Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Lin Shuyang sighed softly: "It's still cold now, and you just came out of the bathroom like this. What should you do if you get sick?

He still had the same face and his voice was as gentle as ever, but it gave Rong Xianyi a strange feeling for no reason.

But when his eyes touched the black jade ring hanging under Lin Shuyang's neck, he slightly let go of the strange feeling in his heart.

Rong Xianyi pulled up the blanket and walked to the closet, "Aren't you a doctor? Ask yourself what to do."

Lin Shuyang turned around and followed Rong Xianyi's walking route with his eyes. He chuckled and said, "It's easy to treat a disease, but if the other person was you, I would feel bad."

Rong Xianyi frowned lightly, and just when he was about to speak, he heard Lin Shuyang say again: "Mrs. Rong will also feel distressed, ah, Uncle Du, Chang Yu, Goudan, everyone around you will also feel distressed."

After putting on the sweater, Rong Xianyi's brows gradually widened following Lin Shuyang's words.

"When did you come back?"

Lin Shuyang walked over and smiled sincerely: "I will come to you as soon as I come back. Are you impressed?"

Rong Xianyi's face turned cold: "I met Chen Ziqian during the day. He said that you had visited him two days ago and had just come back?" He sneered, "When did you stop trying to lie to others?"

Lin Shuyang nodded his head with his finger, "Ah, I almost forgot. I'm so sorry."

Although he said this, his expression was not apologetic at all.

Rong Xianyi came over and said, "Don't you hate Chen Ziqian deeply? Why did you go to find him as soon as you came back?"

"I can understand that you are angry that I didn't come to you as soon as possible after I came back?"

"No," Rong Xianyi stopped one step away from Lin Shuyang, looking at him calmly with a pair of ink eyes, "You have got it, Mo Yuhuan. You are free to go where you want. I have no ability here. Tie your things down."

"How could it be? You are the one who can tie...what are you going to do?" Lin Shuyang was talking when he saw Rong Xianyi stretched out his hand and pulled out the shirt he had stuffed in his trousers.

Subconsciously, he grasped the iron-strong wrist.

Rong Xianyi, whose wrist was held, only paused for a moment before continuing to lift his clothes up, as if Lin Shuyang's strength was insignificant to him, and only the determination and stubbornness were hidden in his eyes.

While lifting up his clothes, he explained: "See if the injuries on your body are all healed."

The strength in Lin Shuyang's hand gradually relaxed, and he allowed Rong Xianyi to lift off his clothes, unable to suppress a smile on his lips.

On the pale skin, except for the scars left by the gunshot wound on the abdomen, the rest of the skin was as smooth as ever, just like the scars on the cheeks, which had long since disappeared.

Rong Xianyi took a closer look at the scars on his body and finally concluded, "It looks like he is recovering well."

After saying that, he let go of his hand and turned around and walked towards the bed, "Chen Ziqian said you were not in the Chen Mansion. Where have you been in the past two days?"

"He lied to you. I was always in the Chen Mansion."

Hearing this, Rong Xianyi stopped and turned to look at Lin Shuyang, his sharp eyes falling on his shoes.

"It has not rained in Shanghai for many days. If you have been in Chen Mansion, where did the mud on your shoes come from?"

Lin Shuyang looked down at his shoes, with a helpless look in his eyes, "Hey, I didn't want to say it at first, but it seems I can't hide anything from you."

Rong Xianyi pursed his lips and stared at Lin Shuyang, waiting for his next words.

Lin Shuyang sat on the sofa, took off his shoes, and then lay down. The familiar feeling made him smile with satisfaction, "Actually, it's nothing. I went to Fuyun Temple with Kong Xuan these two days."

"What are you doing at Fuyun Temple?"

"I originally wanted to go there to look for something, but unfortunately I found nothing. Oh no, it can't be said that I found nothing. On the way back with Kong Xuan, the seal on his waist suddenly reacted, and he did another flying trapeze, squeak He screamed and didn't know where he was flying.

It is estimated that the thing attached to Chen Zhihong will start making trouble again. "

After hearing this, Rong Xianyi looked a little solemn, "If the devil comes back from his injuries, you and me will be the first ones it has to deal with."

Lin Shuyang sat up from the sofa, put his hands on the back of the chair, and rested his chin on the back of his hands. His pair of peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, and a bright light flashed through them: "So, I came to you as soon as possible, Ayi. You have to protect me well."

The sound of "Ah Yi" made Rong Xianyi take a breath of cold air. He suppressed the inexplicable throbbing in his heart and deliberately sarcastically said: "What? Don't you call me Mr. Rong?"

The smile on Lin Shuyang's face did not diminish: "Of course you still have to shout outside, but there are only two of us here. I, Mrs. Suirong, will call you Ayi. You won't mind, right?"

"It's up to you." Rong Xianyi took off his shoes, then casually pulled open the bath towel around his waist and folded it aside.

Lin Shuyang blinked and looked at the man in boxers not far away, with a slightly disappointed look in his eyes.

"There is a new quilt on the wardrobe, remember to turn off the light." After saying that, Rong Xianyi opened the quilt and wrapped himself in it.

New quilt?

When he was looking through the clothes in the cabinet before, he never saw a quilt.

Lin Shuyang lowered his eyes, and the light in his eyes lit up again, "Okay!"

Compared with the blanket, the new quilt was indeed warmer. Lin Shuyang couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth when he smelled the dry cotton smell in the quilt.

Ah Yi, Ah Yi, now Mo Yuhuan has returned to me, but you still leave me in the room overnight. Does this mean that you are used to my existence?

After turning off the lights, the room was dark. Rong Xianyi opened his eyes and glanced at the sofa. The darkness in his eyes almost blended with the night.

Mo Yuhuan has obviously been given to him, so why...

……

In the early morning, Lin Shuyang went downstairs, and Du Qing, who had just walked out of the kitchen, saw him with a surprised look on his face.

He pursed his lips and smiled: "Uncle Du, good morning!"

"Mr. Lin! When did you return to Shanghai? Have all the things at home been settled?"

Regarding family matters, it seems that Ayi's explanation to everyone is that he went back to Shu to handle family matters.

Lin Shuyang: "It's all taken care of. I came back late last night, so I didn't have the nerve to disturb everyone, but Young Master Rong knows that."

"Just take care of it," Du Qing walked closer, looked at his face carefully with his eyes open, and joked with a smile: "Fortunately, you don't have scars on your face, otherwise I don't know how many girls would be sad. !”

"Uncle Du, is Mrs. Rong up? I want to visit her."

"It will probably take a while, Madam. Recently, Madam likes to play mahjong. She stayed up all night last night and will sleep soundly now!"

Play majiang?

Lin Shuyang nodded, "Don't worry, I'll visit her when she wakes up."

At this time, Rong Xianyi's voice came from the stairs, "You, come out with me."