After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

The wine cellar exudes the aroma of wine, and the dark red liquid is packed in a brown-black glass bottle, swaying and making the sound of water.

Que An's first reaction was, it's so big.

The second reaction is that it is expensive.

The last time Qin Yuzhi smashed two rows of red wine, at least a few million were smashed, I didn't expect there to be so many.

Tens of millions of tens of millions of millions, the red wine in the wine cellar starts at least tens of millions.

Que An picked up a bottle nearby, turned over the wine, and said to the label filled with ghostly foreign languages:

"How much is it?"

Qin Yuzhi shook his head:

"forget."

There are as few as 10,000+, as many as nearly [-] million, but they have been stored underground for too long, and the quantity is too large, so he can't remember the price.

The pair of ears on the top of the head seemed to smell the aroma of wine, and they stretched out one after another, poking their heads and muttering:

"It smells so good."

"Is the red one delicious, Chi Chi?"

The reason why he can think of red wine is all due to the last time in the bathroom, after Que An got drunk after mixing with the medicine, he turned into a human lying in the bathtub.

Although it was because of the liquid medicine that he became a human last time, it might also be due to the wine.

Que An pulled out the wine bottle with the red wine cork, and the delicate aroma of the wine escaped from the bottle, lingering on the tip of Que An's nose.

The left ear and the right ear scrambled forward, rushing to sniff.

"I want to try it."

"Will it be useful?"

Que An raised the wine bottle and was about to pour it on his head.

The alcohol content of red wine is not high, and few people will get drunk.

But recalling the blush on Que An's face when he lay in the bathtub last time, Qin Yuzhi felt that Que An's drinking capacity might be a bit high, even though there might be medicinal ingredients.

He stopped Que An:

"Don't pour it down, try a little first."

Que An thought so too.

This can't be the same as milk and tea, poured on the head with a splash.

When pouring milk and tea, it is liquid, and when pouring red wine, it is banknotes.

No, it's a check.

Adhering to the principle of not throwing checks on top of his head, Que An took a goblet, poured a small amount into it, and then took it out——

a cotton swab.

Qin Yuzhi's eyebrows twitched, and he didn't say that, but Que An reached into the wine glass, soaked the cotton swab in the wine, and carefully applied it to his ears as if he was holding a cotton swab of gold.

The mellow wine immediately soaked through the fluff to the tips of the ears, and then only heard:

"So drunk..."

"Spicy Chi Chi Chi..."

"gosh……"

The originally black ears were not only burning hot at the moment, but there were also flying little red clouds on the tips of the ears. Seeing that he was not standing still, he swayed left and right, and finally fell into Que An's hair with a snap.

He doesn't know how Que An can drink, but he knows now that the two of them won't drink very well.

Que An sighed, and poked his soft ear with a cotton swab:

"Hey, wake up, and report to the organization how you feel."

Feel dizzy.

But the left ear didn't have the energy to report, so it just squirmed lazily, and finally couldn't struggle anymore, changed to a comfortable position with a snap, and lay down again.

The condition of the right ear is not much better than that of the left ear, but he can barely maintain his rationality and speak intelligently, shaking his body and saying:

"Hmm...that...the head is so high...it seems like it's about to fall..."

Que An: ...

Is this nonsense when he is drunk, or does he really mean that he is about to separate from the top of his head.

He also felt a little heavy in his head at the moment.

Fortunately, right ear shook his body again and said:

"There is a crack, chirping... don't crack..."

crack?

What rift?

Qin Yuzhi and Que An looked at each other, and in a flash, the two of them came to their senses. Qin Yuzhi immediately walked in front of Que An, parted his hair, and carefully observed the pair of ears.

Que An was half a head taller than Qin Yuzhi, so he had to lower his body so that Qin Yuzhi could search.

Then, Qin Yuzhi felt two hands on his waist, resting restlessly on his waist.

"I can't stand."

Qin Yuzhi: ...

He was observing his ears at the moment, and he didn't have time to entangle with Que An whether he was really unsteady or took the opportunity to hug him. After pulling his hair for a while, he really discovered the mystery.

The root of the ear is connected to the scalp, but there is a shallow crack two or three centimeters up from the root.

Looking at it this way, the analogy of the right ear is actually quite accurate.

As two small mushrooms, they grow on the ground. In fact, there is no need to uproot the mushrooms to remove them, just break them off from the place close to the root.

Now there are cracks, as long as it goes deeper and waters along this gap, it can almost be broken off.

Qin Yuzhi's warm fingerprints rubbed against the tips of his ears, and his half-dizzy and half-awake ears unconsciously groaned:

"Well……"

"So warm..."

He let go of his ears, dipped some red wine with his fingertips, and stretched them into the gap.

Sure enough, the red wine was quickly absorbed by the crack, and the crack became visible to the naked eye, and it was almost a quarter of its size now.

According to this progress, the fall is just around the corner.

Qin Yuzhi simply put down the cotton swab, picked up the wine glass, and carefully poured it into the crack:

"I see a crack, you sit still, the wine is really helpful, the crack is getting bigger little by little."

Que An's expression seemed a little unbearable, he shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice:

"it is good."

As the wine was poured into the gap little by little, Que An gradually became unconscious, his whole body was dry and hot, there was a numb and soft feeling of hair rubbing against his fingertips on the top of his head, and his eyes looking at Qin Yuzhi gradually deepened.

Two-thirds of the crack had been cracked, Qin Yuzhi put down the empty wine bottle, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the gap, and then, he felt a tightness around his waist——Que An's hand on his waist couldn't hold back. voluntary contraction.

Qin Yuzhi said strangely:

"Does it hurt?"

Que An lowered his eyes, stroked his hot fingertips, concealed the desire in his eyes, and said hoarsely:

"fine."

Sensing something unusual in the voice, like a little drunk, Qin Yuzhi realized something was wrong, and said in surprise:

"Why are you drunk?"

It's fine if the two little ears are drunk, aren't they independent individuals? Since the wine is poured into their bodies, how can Que An still get drunk?

It really is a miracle in the biological world.

Although Qin Yuzhi couldn't understand it in his heart, he kept moving his hands, irrigating Que An's ears all the time, trying not to spill out as much as possible, and let the wine completely soak into his ears.

Let your ears soak up every ounce of nourishment.

Que An slowly closed his eyes, let down the things that should not be thought in his heart, and tried his best to speak in a calm voice:

"fine."

Qin Yuzhi nodded, looked at Que An's uncomfortable face, caught the tremor in his voice, slowed down his voice and said to him:

"If you bear it any longer, it will be soon."

It seems that instead of pouring wine, it is pouring medicine.

The wine bottle has been opened more than half, and the addition of twos and threes has piled up a small hill.

At the beginning, the cracks cracked very quickly, but this thing is just like upgrading monsters in the game. The experience points required to go from LV1 to LV90 may be similar to that needed to go from LV90 to LV100. The more energy is consumed later, like It is a bottomless pit, and it is actually very difficult to fill it.

Later, it took more than a dozen bottles of wine to tear open a crack the size of a fingernail, which was in stark contrast to the large crack that could be opened by half a bottle of wine.

"I guess it will take a while."

Qin Yuzhi shook the empty wine bottle, picked up another bottle, and was about to open it.

Suddenly, Qin Yuzhi's wrist holding the wine was strangled.

Que An lowered his head, stretched out his slender and powerful arms, strangled the person in front of him, his voice contained a little restrained drunkenness, as if he was holding on, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unnaturally, and he lowered his eyelashes, forcing himself not to Go to see the person in front of you and call his name softly:

"Qin Yuzhi, forget it."

If it continues like this, he doesn't know what he will do.

Alcohol penetrated from the top of the head to the heart, like Qin Yuzhi's wrist he touched at this moment, burning and strong.

It was too hot, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and pounce on it.

Qin Yuzhi didn't see anything strange about Que An, but only saw that he was really not in a good condition at the moment, so he nodded and hesitated for a while:

"Row."

From the beginning to the present, at least a hundred bottles have been poured into it. Although the alcohol content of red wine is not high, if it is placed on a human body, drinking so much wine at first glance may kill a person.

Let Que An rest for a while, as we have already found a way, and there will be a long time in the future, so there is no rush.

Qin Yuzhi squatted down and looked worriedly at Que An who was sitting on the chair:

"It's okay, I'll help you go to bed and sleep for a while."

After drinking over a hundred bottles, although he didn't know whether the ability of animals to withstand alcohol could be compared with that of humans, he was really worried seeing Que An like this.

Que An was sitting down on the chair at the moment, exuding the mellow aroma of red wine, feeling a little drunk, although his head was hanging down weakly, but with an indescribable sense of coercion, like a face When facing a wild beast, he couldn't help making people surrender, as if he wanted to kneel at his feet.

The gray eyes were lifted up, and there was the pain of forcing himself to stay awake:

"get out."

Qin Yu was stunned, frowned, and wanted to help Que An, but felt that something was wrong with him, worried about his state, and said:

"I don't worry about you like this. I'll help you to sit on the sofa for a while. Let Butler Liu cook you a bowl of hangover soup first, and then you go to bed for a while. Drinking too much is bad for your stomach. You first—"

"go out."

Que An accentuated his tone, word by word, with a cold voice.

"Just go out and leave me alone."

The farther away from me the better.

After finishing speaking, Que An didn't know where the strength came from. He stood up, grabbed Qin Yuzhi's arm, and pushed him hard, and then slammed the door hard with a bang.

It was too late for Qin Yuzhi to react, so he hurriedly pulled the door, only to find that the door was locked from the inside, and it was impossible to open it only by manpower.

Qin Yuzhi gritted his teeth, slammed on the door, his heart was suspended, and he shouted:

"Que An, Que An?"

Only the sound echoed in the empty corridor, but there was no sound, it was as silent as the night, and there was nothing but the flickering yellow light overhead.

Steward Liu heard the voice, hurried over, holding the key in his hand, and handed it to Qin Yuzhi who was standing in front of the door:

"Master, here is the key, do you want to open the door?"

Qin Yuzhi stood in front of the door, raised his eyes to look at the door, held the silver key tightly in his hand, lifted it up, but finally put it down.

"never mind."

Since he told himself it was fine, he believed him.

Across a door, Qin Yuzhi sat quietly outside the door for three hours, during which the butler came to deliver blankets three times, hot water five times and medicine six times, looked at the door and said:

"Why don't you call him?"

It was a dark night outside the window, the lights of Wanjia had long been extinguished, only the lights in the corridor were holding on to the last light, hitting Qin Yuzhi's slender neck.

Qin Yuzhi moved his sore neck, stood up, stared at the end of the corridor and slowly shook his head.

Then, there was a click.

Butler Liu's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly looked towards the door.

Qin Yuzhi turned his head and frowned slightly.

It was the sound of a lock being opened.

Butler Liu breathed a sigh of relief, put down the plate and walked towards the door: "Oh, I figured it out, what are you doing in there for so long, master, I'll go in and have a look—"

"You go back first."

The butler's words were stopped in midair, Qin Yuzhi handed the cup to Butler Liu, and said involuntarily.

"That……"

"Let's go."

Qin Yuzhi handed him the cup, strode forward, left the butler behind him, and then closed the door of the wine cellar with a bang.

Butler Liu opened his mouth, stood on the spot with a cup in his hand, and stared at the figure in the distance in bewilderment.

In the wine cellar, there is only one dim lamp dimly brightening, the brown-red cabinet doors are orderly, and the unopened red wine bottles are neatly arranged in the glass window, but the ground is indeed a mess.

A dark red liquid flows on the off-white tiles, winding into a dark river, exuding the intoxicating aroma of wine, which smells quite delicious, of course, if there are no messy glass shards deposited in it.

The glass bottle that was smashed in half has a shockingly sharp mouth. Such glass bottles can be seen everywhere, with a hill piled up in the corner, thrown everywhere on the ground, and the red liquid is also full of residues.

Qin Yuzhi stood at the door, looking at the lamp, his pupils widened slightly in shock.

The chairs were empty, and there was no one on them.

At this moment, the person who should be sitting in the chair is sitting in the mess on the floor.

The only dim light above his head was turned off, casting a yellow light above his head, and an afterimage was reflected on the ground, like the light on a stage, covering only him, with an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

The red wine on the top of Que An's head flowed down the hair, and "tick-tock-tick" mixed in the blood-colored river drop by drop. The boy's eyelashes, nose bridge, and face were all soaked in the wine, and under the dim light, there was a bright red wine. A strange and stunning beauty.

He supported the ground with one hand, and held two dark things in one hand. He didn't know whether it was blood or wine, and it flowed down unscrupulously.

Regardless of the shards of glass underneath, Qin Yuzhi hurriedly ran to Que An's side, knelt down to support him.

When he approached him, the cold air on Que An's body eroded him, and his whole body seemed to be a piece of solid ice.

It was still ice that smelled like wine.

Qin Yuzhi hugged this piece of solid ice tightly in his arms.

Looking closely, he realized how bad Que An's condition was. His lips had already lost their blood color, and his eyes were half-opened and half-closed.

Qin Yuzhi hurriedly held his hand, startled.

His hands were full of cut glass residue, and what dripped from his hands was red wine and blood.

Qin Yuzhi didn't dare to disturb the person in his arms, and anxiously shouted in his ear:

"Que An, Que An?"

Hearing the sound, Que An turned his face slightly, seeing the person who came smiled, his voice seemed to be floating softly:

"You can take me to bed now."

After saying this sentence, Que An seemed to be finally unable to hold on, and fell heavily into Qin Yuzhi's arms.

Dr. Zhao received a call overnight, and it was rare to hear that Qin Yuzhi, who was always calm, would also panic sometimes.

The tone of the person on the phone was anxious and restless, not just worrying, Zhao Jiang could feel his sinking heart through the phone, as if the person on the bed was about to die,

He nodded and hurriedly put on his coat:

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be right over."

Arriving at Qin's house, when Zhao An saw Qin Yu, he frowned slightly.

Qin Yuzhi's hands and feet were cold at the moment, and his blood-red eyes could tell that he was very tired and anxious.

"Don't worry, go and rest for a while, I'll go see people."

After Zhao Jiang comforted Qin Yuzhi, he hurried upstairs.

Que An was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed. From his pale blood, he could see that he was not in a good condition. He looked completely different from a normal lively boy.

Zhao Jiang almost couldn't recognize it.

A few seconds later, Qin Yuzhi followed him up and sat quietly by the side, but he could vaguely catch a look of uneasiness from the furrowed brows.

After a while, Dr. Zhao took off his stethoscope, turned to Qin Yuzhi and said:

"He passed out, and his physical indicators are stable at present, and there is no serious problem, but his body is still too weak and needs rest."

The patient seemed to have gone through a fierce fight, and then his physical strength was not enough to support him. There was no major problem, but Qin Yuzhi's expression looked like Que An was about to enter the ICU. He couldn't help asking:

"What's going on here?"

Qin Yuzhi didn't answer.

The butler standing beside him whispered to him:

"Drank too much."

Dr. Zhao: "Huh?!"

He looked down at Que An's pale face, only then did he notice the strong aroma of wine exuding from Que An's body.

Can it be like this if you drink too much?

Zhao Jiang has studied medicine for 12 years, and he thought that he should not deceive himself.

Fortunately, it was nothing serious. Zhao Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and prescribed some medicines to nourish essence and activate blood. When he was about to leave, Qin Yuzhi raised his eyes:

"And trauma."

The snow-white bed sheet was slowly lifted, and Que An's right hand was stuck with two sharp glass residues the size of broken soybeans.

It turned out that there were two palm-sized pieces, which were carefully taken out by Qin Yuzhi, but this piece was too broken, Qin Yuzhi didn't dare to act rashly, and only did a simple hemostasis treatment.

Zhao An gasped:

"How did this happen?"

Butler Liu slowly and repeatedly made mouth gestures beside him:

"Drank too much."

Zhao Jiang: ...

All right, I smashed the wine bottle after drinking too much and poked my hand into the glass shards, that makes sense.

This is really good at drinking, and after drinking the wine, his life is almost taken.

He didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly prepared alcohol, tweezers, a series of bandaging tools and potions, and after half an hour, he finally took them out.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to take off his gloves and throw the glass shards into the trash can when he suddenly noticed something unusual in the blood.

The blood is a bit strange, it is more viscous than that of ordinary people, its ductility and fluidity are relatively poorer than that of ordinary people, and it looks darker in color.

Zhao Jiang picked up the tweezers and was about to follow the light to continue observing when he suddenly heard Qin Yuzhi say:

"Please, Dr. Zhao."

Zhao Jiang groaned, did not respond to the hidden meaning in Qin Yuzhi's words, shook his head and said:

"No trouble, no trouble, it's just that the blood doesn't look right, why don't you take Que An to do it—"

Qin Yuzhi took the tweezers from his hand and put them on the tray. Before he finished speaking, he nodded and said:

"it is good."

After speaking, he turned to Liu Guanjia and said:

"Pour Dr. Zhao a cup of hot water."

Zhao Jiang hurriedly said: "Hey, don't bother, I'm back, it's too late, that—"

He turned his head to Qin Yuzhi and said, "Contact me anytime if you have any questions, and if the patient has any discomfort after waking up, please come to me anytime."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jiang waved his hand and said goodbye, forgetting the suspicious blood just now.

He also didn't notice that Qin Yuzhi's hand holding the tweezers was trembling a little unsteadily.

It seems to be guilty, and it seems to be afraid that something will be discovered.

As the door slammed shut, Qin Yuzhi heaved a sigh of relief, wrapped the blood-stained tweezers and glass shards in a black plastic bag, and threw them into the trash can.

After a while, he was still worried, and picked it up again, carefully put it in the drawer and locked it, before falling heavily back into the chair.

It was a helpless move to find Zhao Jiang. He was afraid that the professionalism and professionalism of the doctor would make him discover something, but there was no way.

On balance, he still took a gamble.

Sure enough, it aroused suspicion, but fortunately, it was out of danger.

I hope Zhao Jiang can forget this matter when he goes back.

Qin Yuzhi's eyes fell on the person on the hospital bed, looking at him and thinking.

You really shouldn't believe him.

I couldn't tell what emotion it was, but the moment I saw Que An sitting in the red wine, my mind exploded.

I can't remember how long it's been since he was so flustered.

Two years ago, he underwent heart surgery with a success rate of only [-]%. The moment he was pushed into the operating room, he felt extremely calm.

It is good luck to be able to come out, but it is bad luck not to come out.

Reward yourself for getting out in the sun if you can.

All he had was this simple, joke-like idea.

Even when his life was in danger, he never panicked.

And when he hugged Que An in his arms, his hands and palms were sweating, and he was as cold as Que An in an instant.

Two ice cubes hugging each other will only give each other cold.

Qin Yuzhi took a deep breath.

Butler Liu came over with a cup of hot water:

"Master, let me watch here, you go to rest."

Qin Yuzhi picked up the water, and the hot water entered his stomach, which melted away the coldness. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and shook his head:

"Need not."

"Master," Butler Liu rarely spoke to Qin Yuzhi in such a forceful manner, "You must go to rest, your condition is too dangerous."

Qin Yuzhi's current condition is not much better than that of the person lying on the bed.

I just went for a reexamination yesterday. After two injections, the doctor said that I need to rest and rest. I must pay attention to rest. The adverse reactions of the medicine have not passed in the past two days. Qin Yuzhi was vomiting and diarrhea all day. Run to vomit again.

Qin Yuzhi just shook his head and repeated what he said just now:

"Need not."

Butler Liu was anxious and helpless, knowing that no one could persuade Qin Yuzhi when he was stubborn, so he stood there and couldn't help Qin Yuzhi, so he had to sigh a long time, and put the hot porridge on the table:

"Then you should eat something. It's not good for your stomach to be hungry. You already have stomach problems."

Qin Yuzhi nodded wearily and perfunctorily. Just as he was about to pick up the porridge, the person on the bed moved his fingertips.

The author has something to say: There are so many nutrient solutions in this chapter, I am a little surprised 2333, thank you everyone (bow)

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