The sick and the sick are reborn

Brother Qin

can you give me some medicine

Yuan An looked at Lu Suichu, wondering why he suddenly asked this question at this moment.

Song Chucheng, who was stroking the dog, didn't raise his eyes, and said with a smile: "What does it have to do with you? Yuan An has to report to you if he makes friends?"

What he said was not polite at all, so Lu Suichu froze in place, looking a little at a loss.

Chu Bohan stepped forward with a frown, wanting to accuse Song Chucheng of being rude.Seeing this, Lu Suichu hastily tugged on his sleeve, and shook his head slightly at him.

Then, he turned to Yuan An, with an apologetic smile on his face, and said, "An An, I'm just worried about you."

Song Chucheng sneered when he heard the words.

He has seen this kind of green tea a lot, and he will never speak clearly, and different people can understand thousands of layers of meaning.

He looked at Lu Suichu with disdain, and was about to say something when Yuan Anwen smiled softly and said:

"I understand, but I'm already 22, brother don't have to worry about me anymore."

It's like a caring younger brother who comforts his elder brother's emotions.

Song Chucheng was taken aback.He originally thought that Yuan An's character was weak and docile, and that he might have nothing to do with this kind of green tea, but he didn't expect...

At this time, Yuan An was as gentle as when he was in front of them, but Song Chucheng knew that there was still a big difference.

In front of these people, Yuan An's gentleness is only on the surface, but it is just right, and it will not make people feel hypocritical.

Looking at it this way, excluding the relationship between twins, then Lu Suichu and Yuan An do have many similarities, such as this gentle temperament.

Song Chucheng withdrew his thoughts, with a smile on his face, and said: "So you are Yuan An's elder brother, don't worry, Yuan An is now under the protection of my elder brother. If nothing else, at least life will not be worse than before. "

He could see it in his eyes. Since Yuan An's operation, no relatives and friends have taken care of him. One can imagine how dereliction of duty these so-called family members are, and how miserable Yuan An's life was before.

Lu Suichu and Chu Bohan could fully hear the irony implied in Song Chucheng's words, and they were both taken aback.

However, other people didn't understand, so as soon as Song Chucheng's words fell, a rich second generation immediately greeted him: "Song Shao is modest, and the Qin family is no worse than the Lu family. With Mr. Qin taking care of him, this young master will only get better and better. The better, don't worry, Young Master Lu."

Afterwards, a few rich second generations also agreed one after another. It's not that Song Chucheng couldn't see their thoughts, but he was happy to give this opportunity.

Afterwards, the more courageous people stepped forward and asked for Song Chucheng's contact information.

The group of people didn't even notice that Lu Suichu's complexion was getting worse and worse, his eyes were like poisoned knives, he didn't have the gentle and weak look just now.

Lu Suichu clenched his fists tightly, and managed to raise a forced smile at the corner of his mouth. A sentence almost came out of his throat: "Oh, is that so?"

Lu Suichu's eyes towards him gradually became vicious, and Yuan An naturally noticed it.

Although he didn't know why Lu Suichu suddenly stopped pretending, Yuan An still felt that the real Lu Suichu made him more used to it.

After all, the scene before his death in the previous life is still vivid, and God knows how uncomfortable he is to see the hypocritical Lu Suichu again in this life.

"Yes," Yuan An looked at Lu Suichu calmly, and smiled faintly, "Don't worry."

This sounds like far more than the superficial meaning.

However, Lu Suichu found that he could no longer see through Yuan An, nor could he understand the meaning of this ordinary sentence.He could no longer maintain the gentleness on the surface, his chest heaved a few times, and he turned his head and left with a pale face.

Chu Bohan subconsciously glanced at Yuan An who was smiling lightly, hesitated for a while for some reason, and then quickly followed up because he was worried about Lu Suichu.

After Song Chucheng finished adding the contact information of a group of rich second generations, he and Yuan An left the lake and took Beka back to the villa.

On the way, Song Chucheng thought of Zhao Yu who was hiding behind the crowd with an ugly face when those rich second generations came to add his contact information just now, and laughed and said, "I found that stinky nose is crooked, who beat him? I want to be careful." Give him a thank you."

Yuan An glanced at Song Chucheng, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "You don't have to thank me."

"Huh? Why?"

Song Chucheng was subconsciously puzzled, and it took a while to react, his eyes widened and he said in surprise: "You beat me up?!"

Yuan An embarrassedly nodded.

Song Chucheng applauded sincerely, "I don't see that you still have this skill. If you can beat people's noses, then you are quite strong!"

"I didn't think too much about it at the time." I just wanted to protect myself.

He could barely dodge Zhao Yu's punch, but Zhao Yu might become even more annoyed afterward.So he directly used the greatest strength in his life to smash Zhao Yu's most fragile nasal bone, making Zhao Yu let go of the pain.

——When you are attacked, hit the most vulnerable place of the person to buy time for yourself.

This is what the stars taught him when he was in high school.

Along the way, Song Chucheng kept admiring Yuan An's ability to smash Zhao Yu's nose.

After returning to the villa, in order not to worry Aunt Su, neither of them mentioned this matter again.

After dinner, Qin Siming and Song Chucheng went to the study to discuss matters, and Yuan An helped Aunt Su wash the dishes before returning to the small villa next door.

He watched the plots of some classic games on the Internet, and then pondered the basic settings of Qin Siming's game project, and before he knew it, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

A phone ringing woke him up from his thoughts.

Yuan An picked up the phone and took a look, only to find that it was Qin Sixing's call.

For some reason, Yuan An found his heart beating a little faster when he saw this incoming call.

"An An, are you asleep?" Qin Siming's gentle voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Not yet, what's the matter?" He raised his hand and touched his hot face.

"I'll bring you the medicine, I'm already at the door."

Yuan An's hands stopped, and he quickly stood up from the chair, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll come down right away."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, ran downstairs like a gust of wind and opened the door.

Qin Siming had the key to the courtyard gate of this villa, but he still waited outside the fence gate with the medicine box.

Yuan An opened the door and came out, the warm light in the living room shone into the yard, dispelling the slight chill of the spring night.

Qin Siming's heart was also warm, and seeing Yuan An running towards him in a soft sweater, he suddenly felt as if his heart was being gently rubbed by a ball of wool.

So itchy.

"What medicine?" Yuan An ran up to Qin Sixing and raised his head to ask.

"I have both, I think you might need them." Qin Sixing smiled and raised the medicine box in his hand, "During dinner, I found that your left hand doesn't seem to be very useful, is it Did you get hurt when you got into a fight with someone today?"

Yuan An was slightly startled, "You know, it's nothing serious."

Qin Siming touched his hair through the half-person high fence door, and said, "There's safflower oil and plaster in the medicine box, see if you can use it."

Yuan An nodded, and took the medicine box.

The two didn't speak for a while, but they didn't leave, they just stood across the fence door.

After a long time, Qin Sixing cleared his throat and broke the silence, "Then, good night?"

Yuan An came back to his senses and nodded to help, "Night, good night."

Qin Sixing smiled, turned and left.

His shadow slowly disappeared from outside the fence door, Yuan An felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

With trembling hands, he slammed open the fence door, walked out of the yard and stood under the streetlight outside, and stopped Qin Sixing who hadn't reached the gate of the nearby villa.

"Qin Brother Qin! Can you, can you... rub the medicine for me!"

Qin Sixing paused, turned his head, and saw Yuan An blushing, pointing to his left shoulder and saying unnaturally:

"Here... seems to be a little dislocated. I can't touch it, can you... help me?"

In a word, speak hesitantly.

Qin Sixing smiled softly, and walked towards him instead.

"of course can."

The author says:

They are all called Brother Qin, is it still far away to be called Brother Qing?

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!Bobo!