Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

Duan Xingyu was bending over with his big dick sticking out.

He Yanshu: “…”

For a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Duan Xingyu saw that He Yanshu hadn't made any move for a long time, so he tilted his head and asked, "I gave you a chance, why didn't you stab him? I tell you, most people wouldn't be treated this way."

He Yanshu asked: "When you were born, did your brain fall into your stomach?"

Duan Xingyu stood up straight and asked, "Are you scolding me?"

He Yanshu smiled faintly on his evil and arrogant face and said, "Can you still tell that I'm scolding you?"

Duan Xingyu stood up straight and said, "What are you talking about? I'm not stupid. Do you think I would let anyone stab me? That's just..."

Duan Xingyu glanced at He Yanshu's waist and said with apology in his eyes: "You were hurt because of me, I feel guilty towards you."

He Yanshu paused with the knife in his hand, raised his eyes to look at him, then said with a smile: "If you feel guilty, just let me stab you twice. Have you ever thought that after I stab you twice, you may not be able to work for the next half month to a month. A popular artist like you should have a very busy schedule every day."

Duan Xingyu said: "There is nothing we can do about it. I can ask my agent to negotiate the working hours. If that doesn't work, I can only pay the penalty."

He Yanshu recalled many times before, whether it was a birthday or an anniversary, he could never wait for that person to show up.

His eyes were somewhat dejected, and then he quickly said, "Okay, then stick your butt out."

Now it was Duan Xingyu's turn to panic. He asked, "Are you really going to stab me?"

He Yanshu said: "You were quite brave just now."

"I thought you would be kind enough to let me go."

"Nice butt."

Duan Xingyu closed his eyes, looking ready to die, and turned his back with his butt raised.

He Yanshu held the knife and looked at the person whose whole body was tense, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Then I'll stab it?" He Yanshu asked.

"Hey, hurry up and stop talking nonsense." Duan Xingyu urged, but his body was shaking even more violently.

He Yanshu slowly approached with a knife. As the tip of the knife got closer, Duan Xingyu's nervousness reached a climax.

Finally, he felt his butt being poked. He Yanshu poked Duan Xingyu's butt twice.

Duan Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "Hmm? It doesn't hurt."

When I turned around, I saw He Yanshu putting the scabbard of the knife back on.

He Yanshu threw the knife back to Duan Xingyu and said, "I'm not as idle as you. I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

Duan Xingyu asked: "You really won't take revenge on me?"

He Yanshu glanced at him and said, "If I really hit you twice, it will become a crime of intentional injury later."

Duan Xingyu put away the knife, tucked it behind his pants, and said, "You didn't want it, it's not that I won't give it to you. Don't be angry anymore."

He Yanshu said speechlessly: "I don't want to be angry with you, just go back to your own ward."

After this ordeal, He Yanshu’s original depression was relieved a lot and his mood improved a lot.

At this time, He Yanshu's stomach growled.

The gurgling sound was particularly clear in the ward.

Duan Xingyu was a little confused: "Didn't you have dinner?"

Originally, Duan Xingyu wanted to ask, Su Huachen spent the entire afternoon with him, didn’t she prepare any food for him?

When I was about to say it, I felt that this sentence didn't seem right, so I changed it to this sentence.

He Yanshu touched his nose and said, "I forgot."

Duan Xingyu smiled and touched his belly, smiling heartlessly, and said, "It just so happens that I haven't had dinner yet, will you eat something with me?"

Without giving He Yanshu a chance to refute, Duan Xingyu took out his phone and started to prepare takeout, asking: "What do you want to eat? I'll order it for you."

He Yanshu said: "I don't eat takeout."

After saying that, he looked at Duan Xingyu.

Duan Xingyu looked at the other person and asked, "You don't want me to buy you food, do you?"

He Yanshu sighed and said, "If you don't want to, forget it. If it weren't for the pain in my back, I would definitely go by myself."

Duan Xingyu said: "Okay, I'll buy it for you. Is there anything you want to eat?"

He Yanshu said, "It's up to you. I'm not picky about food. But I usually prefer the bird's nest porridge from Fuheduo. It's delicious."

Duan Xingyu: “…”

Fuheduo is 5 kilometers away from here, but this is not a big problem, mainly because the business of that store is very good.

Good business means a lot of people.

He Yanshu slightly tilted his body and said weakly, "Ouch, my waist hurts."

Duan Xingyu murmured, "I didn't say I wouldn't go, so stop yelling."

"The soup dumplings at Fuheduo are also good, the beef offal soup is also delicious, and the golden cake they make themselves tastes very special."

"If you want to eat anything, you can send it to me on WeChat. I can't remember so much."

"Then why don't you go."

"..."

Duan Xingyu borrowed a mask from the nurse, changed his clothes, and took a taxi out of the back door of the hospital.

Inside the ward, He Yanshu was editing some text and sending it to Duan Xingyu.

The nurse knocked on the door, then came in with a dining cart and said, "Bed 802, dinner is served to you."

He Yanshu said, "No need, someone will bring me food later."

The nurse was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything. She just reminded him, "Okay, but you have to eat a light diet."

The nurse pushed the meal cart away, muttering to herself: There are obviously people taking care of them, so why are they ordering meals from the hospital?

Some patients in some wards have no one to take care of them, so the hospital provides meals for them.

The meals in the hospital only focus on nutrition, not taste, so most patients would rather order takeout than eat this.

He Yanshu crossed his legs and waited for dinner in a good mood, during which he played a few games.

Until he felt an uncomfortable and familiar itch on his body, He Yanshu scratched his arm and lifted his sleeve to check.

When he saw the large area of ​​redness and swelling, his brows furrowed slightly and his face turned slightly pale.

He Yanshu looked at the coat hanging on the side, stood up staggeringly, and his body began to tremble constantly. He could feel his body temperature dropping continuously.

He forced himself to stand up and took out a small medicine box from his pocket.

My hands were no longer under my control and my breathing became rapid.

Opening the lid of the medicine box is usually a very simple action, but at this moment He Yanshu found it extremely difficult and he had no strength to do it.

I finally opened the bottle cap using all my strength, but my trembling hands were unable to clench it.

The medicine bottle fell from his hand and the medicine inside scattered everywhere.

He Yanshu's eyes rolled back, and he fell backwards, falling into a coma.

Before he passed out, he seemed to see a figure rushing towards him.