"How long does it take for this medicine to work?"

Ye Zhao asked, fearing that he would have an attack during the plot.

What would happen then is simply unimaginable.

"Ten minutes," the system replied, kindly reminding, "Oh, there are still nine minutes left."

Ye Zhao didn't dare to delay and quickly quickened his pace to look for someone.

Six minutes later, Ye Zhao returned with the anxious Huo father and mother.

It attracted people in the corridor to stop.

"Uncle and aunt, I saw it clearly. That caregiver named Zhou Xin is a pervert. Not only did he touch Han Sheng, he also shamelessly stripped him of his clothes."

"Alas, leaving someone like this with him really worries me. I hope you two won't blame me for being nosy."

While following behind them, Ye Zhao, just like in the original plot, was eager to create chaos.

"How could that be? Thank you for telling us."

Mrs. Huo patted his hands, her face full of gratitude. "If you hadn't told us, we would still be in the dark. You really can't judge a person by his appearance."

A boy who looks so well-behaved and calm can be so dirty.

Mr. Huo said nothing, but his eyes showed approval.

If it is true, how can such a person stay with his son?

When they reached the door, Ye Zhao's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he exaggerated, "You two must not let him off so easily."

Father Huo nodded.

Seeing this, Ye Zhao pushed the door open with a creak.

Looking around, there was no one here except Huo Hansheng lying on the bed.

"Where are the people?" Ye Zhao squeezed in and didn't see anyone, and was stunned.

The original text is that after the protagonist took Chinese medicine, Ye Zhao, who drugged him, went to inform on the matter, actually falsely accusing the protagonist of forcing Huo Hansheng.

Huo's parents believed it and came to make things difficult for the protagonist in anger.

The protagonist was speechless and woke up Huo Hansheng during the scuffle.

The way to wake up is simple and crude, a kiss.

The protagonist instantly transformed from a wanted suspect to Huo Hansheng's savior.

Huo's parents also realized that Ye Zhao was not an easy person to deal with, and they were on guard against him in every way.

The protagonist was suffering from the effects of the drug, so Huo Hansheng asked doctors and nurses for help.

In order to vent the protagonist's anger, the scumbag was tricked later.

But now, such a big protagonist is gone.

Wouldn’t that mean Huo Hansheng would never wake up and would be completely useless?

On the other side, Huo's mother checked Huo Hansheng's breathing first and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking again, the clothes were neatly arranged and there were no marks on the hands.

The tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Ye Zhao, are you telling the truth?"

After exchanging a glance with Huo's father, Huo's mother hurried to confirm with Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao's mind went blank for a moment. He didn't see what he wanted to see happen, and his defense was instantly broken. "Of course it's true. Zhou Xin must be hiding it."

If you didn't hide it, you would have run away early.

But, we still have to act.

As he spoke, under the half-believing and half-doubting eyes of Huo's parents, he confidently began to check behind the door.

I ran to the window, opened the curtains, and saw nothing.

I stuck my head out the window and still didn't see anyone.

Huo's mother and father came over to check, but naturally found nothing.

"Are you mistaken?" Mother Huo frowned slightly.

They took some effort to find this horoscope that was compatible with Huo Hansheng.

It's hard not to think too much when Ye Zhao says bad things about him for no reason and there's no evidence.

Although the serious father Huo didn't say anything, his eyes showed approval.

The two of them became suspicious of Ye Zhao, and their eyes became much deeper.

Ye Zhao noticed the unusual atmosphere and his face turned a little ugly.

"I haven't looked under the bed yet. It must be hidden there."

He bent down to look under Huo Hansheng's bed, but there was nothing.

Ye Zhao was panicked, shocked and angry.

I took two steps back and accidentally stepped on the bottle of Sprite that had fallen to the ground with my left foot.

As if he had stepped on a banana peel, his body tilted and he fell uncontrollably onto the bed.

At that critical moment, he pulled the cabinet beside the bed to steady his steps.

However, God did not fulfill people's wishes.

What I caught was a stack of papers, but I didn't hold it tightly.

Countless pieces of paper were like fluttering snowflakes scattered in the air and fell gracefully.

Ye Zhao fell towards Huo Hansheng on the bed, his mind going blank.

At that moment, his lips touched something cold and he suddenly opened his eyes wide.