How to raise the president

Jiang Fei fetched the car from the parking lot, made a sharp turn and stopped in front of Fang Youyi.

Fang Youyi quickly ran over with An Ziyu in his arms, and the group got into Jiang Fei's car in a hurry.

As soon as Deputy Chief Jiang stepped on the gas pedal, the car flew past the group of police officers who were escorting the middle-aged man, raising a lot of oily smoke and dust.

"Ah, here, Deputy Director Jiang is speeding!"

"Stupid! Didn't you see that Deputy Director Jiang was trying to save innocent victims!"

"Ah, deputy director Jiang is wise!"

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In the carriage, Fang Youyi hugged An Ziyu tightly, his face was so gloomy that it frightened Jiang Fei and the others so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

An Ziyu moved restlessly in his arms a few times, Fang Youyi was so frightened that his scalp became cold, and he was sweating profusely, fearing that An Ziyu's movement would hurt his wound again.

Fang Youyi hurriedly pulled the person in, and said in a deep voice, "Hey, don't move around."

An Ziyu couldn't open his eyes, and stared at the familiar yet somewhat unreal face in front of him in a daze. He only felt that his head was a little dizzy, probably because he had just bled a little too much.

He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he felt a pain in his neck. The pain caused An Ziyu to close his mouth obediently, and curled up in Fang Youyi's arms obediently, but his consciousness was a little hazy.

At that moment he thought he was going to die, but the next moment he was enveloped by that familiar breath, and he knew that the person he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

He grabbed Fang Youyi's clothes tightly, feeling like he was dreaming, dreaming that he was held tightly in Fang Youyi's arms, hurting and loving.

But he was afraid that he was really dreaming.

Every time I fell into a coma after looking for death, I saw my adoptive parents, but when I woke up, there was nothing but a hospital full of disinfectant.

So he was very afraid that if everything was false after waking up this time, what should he do?

Without Fang Youyi, what should he do?

Fang Youyi lightly pressed the tissue around An Ziyu's neck, and saw tears overflowing from An Ziyu's tightly closed eyes, his heart felt as if it was tightly pinched, it hurt like hell, as if he was about to suffocate.

He thought that An Ziyu was like this because he didn't adapt to the environment in the car, so he hugged him even tighter, and softly comforted An Ziyu, "It's okay, I'm here."

The familiar and deep voice came to his ears, as if his heart was protected, An Ziyu stopped crying, and nestled peacefully in Fang Youyi's arms without any struggle.

It may be that the spirit of the day was too intense, and the blood was bled again. Now when I relax, all the exhaustion hits my face.

An Ziyu felt very tired both physically and mentally, and wanted to sleep.

He tugged at Fang Youyi's clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sleepy..."

"Well, let's sleep for a while." Fang Youyi lowered his eyes slightly to look at An Ziyu, although his face was full of worry, his voice was still unbelievably gentle, "I'll wake you up when we arrive."

An Ziyu tugged at Fang Youyi's clothes again, and chattered weakly in the car, his voice was almost silent: "Don't go..."

Fang Youyi was stunned for a moment, looking at An Ziyu's expressionless face, he couldn't tell what it was like.

In addition to distressed or distressed.

He lowered his head, gently pressed his forehead against An Ziyu's, and said, "Don't go, go to sleep, I'll call you when we arrive."

An Ziyu, who was still in a half-comatose and half-awake state, felt relieved at this moment, took a comfortable angle, and fell asleep after a while.

Just like a stray kitten finally found a refuge, when it relaxes, it sleeps so peacefully and well-behaved.

Fang Youyi lightly grasped the hand that was pulling his clothes, and tried to pull it off, but he didn't expect it to get tighter and tighter.

Seeing An Ziyu's face that had finally calmed down, Fang Youyi smiled distressedly, while playing with the broken hair on An Ziyu's forehead that was stuck with cold sweat, he didn't say anything, just wanted to love this one he had been looking for for a long time Yes, stray kitten.

He held the cold hand that was pulling his clothes, feeling very sweet, sour, and uncomfortable.

It was obviously so small when it was caught in the Angel Orphanage before, and it was very thin, like chicken feet, it was very distressing to look at.

Now that it has grown so big, it has become stronger.

The fingers are knotted, white, and long, but they are still so thin, and they are still so distressing.

Just when Fang Youyi wanted to bow his head to kiss An Ziyu's forehead, the classmate Xiao Ming next to him exclaimed very blindly: "Captain, is he your new younger brother?"

Jiang Fei: "..."

Yan Cheng: "..."