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

In the safe passage of the hospital.

He Yanshu walked in front with a sullen face, while Ling Quan walked behind without saying a word.

When he reached a corner, He Yanshu stopped.

He turned around and suddenly punched Ling Quan hard in the face.

Ling Quan staggered two steps and bumped into the railing next to him. His face was pale, as if he was enduring something.

He Yanshu stepped forward, grabbed Ling Quan by the collar, and said in a voice like a sharp arrow wrapped in frost: "I told you to protect him, but in just two days, he's lying in the hospital?"

Ling Quan did not make any excuses, but just lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry, sir, I disappoint you."

"I'm sorry, you say sorry to me?" He Yanshu's face was dark, his hands were clenched tightly into fists on his angular face, and he let out a low and angry roar from between his teeth, and shouted in a low voice: "What's the use of asking for your apology? What I want is..."

Halfway through his words, He Yanshu saw that the white shirt Ling Quan was wearing was stained red. His nose was filled with the smell of blood. He asked with a little surprise, "Are you injured?"

Ling Quan replied: “No.”

He Yanshu reached out and pushed open his suit jacket, revealing a large patch of red blood inside, extending from the white shirt at the shoulder to the chest.

He Yanshu was puzzled: "Who hurt you?"

Ling Quan stretched out a hand and tried to pull his suit jacket up a little to cover the large amount of blood, and said, "I hurt myself accidentally."

"Do you think I would believe this?"

He Yanshu looked up at him and found that Ling Quan's face was pale and cold sweat was on his forehead.

I was so angry just now that I didn't even notice that Ling Quan's body temperature was a little low, obviously he was suffering from hypothermia.

*

Inside the hospital ward.

Ling Quan took off his shirt and laid it aside. Under his bronze skin, his chest muscles were firm and full, but the scars all over were shocking to look at.

Especially the knife wound on the shoulder, which was still bleeding.

The wound was deep to begin with, and because it was not treated properly, coupled with the hot weather, it became festered.

While the doctor was giving Ling Quan emergency treatment, he said angrily, "What's wrong with you? You didn't treat the wound properly even though it's so serious. Do you really want to die?"

He Yanshu looked at the wound, frowned slightly, and asked, "Doctor, how is he injured?"

The doctor said unhappily, "How badly is the injury? Can't you see it?"

Ling Quan, who was receiving medicine, was immediately displeased when he heard the doctor's accusation against He Yanshu: "This is my own problem, don't blame me."

"I don't care about you, Mr. or Mr., just shut up and save some energy." The doctor cleaned Ling Quan's wound and said, "I need to give you anesthesia and then sew you up."

Ling Quan shook his head and said, "I don't want anesthesia."

The doctor said with a straight face, "This is a hospital, I'm a doctor, should I listen to you or me?"

Ling Quan wanted to say something, but He Yanshu said, "Ling Quan, listen to the doctor."

Ling Quan glanced at him, then said, "Okay."

Ling Quan's wound became inflamed. After the doctor gave him a local anesthetic, he also had to clean out the festering and rotten flesh on the wound.

?

After cleaning the wound, the doctor gave Ling Quan more than twenty stitches to heal his wound.

"Don't let the wound come into contact with water during this period, don't do exercise or running, and avoid spicy food. And most importantly, don't wear that suit anymore. It's too stuffy and not suitable for healing the wound. Just wear loose clothes normally."

The doctor talked on for a long time before leaving.

He Yanshu stood aside, one hand in his pocket, looking down at Ling Quan and asked, "Tell me, who hurt you?"

"I really hurt myself accidentally."

"It's Huachen, right?"

He Yanshu spoke with some difficulty. When he saw that Ling Quan did not refute, he closed his eyes and said, "I should have guessed it earlier."

Ling Quan's skills are not top-notch, but they are excellent. He is also knowledgeable in pharmacology. Otherwise, He Yanshu would not have safely entrusted Su Huachen to him for protection before leaving.

The only person who could hurt him so badly and make him unwilling to reveal his name could probably be Su Huachen, who is related to him.

He Yanshu himself knew it clearly, but he subconsciously didn't want to guess in that direction.

He Yanshu sighed slightly, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, he said, "You should have a good rest first. I will send someone else to Huachen's place."

Ling Quan looked a little anxious when he heard this, and he stood up and asked, "Sir, don't you want me anymore?"

He Yanshu said: "No, it's just that you are seriously injured and need to recover."

Ling Quan shook his head and said, "I'm fine. My injury is nothing serious... uh..."

The movement was so large that it pulled the wound that had just been sewn up, causing Quan's face to turn pale and his brows to frown.

Seeing this, He Yanshu went forward to support him and said, "Stop talking and lie down on the bed to rest."

Ling Quan looked at the other party and said, "Sir, I..."

He Yanshu said, "I didn't abandon you, it's just that Huachen has a special personality. You have offended him. If you stay by his side in the future, such injuries may happen frequently."

After a pause, He Yanshu said again: "I don't want you to get hurt again."

Ling Quan lowered his head and replied, "Yeah."

He Yanshu said: "After you recover from your injury, come back to protect me."

When Ling Quan heard this, he looked a little happy and said, "Well, I will recover from my injuries as soon as possible."

He Yanshu said: "Then you should take good care of your injuries. I'm leaving first."

When he reached the door, He Yanshu stopped again. He stood there for a while, then said, "Ling Quan, don't hate Hua Chen. He is sick."

Ling Quan was stunned for a moment, then said with a firm look in his eyes: "He is sir's friend, so no matter what he does to me, I will never bear a grudge against him."

Unless he hurts you.

After leaving Ling Quan's ward, He Yanshu went to Su Huachen's ward again.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital irritated He Yanshu and made him feel a little irritated.

He just told Ling Quan that Su Huachen was sick, but in fact, there were more than just Huachen who were sick.

When he reached the door of the ward, He Yanshu stretched out his hand to push it open, and just in time saw Su Huachen who had just woken up.

When the other party saw He Yanshu, he didn't seem surprised at all, and said in a weak voice, "Why are you here?"

He Yanshu said with distressed eyes: "How can I feel at ease when you are injured and hospitalized?"

Su Huachen wanted to prop himself up and sit up, and He Yanshu came forward to support him and helped him adjust the pillow for leaning on.

Su Huachen stretched out his arm and looked at it. His arm, which should have been fair, was covered with many scars, like winding earthworms.

In addition to those scars, there are now a lot of densely packed small red dots, all left after dealing with ticks.