Straight man training manual

When Wen Hongshan went out to the hospital, Jiang Ping also went with him. After confirming the postoperative conditions of several patients, Wen Hongshan noticed that Jiang Ping was sitting on a chair in the hospital corridor, looking dazed.

"Sleepy? Go to sleep." Wen Hongshan frowned.

"I want to spy on you."

"Then it's impossible to stay awake for 24 hours, right? Your dog is still on a leash, isn't it?" Wen Hongshan pointed to the circle of marks on his neck.

"What kind of dog leash...that's silver..."

"Okay, okay, I understand, Silver Rose. Go to sleep, we have a free bed in the lounge, go lie down for a while, I will call you when I get off work."

"Why are you so self-talking?" Jiang Ping grabbed the corner of his clothes a little unhappily, probably because he was stupefied, and muttered in a low voice: "Send things to my house without authorization, break in My family, let me watch you without authorization. Don't you vampires never consider other people's feelings?"

Wen Hongshan didn't listen carefully, because he was a little moved by Jiang Ping's soft hair, which was exactly the same as in reality, and finally couldn't help but stroke it.

"I'm sorry." Wen Hongshan apologized perfunctorily.

520 sent several contemptuous expressions to Wen Hongshan in disgust.

"I think I was really offended, but I didn't hold back." Wen Hongshan admitted brazenly.

Although he usually respects Jiang Ping as much as possible, he separates the lives of the two of them very much, even to the point where he would ask in advance just to use Jiang Ping's toothpaste.

What Wen Hongshan learned from his family is that everyone has their own lives, but Jiang Ping's relationship is different. For the first time in his office, Jiang Ping directly picked up his cup to drink At that time, Wen Hongshan felt a little strange in his heart for a while, but soon there was a burst of hidden joy, as if he was doing something happy in front of everyone.

Wen Hongshan was in a more relaxed state than in the previous world, perhaps because in this world there was no limitation imposed on him by his original body, and also because he knew that Jiang Ping would not remember anything after he left, so even if he overstepped a little and offended him a little , it shouldn't matter.

"Go to sleep." Wen Hongshan suddenly bent down and hugged Jiang Ping.

"You put me down." Jiang Ping called out in a low voice, staring at him anxiously and angrily.

"Then go to sleep by yourself."

"I'll just go! Put me down!"

Wen Hongshan was barely satisfied.To be honest, I am very satisfied.In reality, he always wanted to chase Jiang Ping, who was desperately working on design drafts, to sleep, but he felt that this was Jiang Ping's life plan, and he didn't seem to interfere.All he can do is to provide Jiang Ping with as much help and support as possible. For example, before Jiang Ping holds an exhibition, he will call several familiar exhibition halls in advance.

The rumor that Wen Hongshan took care of Jiang Ping also came out in this way. Later, Wen Hongshan's help and protection became more secretive, and he would keep a distance from Jiang Ping in the company on weekdays.

Wen Hongshan didn't realize that among all the things he did, the only mistake was that he always speculated about the other party from his own perspective, and never asked Jiang Ping what he really wanted.

For Jiang Ping, the life of monitoring Wen Hongshan was very unpretentious and boring.

Because the life of this vampire is really boring, every day is between the hospital and the home, so Jiang Ping temporarily took him in and gave him a sofa bed.

And extremely law-abiding, apart from not being able to speak, it can be called a good style.

Jiang Ping felt that Wen Hongshan was really not suitable for this kind of doctor who needs to be in contact with patients. He could not understand the fragility of human beings at all.

Wen Hongshan frankly told a sick girl in her twenties that there was a high probability that her facial features would be distorted and she would not be able to return to its original appearance, which caused a burst of hysterical crying.

As an outsider, Jiang Ping did not participate, but when Wen Hongshan came out of the ward, Jiang Ping couldn't help but said, "Why did you insist on telling her?"

"That's the truth. I think she should know so that she can start planning how to spend her future from now on." Wen Hongshan raised his eyelids tiredly. He hadn't eaten for nearly a week. When he was changing the gauze, he felt so hungry that he began to faint.

"She was originally a model, and it was cruel for you to tell her directly."

"So if I tell her in a few days it will change?"

"You should at least comfort her."

"It's not my duty to comfort her."

Jiang Ping quickly pressed Wen Hongshan against the wall when Wen Hongshan was speaking faster, stared into his eyes and asked him: "Have you drank the artificial blood I gave you? Why did you go crazy again?" Premonition."

Jiang Ping almost forcibly pulled him into some of the most corner lounges. He didn't carry artificial blood with him, but Wen Hongshan's crazy speed was a bit fast, and it only took a few minutes from the time he got upset to being pulled in. In time, the eyes had completely turned red.

Jiang Ping was afraid that something would happen to him in the hospital, so he opened a clean blade a little irritably, and was about to slash at his wrist, but Wen Hongshan grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Wen Hongshan obviously couldn't control his own strength, and soon pinched Jiang Ping's wrist red.

"No. I brought artificial blood." Wen Hongshan took out a bag of about 200cc artificial blood from the pocket of his white coat. To be honest, Wen Hongshan was a little reluctant to drink it.

Because he couldn't drink it and it was difficult to absorb it, he didn't know how this vampire survived until now.

Wen Hongshan's swallowing was very difficult, as if he was swallowing a knife. Jiang Ping had seen many vampires with disgusting gluttonous expressions when they drank blood, but this was the first time he saw a vampire drinking blood as if he was about to feed him poison.

To be honest, the taste of artificial blood is many times more disgusting than that of pure blood.If you really want to say it, the smell is like being in a stinky ditch. Wen Hongshan sat on the ground with his mouth covered and his head bowed.

Jiang Ping looked at him condescendingly, feeling for the first time that vampires can be such a weak species.

Wen Hongshan was trying to suppress the feeling of nausea. He hoped that he could eat it. If his hunger could be appeased, he could fulfill his promise to Jiang Ping.

The feeling of being out of control made Wen Hongshan disgusted.Dislike feeling out of control.

"Do you not eat it because you find it unpalatable?" Jiang Ping asked him angrily, kicking him on the back lightly.

"No. I'm just... allergic to blood."

Jiang Ping couldn't help laughing, as if listening to a joke, "What is this? Is the blood race cold and humorous?"

Wen Hongshan didn't explain any more, he himself felt that the reason for blood allergy was nonsense, anyway, it would pass if he endured it, but the feeling of nausea was not suppressed, Jiang Ping checked his eyes and gradually returned to black, He leaned against the door and signaled Wen Hongshan to go back with him.

"I want to go back to where I live today." Wen Hongshan said softly. He has actually checked his address, but he has been lodging at Jiang Ping's place before. His own address is very close to the hospital, a 10-minute walk away. Wen Hongshan didn't want to repeat the tragedy of the car ride last time.

"Okay." Jiang Ping lives alone anyway, so he doesn't mind much.

Wen Hongshan drove the navigation to find his home. When he opened the door, Wen Hongshan felt that the layout of this place had his own style. There were very few things in the room, and there were almost no decorative things. It was Jiang Ping. The most disgusting kind of emotionless.

Only his own bedroom has a little more stuff.

He has a big bed, and there is a wall opposite the bed, with many photos of Jiang Ping pasted on it.

... This makes Wen Hongshan look like a perverted stalker.

But Wen Hongshan didn't have the strength to explain now, he locked himself in the bathroom of the master bedroom, and finally got his wish and vomited a mouthful of old blood that smelled like a stinky sewer.

Once this nauseating vomiting started, it couldn't stop at all. Wen Hongshan couldn't control himself, he almost vomited out mouthful after mouthful, his back heaved violently until his eyes were full of double images.

Only then did Wen Hongshan sit down slowly against the cold wall.

After vomiting, I actually felt much more comfortable, but my stomach was obviously empty, but it hurt like it was filled with stubborn air.The stomach seems to be beating with the pulse.

Wen Hongshan's tinnitus was so severe that he couldn't even hear 520 and Jiang Ping calling him in turn.

Jiang Ping finally broke down the door violently.

The tall man curled up pitifully on the floor of the toilet, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was fighting with.

Jiang Ping felt cold sweat all over his back, and thought a little distractedly, do vampires also break out in cold sweat after pain?

Half dragging and half dragging the man onto the bed, Jiang Ping sighed, let the man lean on him resignedly, put some warm hands against the man's cold and twitching stomach, and rubbed it fiercely.

"You really can't get used to artificial blood? Where did the blood you drank come from?"

"Hospital... blood bank..."

"Oh, then you are really close to the water and the moon."

"Don't rub it...be patient for a while...it'll be fine." Wen Hongshan glanced at the time on the wall, it was getting late, he struggled to get up, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Ping had been dragged by him for a while. Before I had time to eat dinner, I said again: "Go eat something and go to bed."

"It doesn't matter if I skip a meal. If you skip a meal, I'm afraid you can eat people." Jiang Ping pushed the man back on the bed, saw that Wen Hongshan was still stable, and used the blood-drawing needle to draw blood for himself. About 100cc of blood was fed into Wen Hongshan's mouth.

I have to say that Jiang Ping's blood tasted different, sweeter than anyone's blood that Wen Hongshan had smelled, and it calmed down his restless stomach.

"Stop making trouble?" Jiang Ping rolled his eyes angrily.He said in his heart that he should pay back his bag of sugar-fried chestnuts in winter.

"It doesn't matter if you don't need to drink it for me, vampire, you said it's not so easy to die."

"Yes, it's your fault that you look too much like humans. Humans have empathy for human animals, so there are many humans who are deceived by you." Jiang Ping replied calmly.Because the other party is so human-like, it is probably understandable to be soft-hearted when seeing the other party's face turned pale in pain.