Your nemesis passed out again

"I think you won't be able to remember if you don't suffer from human beings."

"Then thank you for reminding me." Xun Qin gritted his teeth.

"You're welcome."

The atmosphere quieted down.

Xun Qin didn't bother to talk to him, and supported Wen Ningshu to push the door open.

"Are we ready to destroy the corpse?"

"If you don't leave, I will help you to be wiped out."

The door closed with a bang, blocking Sen from the outside.

He helped the unconscious Wen Ningshu to the sofa.

He put it close to his ear and found that the heartbeat was still pleasant, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sat beside Wen Ningshu.

Unknowingly, his whole body was about to shrink into Wen Ningshu's arms.

Fingers stroked Wen Ningshu's thin lips.

"Well……"

Xun Qin withdrew his hand and hurriedly curled up on the other corner of the sofa, like a frightened cat, cautiously looking at Wen Ningshu when he woke up.

Wen Ningshu rubbed the back of his head and sat up.

The moment his eyes met Xun Qin's, Xun Qin turned his head to the side guiltily.

"There is a small swelling in the back of my head, do you know the reason?" Wen Ningshu said softly.

Xun Qin grabbed the pillow on the side, pretending to look to the side thoughtfully: "You knocked when you fell down, speaking of such a big man, why is he so careless when walking? He is obviously a servant, and he still needs a master." Worrying about you..."

Wen Ningshu chuckled: "It's like this when you're guilty."

"No way! I'm not guilty!" Xun Qin grinned his small fangs and squeezed the pillow tightly with both hands.

"Have you ever seen the old man in the corridor?" Wen Ning Shu tactfully skipped the topic just now.

Xun Qin looked at him hesitantly, and after thinking for two or three seconds, he moved closer to Wen Ningshu.

"Are you talking about the ghost in the corridor?" Xun Qin asked.

"Well, I feel like he has something to say." Wen Ningshu leaned the back of his head wearily against the back of the sofa: "Seeing a vampire and seeing a ghost, the future life will indeed be much more exciting."

"I repeat, it's blood, blood!" Xun Qin protested.

Wen Ningshu pressed Xun Qin's head with his thick palm, like stroking a cat.

He rubbed the soft hair on the top of Xun Qin's head with his hands. Xun Qin sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, raised his eyes against the wrist where his fangs hadn't penetrated not long ago, and swallowed involuntarily.

At the same time, he moved closer to Wen Ningshu.

"Vampires are vampires, but stupid human beings want noble blood races like us to bow their heads to cater to you. In view of your short life, I will satisfy you in a small way."

Wen Ningshu chuckled as he looked at Xun Qin's appearance.

Xun Qin took advantage of the opportunity and lay down in Wen Ningshu's arms. Compared with the blood race in the movie, Xun Qin looked docile and well-behaved, but he looked like an ordinary little boy next door.

"You haven't told me about ghosts yet."

"Stay away from him, the breath on his body makes me very uncomfortable." Xun Qin closed his eyes lazily: "Based on what I have known for so many years, he should be an evil spirit."

"The evil spirit..."

Wen Ningshu lowered his eyes and pulled Xun Qin up from his arms.

Xun Qin froze, looking nervously at Wen Ningshu behind him.

"Where are you going?" Xun Qin moved his face closer to Wen Ningshu.

"It's time to go back to the hospital. You haven't recovered from your burns. Stay at home and I will arrange a discharge time as soon as possible."

Xun Qin nestled on the sofa, nodded understandingly, and whispered that humans are trouble.

Wen Ningshu went to the bedroom to change a set of clothes, and prepared a new set of pajamas.

When he was about to go out, Xun Qin once again told Wen Ningshu not to get close to the evil spirit.

The sunlight in the afternoon was stronger than that in the evening. In the cold basement, the cabin was hot and uncomfortable.

Wen Ningshu fastened his seat belt.

In the narrow space of the car, the ringing of the mobile phone is particularly harsh.

Wen Ningshu picked up the phone, tapped the speaker, and Wen Ninghe's voice chirped from the receiver.

"When will you go back to the hospital? It's been three hours since you left, and I haven't seen you on your hospital bed yet. Don't you know your own body? On the one hand, you want me to go back, and on the other hand, I have to worry about everything. You So how can I go back with confidence..."

"I'm such an old man, I won't lose it, and I'll come to you as soon as I get back to the hospital."

"You said, I'm waiting for you! Drive carefully, you know I'm in a hurry, the most important thing is..."

Before his brother could finish speaking, Wen Ningshu hung up the phone.

He let out a long sigh in the quiet car, and rubbed his painful temples with his fingertips.

It was about 20 minutes away from the hospital. Wen Ningshu got out of the car and walked to the elevator, where he saw Wen Yuhe.

This is not the younger brother at all, this is the worrying old father.

"Are you worried that I'll get lost in the underground parking lot?" Wen Ningshu asked helplessly.

"I know you find me annoying, am I afraid that you will lie to me? You know in your heart how your body is, don't always ask me to tell, how can I..."

"I didn't, it was just..."

Wen Yuhe: "Don't quibble, there is one more thing. I thought carefully about that child who is young and ignorant, and you are not in good health. If two people are really together, is he taking care of you, or you are taking care of him, and..."

On the elevator, Wen Ningshu couldn't even hear what Wen Yuhe was saying.

It's just that from the corner of his eyes, Wen Yuhe's mouth can be seen moving constantly at any time.

"Brother, are you listening?"

"Ah? Well, I understand."

"Oh, looking at you like this, I know you didn't listen to anything. Your body needs to rest well. Let me tell you..."

Another tirade.

Walk on the railing near the ward.

Just as Wen Yuhe received the doctor's order, Wen Ningshu stopped on the railing and had to interrupt.

"I have something I want to ask you."

"Don't think about leaving the hospital early. You fainted at work this time and almost failed to be rescued. The two of us will never discuss this matter." Wen Yuhe warned seriously.

"I just want to ask you if there is an old man who just walked around here. He looks like he is in his 60s, and he often likes to push his wheelchair on this road?"

Wen Ningshu asked, even if Xun Qin repeatedly warned, he still wanted to find out about the old man.

"How do you know, but the person has been dead for more than a month, and no one at home has come to claim it, and none of the phone numbers left can be contacted, but we are planning to handover with the police station and the funeral parlor, after all, people cannot stay forever. In the morgue."

Wen Ningshu frowned: "Didn't anyone come to see him during his hospitalization?"

"No, I heard from the nurse that the old man often comes to see a doctor by himself, and he doesn't have any relatives around him. I don't know if he is a widowed old man around here." Wen Yuhe put his arm around Wen Ningshu's shoulders, "Brother, why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing, just curious."

Wen Ningshu smiled and said nothing.

Wen Yuhe sent Wen Ningshu back to the ward, let Wen Ningshu lie on the bed, and took Wen Ningshu's temperature before leaving.

He was still muttering about the relationship issues that Wen Ning had to write.

"And I think he doesn't have to find a man to fall in love. Being gay is very hard."