Xiao Sha Desolate

The single ward on the far right on the top floor is Xu Qianmo's private ward.He has been seriously injured countless times, and the master only needs to throw him here for a period of time without asking anything, and he can regain a little slave who seems to be in good condition and is safe and sound.

Zhao Cheng sat beside Qian Mo's bed, holding his bony hand.I haven't looked at it carefully before, but now I think he is so good-looking.Slender eyebrows, pale complexion, so thin that it seems to melt away.

He suddenly understood why he never sent Qian Mo to the hospital, didn't visit him, didn't make phone calls, and let him struggle with the pain alone.It's not that he doesn't want to care, it's not that he doesn't want to care, but that he can't face the harm he caused him.Can't face the inhuman him.

He is too thin.

"Bang!", the sound of kicking the door broke the tranquility of this morning, Ding Huo kicked the door angrily and entered.He knew that Zhao Cheng was not good to Qian Mo, but he never expected to abuse him to such an extent.

Ding Huo is the director of Qingshan Hospital, Xu Zhaocheng's personal doctor and partner.Things in the world are meant to use each other.Xu Zhaocheng provided Qingshan Hospital with safe shelter and organ supply, while Ding Huo provided him with private and high-quality medical services.

It's just that they have known each other for many years, apart from the exchange of interests, after all, there is some kind of sincere friendship.

Ding Huo knew that he should not interfere with the patient's privacy, but he endured it for two days and finally couldn't hold back his anger.He operated on Qian Mo, which was shocking.Not to mention layer upon layer, the whip wounds on the bones can be seen deeply, and the bloody holes on the feet have severed several vital nerves.Moreover, he was not sent to the hospital in time, and he exercised vigorously after the injury.What is it for, such a heavy punishment, even the wounds are not treated?There is also malnutrition, overwork, Qian Mo's body has already been hollowed out.

He grew up watching Qianmo, and he liked this quiet and polite child quite a lot.It's just that no matter how much he likes her, his position can only be on Zhaocheng's side.

"What are you doing, don't disturb Xiao Mo." Zhaocheng said calmly, without turning around, as if he knew this scene earlier. "Hmph, why are you pretending to care, you're not a fucking human!" Ding Huo said and punched him, Zhaocheng stood up and turned around, dodged slightly, didn't say anything, he was indeed not human. "Did you know that Qian Mo's legs are almost crippled, and she won't be able to stand up again if she doesn't take a good rest." What?what did he say?Zhaocheng couldn't think for a while, couldn't stand up?But maybe because he was used to quarreling with this friend, he blurted out hurtful words without even thinking about it, "It's just a slave, as long as he can crawl on his knees." The indifference of the words surprised him.

"You..." Ding Huo was so angry that he couldn't speak, he slammed the door and left.He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would lose control and fight with Zhao Cheng.Then, he couldn't even protect his own safety.

Zhaocheng was left standing in the room blankly, not knowing what to think.

The master gently held his hand in the palm of his hand, as if he really loved him.However, when you shake it off, the strength you use can really break a person's wrist.

What Zhaocheng didn't know was that Qian Mo was awakened the moment Ding Huo kicked in the door. He just didn't want to move or talk.So what if you wake up, are you going to struggle to get up from the bed and kneel on the ground in front of Ding Huo?Why bother to embarrass yourself.It's just a slave, as long as he can crawl on his knees... the master thinks so.It turned out that all the hard work was in exchange for a cold sentence.Kneeling and crawling all his life, should he still thank his master for saving his life?

Qian Mo closed her eyes, tears almost flowed from the corners of her eyes.However, this kind of sadness was only for a moment. He remembered how his sincerity had been beaten away time and time again over the years, and he remembered when he decided not to hope anymore.

Struggling to get up, he fell directly to the ground, then got up and knelt down, lowered his eyebrows and looked down, respectful and humble.

Hearing the sound of "bang", Zhao Cheng turned around, and he saw Qian Mo kneeling in panic.Qian Mo woke up, he was injured so badly that he fell down. ...He is tossing himself again, he must be angry.Just as she was about to hug him to bed, Qian Mo said, "Slave... the slave knows his mistake, please be punished severely by the master." The voice was difficult, without any complaints, nor any trace of emotion. "Say it again." There was a little anger in his tone, calling himself a slave, how could he belittle himself so much.

Say it again?Isn't it enough to humiliate yourself once?I'm really heartbroken, I really don't want to toss anymore.If you haven't been a slave all the time, what's the use even if you don't admit it all the time?I refused to say how many beatings I received, but now that I admit it, what else do you want.The tone of each word is emphasized, "slave, slave, knowledge, wrong, begging, master, person, heavy, punishment."

"Boom." Qian Mo hit the wall hard, he curled up and coughed violently.Zhaocheng was stunned. Hearing Qianmo's words just now, he was so angry that he kicked out subconsciously.What's the matter, once something happens to Qianmo, it will get out of control, I don't know what it means.

He hurt him again.

Zhao Cheng walks towards Qian Mo, wanting to hug him up.But before he got close, Qian Mo suddenly cried loudly and shrank to the corner desperately.From his point of view, the master approached step by step with a cold expression and a very coercive manner.

"Ah, don't come here! Don't come here, ah! Cough, cough..." What is the master going to do? My current body will die here, I will die here.Qian Mo is only 15 years old, no matter how persevering and harsh training he has received, he is not afraid of death.In the past, I was calm and forbearing, resigned, but I thought I could make it through.The extreme fear made him cry out instinctively, he couldn't think, and all he could think of was how he died bleakly.

Zhaocheng has never seen Qian Mo so abnormal, his voice sounds so tragic, heart-piercing.At a loss for a while, he took a few steps back. "I won't go, I won't go, how are you, Qianmo?" His tone was cautious like never before, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Qian Mo cried and coughed, almost feeling like she was about to suffocate, and it took a long time before she gradually calmed down. "Qian Mo, are you feeling better?" There was no answer. "Qian Mo, can we take a break?" There was no answer.He went to get a glass of water and handed it to Qian Mo.

My heart is cold.better?When you feel better, start punishing me, rest?What's new about taking a break?He lost his composure just now, and he knew that today would not be easy.Seeing the water handed over by the master, Qianmo took it and poured it over her head without thinking.How could the owner kindly hand him water to drink.It's so cold, what will I look like after I die, it's ugly.

Zhaocheng didn't expect him to understand this meaning, no matter what he said or did, he would hurt him. "Qianmo, I won't punish you, you should reflect on yourself." How about this, will the cold orders you have always been familiar with make you feel at ease?Zhao Cheng walked to the window, the sky outside the window was dark.

Perhaps after tossing and tossing for too long, she was too tired, and after a while, Qian Mo unconsciously leaned against the wall and fell asleep.After Zhaocheng confirmed that he was fast asleep, he picked him up carefully.He hugged him to the bed, dried his hair, covered him with the quilt, and then quietly exited the room.

The air in this room was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.