The heartthrob really didn't fish

Song Jiabao didn't know how to describe the current atmosphere, such a Qin Feihe made him feel a complete strangeness.

Qin Feihe before this, of course, he also felt the strangeness of seeing each other after so many years.

But from that strangeness, he could decipher the image of Qin Feihe that he was most familiar with, but it was hidden under this taller body.

But now it is different, he can hardly find a half familiar feeling, from the inside to the outside, from the eyes to the expression, standing in front of him is like a stranger he has never known before.

But soon, this feeling disappeared, as if in an instant, the Qin Feihe he was familiar with returned.

Song Jiabao couldn't explain this rapid change of mood, because he kept staring at Qin Feihe's face. Qin Feihe's expression didn't seem to change obviously, but he had a vague illusion that Qin Feihe's expression actually changed.

Like in the special effects of the movie, he saw some extremely subtle changes in the muscles of Qin Feihe's face, and the next second, the temperament he conveyed was completely different.

"Sorry, I'll be leaving right away." Qin Feihe explained, nodded and planned to leave.

Song Jiabao miraculously grabbed his wrist and asked, "What happened to your shoulder?"

Qin Feihe explained: "Small injuries, it's fine."

The expression on his face is very relaxed, it seems that this is indeed the case, but in Song Jiabao's memory, Qin Feihe has always been like this, he likes to hide his discomfort quietly.

Song Jiabao recalled Qin Feihe's muffled groan just now when he was kicked by him, and he became more and more sure of this idea.

If the wound was not serious, Qin Feihe would not be kicked away so easily.

"Come in."

Song Jiabao pulled Qin Feihe into the house, but luckily the other party didn't refuse, if he really did that, he would definitely not keep Qin Feihe back, even if Qin Feihe broke his arm, he had nothing to do with him.

Because he was always injured recently, Song Jiabao put the medical kit under the coffee table next to the sofa, so he could reach it with his hand.

Song Jiabao opened the medical kit and put it on the coffee table, and said to Qin Feihe, "Take off your clothes."

"It's okay, it's not serious."

"It's not serious, I'll talk about it after I read it."

Saying that, Song Jiabao directly started to pull Qin Feihe's collar to take a look, but he didn't want to touch the clothes with wet traces.

"What is this?" Song Jiabao spread out his palms in astonishment, and the palms were covered with blood, "Is this what you said was not serious?"

Qin Feihe was wearing a dark suit. For such a long time, he didn't even notice that Qin Feihe was bleeding, and even kicked him on the shoulder.

Song Jiabao blamed himself very much. Of course, this does not mean that he is not angry about Qin Feihe's leaving without saying goodbye. After all, Qin Feihe is the younger brother he has protected for several years. Qin Feihe has a clean and comfortable middle school. Even now, he is not used to seeing Qin Feihe get hurt.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt very much," Qin Feihe smiled and comforted Song Jiabao, "It's just because of bleeding, it looks a little scary."

Song Jiabao didn't like Qin Feihe's understatement, so he took off his clothes roughly, and when he saw the wound on his shoulder and neck, he couldn't help but gasp.

"What did you do? How did you get hurt like this?"

Qin Feihe's shoulders seemed to have been burned by fire. The palm-sized area on the shoulder and neck was covered with blood and flesh. There were scattered burns like small dots scattered around. There were two deep cuts in the center of the burns. It split open, exposing the glowing red muscle tissue, and a large amount of blood flowed out from here.

There is no doubt that after being kicked by him, the wound burst open, and so much blood flowed.

Song Jiabao hated Qin Feihe for not taking his body seriously, and hated himself for being too soft-hearted. Seeing the wounds on Qin Feihe's body, he wanted to cry.

Qin Feihe frowned slightly, but there was still a comforting smile on the corner of his mouth, "I accidentally burned it during the experiment, and it has been treated, and the scab will heal after a while."

"Treatment? What you mean by treatment is not dressing up, just going out with a coat on?"

"It was dealt with in the UK before, and I haven't had time to go to the hospital after returning home, so..."

"What are you busy with all day long? Don't you have time to go to the hospital for a change of medicine?"

Qin Feihe glanced at Song Jiabao hesitantly, but said nothing.

Song Jiabao suddenly remembered what he said, "Auntie is very worried about you, and so am I." So Qin Feihe was in a hurry to see him, so he didn't have time to go to the hospital?

For a moment, or even longer, Song Jiabao really wanted to ask him why he left without saying goodbye, but his dignity forced him to swallow the words back.

If Qin Feihe didn't explain, he would never ask. This is what Qin Feihe should do, not just because of his request.

Song Jiabao is very good at the cold war. He can act as if there is no Qin Feihe for more than ten years, and he has never thought of contacting him in the past. He can do the same in the next ten years and the next ten years.

He helped Qin Feihe treat the wound with his little knowledge of wound cleaning, and then bandaged it briefly.

"I don't know what kind of medicine you should use for your experimental burn. You should go to the hospital for fine treatment."

"Brother," Qin Feihe looked at Song Jiabao, "Can you accompany me to the hospital?"

Song Jiabao didn't want to, but for some reason, it was difficult for him to say this.

There was a sense of mission hidden deep in his heart that drove him to agree - Qin Feihe flew back to the country alone, and came to him before he had time to treat the wound. Qin Feihe is now alone, and it should be when he is needed very much.

"it is good."

Song Jiabao finally complied.

He told himself in his heart that it was Qin Feihe who came to see his return early in the morning.

The People's Hospital is not far from Song Jiabao's community, and it takes only three to ten minutes by taxi. When he and Qin Feihe arrived at the hospital, it was less than 10:10.

Song Jiabao was very tired, so he said that he accompanied Qin Feihe, but in fact he sat down in the hospital lobby as soon as he arrived, and Qin Feihe himself did all the registration and payment.

Not long after, Qin Feihe came back with the payment slip and told Song Jiabao that he could go up and find a doctor to bandage him.

"Let's go."

Song Jiabao stood up from his seat reluctantly, he never wanted to experience the sourness of that moment again in his life.

Qin Feihe supported Song Jiabao, "I've already come to the hospital, would you like to take a look?"

"I'm fine. Do you still want to go? If you don't, I'm leaving."

Anyway, it was absolutely impossible for Song Jiabao to see a doctor.

Seeing that Song Jiabao's attitude was too firm, Qin Feihe compromised, "Don't go, let's go up."

Turning right on the second floor is the infirmary where the wound is bandaged and changed. When the two went up, there was no one there. The last person who treated the wound had already walked to the elevator on the other side.

Song Jiabao felt that the figure from the back looked familiar, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Entering the infirmary, the doctor looked at the medicine list a few times and started to treat Qin Feihe's wound. When he cut off the gauze that Song Jiabao had bandaged before leaving the house, even a well-informed doctor was a little stunned, "Why did you get hurt like this?"

"I accidentally burned it during the experiment." Qin Feihe explained.

"I think you have other injuries here, like..." The doctor hesitated a little, and didn't rush to draw conclusions.

Song Jiabao couldn't help but leaned over to take a closer look. When he bandaged Qin Feihe's wound before, he was all focused on the terrible burns, but he forgot the two wounds in the middle that looked like cuts. .

Those two wounds were really deep, the flesh was severely turned out, and the red muscles under the fat tissue could be seen clearly, but it looked a little black under the blood, and the effect was more terrifying and frightening.

With such a wound, he couldn't imagine how Qin Feihe could only grunt after being kicked, and even planned to leave alone without changing his face.

Qin Feihe took the initiative to take the doctor's words: "The glass bottle exploded, and two pieces were stuck."

The doctor raised his eyebrows, glanced at Qin Feihe, and continued with a smile: "It seems that you are lucky, such a deep wound just avoided the aorta, otherwise it would be dangerous."

Qin Feihe glanced at Song Jiabao, and murmured, "I'm very lucky."

Song Jiabao felt that Qin Feihe seemed to be implying that he was lucky to meet him, so he turned his head away, not wanting to look at Qin Feihe.

He boredly looked at the things on the doctor's table, and the figure just now flashed in his mind again, and suddenly, he remembered who that person should be——

Jiang Yuhe.

Why did he come back to the hospital?And it's this kind of hospital.

Song Jiabao had an intuition that something was wrong, so he tentatively asked the doctor, "Doctor, is that person before us surnamed Jiang?"

"Huh? You know each other?"

"I only saw a back just now, and now I suddenly remembered that he is my colleague Jiang Yuhe. What happened to him? Why did he come here to treat the wound? I saw that he was fine when I got off work yesterday. .”

"He, it's unlucky to say." The doctor couldn't help laughing, "When he got off work last night, he met a drunk man. That man probably took him for some food and bit him directly Hey, you didn't see that scene, the bite was so deep that you almost tore off a piece of flesh..."

Bite...Jiang Yuhe was bitten...

Song Jiabao remembered how he ruthlessly bit the body of the follower last night, and his teeth couldn't help but feel a little sour.

He calmed down his emotions and continued to ask, "Which side was he bitten?"

"On the left," the doctor seemed to have discovered something suddenly, pointing to the biggest scald on Qin Feihe's neck, and said, "Here, it's about the same position as this. Speaking of which, you are quite destined..."

Song Jiabao couldn't hear what the doctor said later, his whole body was like being struck by lightning, and his mind was buzzing.

If the height, shape and even the surname are just a coincidence, and knowing what happened to him in high school is also a coincidence, what about the bite marks?Could such a thing be a coincidence?Even the location is exactly the same.

Moreover, being almost bitten off by a drunk man on the road doesn't sound like a real thing, does it?