After divorcing Mr. Jingfenba [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Han hurriedly said: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Tang Chi: "It's okay, just wait for Yan Yuchen to come back and ask him to apply the medicine for me."

"That's it. Wait a minute. I'll ask my dad." Five minutes later, Tang Chi received an address from Xiao Han.

Looking at the punctuation hotel above, Tang Chi frowned: "Are you sure you are here?"

Xiao Han said: "I'm sure, my dad said that not long after Peng Yao left, Mr. Yan drank too much, and originally wanted to send him back, but Mr. Lin from JRT is the man we met in the swimming pool today. He said that Boss Yan drank too much and didn't know what would happen on the way, but he happened to know a training camp student who was nearby, so he put Yan Yuchen in a nearby hotel first, and asked that student to pick him up."

Tang Chi frowned: "What the hell, Yan Yuchen drove there, just find a replacement driver to send him back, it's over, it needs to be put in the hotel?"

However, Tang Chi also knew that they couldn't be blamed for this incident. After all, if it was true as he guessed, when the villain did something, the protagonist would be forced to let go of his defenses. Let the plot develop in the direction of the original text.

"I asked my dad that too, and my dad said that he thought it was a bit strange at the time, but in the end he didn't know why, so he just didn't ask." Xiao Han explained.

Tang Chi apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I was just too worried about Yan Yuchen, I didn't mean to talk about your father."

Xiao Han smiled and said, "I know, but what are you going to do now?"

"I'll go find him." Tang Chi didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he went out wearing slippers.

Xiao Han was stunned: "Didn't you fall, can you go out like this? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, you should rest early, thank you for today's matter." After finishing speaking, Tang Chi hung up the phone and drove to the hotel marked on the map.

When he arrived, Tang Chi asked the front desk if there was a handsome and eye-catching man who was drunk just now and was helped in.

The front desk said yes, but he didn't want to help Tang Chi find it, because he said it was the hotel's policy to ensure the privacy of each guest, and the guest's residence cannot be disclosed without the guest's consent.

This is probably the first time that Tang Chi hates the existence of hotel secrecy so much...

After all, the electronic marriage certificate was finally shown, but the man still disagreed.

Just when Tang Chi was at a loss, another receptionist came over to take over the shift. Although Tang Chi was wearing a mask, the receptionist recognized Tang Chi at a glance.

"Chichi?" The front desk was stunned.

Tang Chi quickly pulled up the mask, and deliberately lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, you admitted the wrong person."

The new receptionist smiled and waved at the old receptionist, then whispered, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that it's yours."

Tang Chi gave him a suspicious look.

New receptionist: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Tang Chi: "Find someone."

Although I don't know if I can trust the other party, but the situation is special, so I can only pin my hope on him.

"Can you accommodate me and find someone for me?" Tang Chi asked.

The new receptionist patted his chest: "Go ahead."

Tang Chi: "He was sent in around eleven o'clock."

After eight o'clock in the evening, there were basically no new guests in the hotel. Although the clue provided by Tang Chi was very general, the new front desk was found very smoothly.

"From nine o'clock in the evening to just now, there is only one guest staying, on the 1307th floor, [-]." The new front desk just finished speaking.

Tang Chi ran to the elevator and took the elevator to the thirteenth floor.

The elevator doors opened, closed, and opened again.

Looking left and right in the corridor on the 05th floor of Tangchi, 06, 07, [-]——

Tang Chi stood at the door of 1307, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?" A familiar voice came from inside the door.

It was Yan Yixu.

Tang Chi gritted his teeth: "Tang Chi."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

It's just that the expected plot didn't happen, and the expression of the person in front of him was not quite right.

"Yan Yixu" looked at Tang Chi with bright eyes, full of joy that could not be concealed: "Xiao Chi!"

Tang Chi: "..."

who am I? where am I?

Hearing this address, Tang Chi was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Chi?" Yan Tong raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, and looked at Tang Chi blankly, "Why don't you speak? Didn't you come to find me?"

"Yes." Tang Chi answered after a long while, his eyes fell on the fruit knife in Yan Tong's hand covered with red liquid, and then he looked up and down, only to find that Yan Tong's arms were all red like blood same thing.

Tang Chi frowned: "Are you playing with ketchup again?"

Tang Chi still can't forget that Yan Tong used ketchup to pretend to be blood to intimidate the director.

However, why is the ketchup tasteless this time, and even smells like blood?Although I don't know what Yan Tong is doing, but as for being so realistic?

Yan Tong raised his hand to look at his own arm, and said with a smile, "This is not ketchup, this is blood."

Tang Chi was startled: "?!!"

Yan Tong's eyes turned into two small crescents with a smile: "My blood."

When he looked at Yan Tong's red-stained shirt and dagger again, Tang Chi was dumbfounded, and the circles of his eyes turned red instantly: "Are you crazy?!"

Suddenly being yelled at, Yan Tong shuddered, but before he could react, he was pulled into the room by Tang Chi.

This kind of high-end hotel usually has a spare medicine box.

Tang Chi pressed Yan Tong on the bed, and searched for the medicine box by himself. While searching, he muttered, his voice trembling.

"The medicine box, where is the medicine box? Why can't I find it!" Tang Chi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, just as he stomped his feet anxiously, picked up the phone, and was about to ask the front desk to send another one in, Yan Tong said weakly , "I know where."

After speaking, Yan Tong went into the toilet and took out a small medicine box from it.

Tang Chi rubbed his back teeth: "..."

For a moment, I didn't know whether to feel sorry for this thing or to be angry.

Tang Chi opened the sleeves of his shirt, saw the several knife wounds on it that were turning fleshy and still bleeding, his heart ached, and he subconsciously recognized the face.

"Xiaochi, did you scare you?" Yan Tong said, "Why don't I come by myself, I can do it myself."

Tang Chi raised his head and glared at him: "Shut up, you."

Yan Tong shut up obediently, watching Tang Chi carefully clean up the wound, the smile in his eyes almost spread out.

"Still laughing, are you a wooden man? Don't you know it hurts?" Tang Chi half-kneeled on the ground, and while bandaging, he couldn't help but complained with distress.

Yan Tong was still smiling, as if he really didn't feel any pain: "It hurts, but I'm happier. And not everyone screams when they are in pain, I am not, because that would make me look very weak. "

After getting along for such a long time, Tang Chi no longer intends to correct Yan Tong's three views. After all, his brain circuit is too distorted, and he can't even turn it back with a wrench.

"So if you don't bark, does it make you look very powerful?" Tang Chi raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Yan Tong hummed, looked at Tang Chi's red eye circles, couldn't help reaching out and gently touched Tang Chi's lower eyelid: "Xiao Chi, don't cry, I really don't hurt."

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