Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

The news of Song Xingfei's injury quickly spread throughout the Song family's old house like a magnitude [-] earthquake. Song's mother almost fainted when she heard the news that Song Xingfei was stabbed in the hospital, and Lao Zhou was so frightened that he lost his soul. Mention that Song Xingfei went to the hospital with Jiang Chongyuan.

"What did he go to the hospital for? When did he get sick? Why did you tell me now!"

"I arranged for you to work beside Xing Fei, is this how you take care of him!?"

"Once again, don't blame me for not being sympathetic, and let all of you muddle-headed people get the hell out of here!"

Lao Zhou hung up the phone in trepidation, like a servant sent by the empress of the palace to the prince, struggling between the two sides every day.Companion to a gentleman is like a companion to a tiger, which refers to people like Lao Zhou.

"Doctor Liu."

Jiang Chongyuan walked into Song Xingfei's bedroom, without showing any emotion, he asked, "How is Mr. Song?"

Liu Zhu looked back and saw Jiang Chongyuan and stood up. She slowly took off the mask and said to Jiang Chongyuan: "The temperature still hasn't dropped, it should be caused by the wound, are you a family member? Don't be too nervous, I'll see you in two hours." Then come in and take Mr. Song's temperature."

Jiang Chongyuan nodded. Seeing Liu Zhu going out temporarily, he leaned against the door with his arms around his arms, staring at Song Xingfei's face motionless.

Song Xingfei's skin was already very fair, but at the moment it was still flushed like a gauze, making it look extraordinarily fragile, and even a little sexy.

Jiang Chongyuan looked at it for a while and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard Song Xingfei murmuring indistinctly: "...drink water."

"I want to drink water..." Song Xingfei murmured softly with his eyes closed.

Jiang Chongyuan stopped and turned back. Knowing that Song Xingfei was not used to using a cup, he casually took a bottle of BlingH20 from the cold shelf, and walked to Song Xingfei's bedside while twisting the cap.

"Brother Fei." Jiang Chongyuan put the unscrewed mineral water bottle on the bedside cabinet, helped him up very gently, and handed the water to Song Xingfei's lips.

Song Xingfei's lips turned white, and it took him a long time to say in an imperceptible voice: "No... milk tea, no."

Jiang Chongyuan's eyelids twitched, and he said in a low voice, "What?"

Song Xingfei swallowed, and responded to him in a dazed way: "Milk tea is not acceptable either, it cannot be accepted."

Jiang Chongyuan waited quietly for a while, seeing that Song Xingfei stopped talking, suddenly became interested, and said in a gentle tone: "Oh? You don't like it, why can't you accept it?"

"The hospital...has rules." Song Xingfei seemed to be struggling secretly for two seconds, his expression became a little painful, and he muttered: "You can't accept gifts from patients, Xiao Zhou, don't accept these in the future. Do you understand?"

"Okay, I won't accept it next time. Brother Fei, drink some water first." Although Jiang Chongyuan's tone was calm, his gaze had already turned cold.

"Hmm!" Song Xingfei opened his mouth slightly, his chin was pinched, and he let Jiang Chongyuan hold him in his arms. Transparent drops of water flooded his dry lips and spread down his throat. The dry heat that was about to smoke was extinguished.

Jiang Chongyuan squinted at him, Song Xingfei's expression was very cute, like an obedient puppet at the mercy of others, completely without the coldness and alienation that was not easy to detect when he was awake, even if Jiang Chongyuan's fingers pinched his lower lip fiercely. lips, Song Xingfei would only whimper from his throat, with a dissatisfied expression: "It hurts."

Jiang Chongyuan's gaze gradually became hotter, and the temperature became scorching hot for a while. He looked at the corners of Song Xingfei's charming eyes, and sighed softly: "Brother Fei, you are so beautiful..."

If it weren't for the fact that there are still a group of people in the way outside, Jiang Chongyuan is not sure what he will do to Song Xingfei now.

He rubbed and stroked Song Xingfei's moist lips with his fingers, took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm down the hotness under his lower abdomen.

I have to admit that Song Xingfei can not only affect his mood at any time, but even arouse his hidden desires hidden in the depths. On the other hand, Song Xingfei's attitude towards him is vague and intriguing.

Not long after, Jiang Chongyuan thought of Song Xingfei's delirious but worth pondering nonsense, bowed his head and sent a text message to Lu Yuming.

Half a minute later, Lu Yuming replied: "Master, as far as I know, Song Xingfei has no medical experience, and rarely gets sick. He has a bad temper, and even if he is sick, he will not go to the hospital. The family usually follow him and call the private doctor." The doctor came home for treatment. Could it be that you misunderstood?"

Jiang Chongyuan replied blankly: "Continue to investigate."

Although Lu Yuming felt helpless, he still replied respectfully: "Yes, I will send you news immediately."

At the same time, the phone next to Song Xingfei's pillow suddenly lit up, and Jiang Chongyuan glanced at it and saw that the note on the call reminder turned out to be "Gu Shengchi".

Jiang Chongyuan was silent for two seconds, and then pressed the answer button with interest, but he didn't speak.

Gu Shengchi's voice came from the receiver: "I am willing to cooperate with you about what you said last time."

After the air froze for a few seconds, Gu Shengchi looked impatient and said, "Are you listening?"

In the last life, at this time point, Jiang Chongyuan and Gu Shengchi had not met formally. Thinking of all the entanglements in the past, Jiang Chongyuan only felt bored and completely lost interest in Gu Shengchi. On the contrary, it was the person in front of him that aroused Jiang Chongyuan's strong interest .

Gu Shengchi was silent for a moment and said: "I still have one question that I haven't figured out. What is your relationship with Jiang Chongyuan? Why do you want to help him? If you find it inconvenient to talk on the phone, we can make an appointment."

Jiang Chongyuan frowned, staring at the words "Gu Shengchi" on the phone screen and fell silent. After a few seconds, he pressed the hang up button expressionlessly.

He knew about the meeting between Gu Shengchi and Song Xingfei for a long time, but the content of their conversation was beyond Jiang Chongyuan's expectation. The topic centered around him! ?

Why did Song Xingfei help herself?

"Song Xingfei." Jiang Chongyuan's eyes lingered on Song Xingfei's face for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I really... can't see you through more and more."

When Song Xingfei opened his eyes, what he saw was a ceiling made of emerald diamond panels. The curtains were gently blown by the breeze, casting a warm light and shadow.

He raised his hand in a daze, and found that the blood-stained gauze had been replaced yesterday, and he didn't know who had re-treated the wound for him.Song Xingfei turned his head and saw a furry black creature lying beside his left hand.

Jiang Chongyuan actually stayed by his side all night. Song Xingfei looked at him in disbelief for a long while, and slowly approached Jiang Chongyuan's messy short hair with his fingertips. Probably because he sensed something unusual, Jiang Chongyuan raised his head slowly and rubbed his sleepy eyes. , the moment he saw Song Xingfei, Jiang Chongyuan had a faint smile on his face, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes: "Brother Fei, how do you feel?"

Song Xingfei was stunned for two seconds, looked at the bruises under Jiang Chongyuan's eyes, and said guiltily: "I'm fine, I'm sorry to make you... you guys worry."

The pause that was intended to be concealed was indeed intriguing, and the corners of Jiang Zhongyuan's mouth rose slightly: "Brother Fei, do you still remember what you said last night?"

Like a bolt from the blue, the refreshing effect was immediate, Song Xingfei's eyes widened in bewilderment: "Did I say something last night?"

Jiang Chongyuan stared into Song Xingfei's eyes thoughtfully, slightly disappointed: "Brother Fei, you don't remember what you said at all? Then you don't remember anything you did last night?"

"..."

Before Jiang Chongyuan finished speaking, Song Xingfei sat up straight, thinking that he should say something at this time, but facing Jiang Chongyuan's vaguely expectant eyes, Song Xingfei was at a loss for words for a while, and countless words flashed in his mind. Ridiculous idea.

Is it really what he thinks... Song Xingfei's mood is up and down, he has only heard of people who are not good at drinking, but never heard of people who are sick and not good at drinking, if he really treats him when he is unconscious Jiang Chongyuan played a hooligan, then he will be forever nailed to the shame of a scumbag! ?

Song Xingfei pretended to be calm but still couldn't hide his nervousness, he muttered for a while: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Chongyuan raised his star-like eyes, forced an innocent smile, and directly pulled Song Xingfei's guilt value to Max: "It's okay, I was actually joking, since Brother Fei forgot, just treat it as an auditory hallucination." .”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chongyuan made a gesture to get up, Song Xingfei frowned and held him back, "Chongyuan, listen to me..."

"elder brother!"

The door was knocked a few times, and the anxiety of the person could be heard from the voice: "Brother, when I came back early this morning, I heard that housekeeper Zhou said that you were sick. Are you okay? Can I come in and see you?" ?”

Listening to the voice outside the door, Jiang Chongyuan glanced at the door expressionlessly, Song Xingfei was also taken aback, the words stuck in his throat, and he had to let go of Jiang Chongyuan's arm.

Jiang Chongyuan looked down at Song Xingfei, his eyes were still gentle and flawless: "Brother Fei, take a good rest." After speaking, Jiang Chongyuan suddenly changed into a cold expression, and walked towards the door at a leisurely pace.

The moment the bedroom door opened, when Su Yunshi saw that the person walking out was Jiang Chongyuan, he blurted out without thinking: "Why are you here!?"

A sneer flashed in Jiang Chongyuan's eyes, he didn't answer, and after looking at Su Yunshi for two seconds, he left without looking back.

It took Su Yunshi a while to react from the shock of Jiang Chongyuan's stay in Song Xingfei's room. He raised his head and saw Song Xingfei lying on the bed with a pale face and gauze wrapped around his palms.

Su Yunshi was stunned for a long time, unbelievable, he had never seen Song Xingfei take off that noble cloak to reveal his mortal body.It seems that in his understanding of Song Xingfei, Song Xingfei is a favored product of the gods, and he will not even be born, grow old, get sick and die.

"What are you looking at?" Song Xingfei was still a little weak, but was confused by Su Yunshi's sluggish expression.

For a moment, Su Yunshi's brain made up a very tragic picture: the brother who was dying of illness was lying on the hospital bed dying, obviously he was dying, but he still held his last breath and refused to let go, just because he was afraid of his family Feel sorry for yourself.

In fact, it can't be blamed on Su Yunshi's rich imagination, it's really because Song Xingfei's impression is perfect and almost impeccable, but now it's like falling into the altar, which arouses people's imagination.

"Your expression makes me think that the doctor has given me a critical illness notice. Are you hiding something from me?" Song Xingfei was so angry that he wanted to laugh, and he teased helplessly.

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