Waiting for the protagonist to cry today [Quick Transmigration]

In the end, it was the infirmary where Jiang Yufeng carried him to the infirmary

The doctor on duty didn't take it seriously when he saw Jiang Yufeng, but when he saw the sweaty man in his arms, he was shocked and hurried in.

What followed was a group of people rushing to rescue Jiang Yufeng. In the end, when Jiang Yufeng wanted to leave, Jian Yunqiao refused to let him die. As long as Jiang Yufeng's face turned cold, he would look at him with red and swollen eyes, as if silently reprimanding him.

You are cold, you are ruthless, you are not responsible for hurting me

Jiang Yufeng: "..."

最后

After bandaging the wound, the doctor said brokenly: "Young master, your arm itself was severely injured due to the heavy object and needs to be recuperated, and now the bone has been damaged by the heavy blow. How much luck is less..."

Jian Yunqiao nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know."

The doctor sighed, maybe there were no patients in the past ten days and a half months, so it would be too much to catch one word, Jian Yunqiao's skin is fair and now the bones are bloody, how scary it looks

"Hey, who made this hand, why is it so heavy..."

Jian's family is rich and powerful, just such a young master is even more famous, and Jian Yunqiao himself is rarely injured, so just now he cried out all of a sudden.

"I accidentally fell." Jian Yunqiao's expression remained unchanged, pointing to the people beside him: "If His Highness Ninth Prince hadn't saved me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to heal in time."

Jiang Yufeng raised his eyes and glanced at Jian Yunqiao, but didn't say anything

While watching his reaction secretly, Jian Yunqiao asked inwardly, "System, let's see if the favorability has increased?"

"There is no host, let's work hard."

"..."

Is this child's heart made of iron?

After the doctor healed the wound, he went to grab the medicinal materials that might be used, and there were only two people left in the whole room for a while.

Jian Yunqiao found out that Jiang Yufeng didn't respond all the time. He stood there, leaning against the wall, expressionless, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and nothing could stir up any waves. He was calm and sober like an outsider. Watch it all.

Jian Yunqiao tried to move. In fact, he didn't feel very painful anymore. The medicine from the demon race numbs the pain sensation, but when he was moving, he still accidentally tore the wound on his body that Jiang Yufeng beat up. He couldn't see the wound in the dark. grunted.

In an instant, Jiang Yufeng's head moved, and at the same time, Jian Yunqiao, who had lowered her head, turned her head and caught the unrepentant concern in that person's eyes.

There was a gratified smile in Jian Yunqiao's eyes for a moment. This kid is really not the one who has blackened the newspaper in the later stage. Although he now looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away, he still cares about people.

Seeing Jian Yang smiling and looking at him, as if his mind had been punctured, Jiang Yufeng's expression became even colder, he turned his head and was about to leave

"Hey, don't go." Jian Yunqiao hurriedly called to stop him. He had discovered that the future Lord Demon King will not take hard things.

Jian Yunqiao said seriously: "My leg hurts."

"You hurt your arm." Jiang Yufeng raised a slightly sarcastic smile, his eyes swept across people coldly

"But you also hit my leg." Jian Yunqiao frowned, looking very painful

Jiang Yufeng obviously didn't want to talk anymore, he lowered his eyelids as if he didn't want to say more, which made people feel like he was making trouble for no reason

Jian Yunqiao didn't speak, he was holding his arm, his white face was full of worry, he frowned, as if he was enduring some pain: "The doctor said just now, if my arm is injured a little bit, it will be disabled."

He deliberately said it seriously, Jiang Yufeng seemed to be able to see through all his thoughts, quietly watching Jian Yunqiao's performance.

The room is silent, eyes facing each other

Jiang Yufeng said, "The doctor didn't say that."

"That's what he meant."

Jiang Yufeng looked at the young man's appearance of arguing with reason. He obviously talked to him like this before, but now he is... not angry.

In the end, Jiang Yufeng didn't say anything more, he stepped back and said, "I'll ask Jiang Yujing to pick you up."

"I don't want Fourth Highness." Jian Yunqiao shook her head quickly

Jiang Yufeng frowned again, his breath became cold again, as if he suspected that the young man was deliberately making things difficult

Jian Yunqiao hurriedly said, "I only want you."

He felt that this was a good opportunity, and said, "I didn't mean anything malicious, you can see that I've been beaten like this by you, so what kind of bad intentions can there be?"

Jiang Yufeng originally thought he was referring to his arms when he said this look, but unexpectedly when he raised his head, Jian Yunqiao pointed to his glowing red eyes.

Those eyes are big and round. I don’t know whether they have been washed by tears or what. The clear mirror inside seems to reflect his own figure. For some reason, his ears are a little hot

"Where are you going?" Jiang Yufeng looked impatient and indifferent, but he stopped standing at the door, but took a few steps forward.

Jian Yunqiao was just about to put a bucket of fireworks in his heart, he said reservedly: "Let's leave school."

"come over."

"what?"

"What?" Jiang Yufeng clenched his fist unconsciously, and said, "It's embarrassing to stand with me?"

The same danger spread, Jian Yunqiao quickly denied it: "I'm not going home, let's go to the library!"

No one in the library has always been clean, and then he will find a way to keep people by his side, at least not to separate.

The corners of Jiang Yufeng's mouth twitched, and he came over to help Jian Yunqiao walk, but Jian Yunqiao didn't dare to make an inch, and walked close to him.

Jian Yunqiao's body has a faint milk fragrance, which is mellow and harmless. This smell seems to be absent. Gradually, Jiang Yufeng's breathing becomes a little rough

He suddenly said: "Don't move!"

Jian Yunqiao was stunned. He raised his head and turned his face up. Because Jiang Yufeng supported him, the two of them were already a little close, and now they could almost feel the breath of both of them.

"I'm not moving, I'm just walking." Jian Yunqiao explained innocently, and by the way, he also noticed that Jiang Yufeng's expression didn't seem right

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Jian Yunqiao worriedly raised her hand to check: "Where are you injured?"

Jiang Yufeng held him down. He felt that today was a bit messy. The always arrogant young master took the initiative to approach him and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. No, it seems that he is even more difficult to deal with now.

At least Jiang Yufeng knew how to deal with this person in the past, but now he is unexpectedly powerless, his eyes are getting colder, this is not a good sign.

"Injured?" Jiang Yufeng looked at him suspiciously: "You made the right choice to go to the martial arts field more."

Jian Yunqiao: "..."

Let's know how good you are!

The last two people still came to the library. Only those who need to apply for a card can enter the library. People who enter this academy are either rich or expensive. Everyone has a card, but Concubine Xi doesn't know what to think. It's average, but I didn't apply for a card for His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince

Jian Yunqiao didn't know, and Jiang Yufeng didn't mean to mention it, he just let go of Jian Yunqiao's hand and said, "It's here."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. Jian Yunqiao wanted to chase him as soon as he was in a hurry. His leg was fine, but it hurt when he walked. With his current leg strength, as long as Jiang Yufeng doesn't slow down, he must be able to chase him. not on.

"Hey, Your Highness Ninth Prince, don't go."

Jiang Yufeng ignored him until Jian Yunqiao was about to fall because he was too anxious to shake his feet. His hand was injured, and when he fell, he would definitely hit his arm. He was about to hit the ground, but he was caught by his hands , followed by an angry voice: "Are you courting death?"

Jian Yunqiao didn't refute, he whispered: "I'm sorry"

The veins on Jiang Yufeng's forehead twitched: "If you want to die, don't hold me."

Jian Yunqiao answered him seriously: "I don't want to die."

Jiang Yufeng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't your arm going to be disabled?"

"I know you'll follow me."

Jiang Yufeng: "..."

As if snorting coldly, Jiang Yufeng seemed to have heard some big joke: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Jian is quite self-confident."

Jian Yunqiao said unhurriedly: "You did follow me."

It was as if he had taken the wrong medicine today. Jiang Yufeng felt that it was a mistake for him to speak with him.

Fortunately, what he is most afraid of is correcting mistakes. Taking two steps back, he distanced himself from Jian Yunqiao, full of alienation and disgust that he could no longer hide: "Stop playing tricks, I just didn't want to cause trouble when I caught you, you cruel Not being disabled has nothing to do with me."

After finishing speaking, many people gathered around, Jiang Yufeng lowered his voice and warned: "This is the last time, if you want to play tricks next time, I will not let you go."

At this time, the young man finally tore away a bit of his indifferent camouflage, revealing his dangerous fangs, very vicious.

Jian Yunqiao listened, just when Jiang Yufeng thought that he would show his arrogant nature again, the young man nodded: "That's it, oh."

"..."

Wanting to beat someone up, Jiang Yufeng's proud self-control is frantically testing on the verge of danger

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared not far away. One showed a surprised expression after seeing Jian Yunqiao, and hurried over: "Yun Qiao, why did you make yourself like this?"

When Jian Yunqiao saw Jiang Yujing, the Fourth Highness, he said honestly, "I fell."

"I can fall like this, why don't you play with me?" Jiang Yujing didn't believe it at all. He saw Jiang Yufeng beside him from the corner of his eye, and his expression instantly became full of aggressiveness and disgust.

He took Jian Yunqiao's arm and clenched it unconsciously: "Tell me, did this little trash do something to you? Don't be afraid, I'll make the decision for you!"

Jiang Yufeng didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, he turned around and was about to leave, but the Fifth Highness at the side also walked over slowly, he seemed to be unintentional, but actually blocked Jiang Yufeng's way

Now Zijiang Yufeng's complexion is not good, and a dangerous smell is slowly spreading around, centered on the three princes, no one dares to approach within a hundred meters, and these three people are surrounded by Jian Yunqiao who is standing in the middle .

"What are you doing in a daze, tell me!" Fourth Highness urged

Jian Yunqiao frowned, Fourth Highness was not serious, his bandaged arm just now seemed to be crushed: "It hurts."

"What the hell are you talking about?" His Royal Highness almost thought he was hallucinating

The pain in his whole body seemed to overwhelm him, the wound that had been bandaged was bleeding again, Jian Yunqiao's red eye sockets hadn't gone away, and at this moment the original body's frailty had returned, his reason hadn't reacted yet, and his physiology hadn't recovered yet. There was water mist coming up, he tried to open his hand, choked up and said: "I said, I hurt."

Since he was a child, the fourth highness, the little overlord who was walking sideways in the magic city, bumped into a pair of clear eyes unprepared. Those eyes were red and filled with tears, and looked at him tearfully like a bullied little rabbit. He, inexplicably, started to panic, damn it, who is going to tell him what's going on, Jian Yunqiao is possessed by something!