Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

He turned on the light directly, then turned around, held Su Qinghou's wrist, smashed it forcefully, and grabbed the gun: "Do you feel weak?"

Su Qinghou stood unsteady and staggered.

"It's right to be weak." Jiang Zhi kicked over, leaned over, and pressed one knee on his shoulder, "You have to come and provoke me, this is the consequence."

The gun turned and pointed at Su Qinghou.

Su Qinghou is still wearing a bathrobe, the belt around his waist is loose, and the placket is half open, looming: "You are still taking medicine, does Zhou Xufang know you are such a villain?"

Jiang Zhi's feet pressed hard, pressing his shoulders, pressing him on the ground, and poking his chest with the muzzle: "It sounds like you are a gentleman."

Su Qinghou couldn't lift the energy all over, so he stopped struggling, lying down and watching Jiang Zhi: "Have you killed anyone?"

Jiang Zhi said, "No."

"Do you dare to kill?"

Jiang Zhi asked back: "Dare you try it?"

Su Qinghou put his hands on the ground, his eyes provocative, with the gun on his chest, and he approached him.

Jiang Zhi leaned over, stretched out his hand, and pushed him back: "Why don't you ask what the name of this hotel is, Su Qinghou, in the future, don't settle down casually when you come to the emperor. Pullman is your place, but here is me. The land of the Lu Family."

He put away the gun, got up, took a chair, and smashed it down.

Pullman.

"Doctor."

The blond man opened the door and came in: "Doctor."

Xiao Yi didn't look up, stood in front of the experiment platform, put a few drops of reagent into the flask, and shook the bottle: "Is there news from the emperor?"

The man nodded, and replied, "Master Xiao Zhi and Jiang Zhi are up."

When two tigers fight, there must be one injury.

Xiao Yi smiled and put the flask down: "Go get ready and go back to the imperial capital tonight."

"Yes."

After the man went out, Xiao Yi took off his gloves, walked to the desk, and moved the picture frame on it. Afterwards, the cabinet behind the test bench was moved away, revealing another door.

He opened the door and walked down the stairs.

Underneath is a laboratory, with only a few experimental equipment, and a hospital bed. On the bed lies a person, like a haggard, with his feet tied with iron chains.

"Yunsheng."

Xiao Yi walked over and called out: "Yun Sheng."

The person on the hospital bed moved, the iron chain under his feet rubbed a sound, he opened his eyes, his eyes dull.

Xiao Yi walked to the side, took the needle and the blood collection tube, and said, "It will be over soon."

Eleven years, he waited for eleven years.

Imperial Capital, one o'clock in the morning.

"Woke up?"

Su Qinghou opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhi's face, close at hand.

He moved his hands and feet and found that he was trapped in a bed with his hands and feet handcuffed. He could not move anywhere except his head: "Get so close," he turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhi, "Why, I fell in love with me. ?"

Jiang Zhi was sitting on the left side of the bed. He took the medical tray from the cabinet next to him, put on his gloves, took the scissors in one hand and the tweezers in the other.

"Don't move." He slapped the scissors on Su Qinghou's face, pressed his face to make him turn, "Otherwise, cut your ears."

Su Qinghou wears a pure black stud on her right ear, and there is a miniature tracker in the stud.

Jiang Zhi compared it with scissors, and seemed to be looking for where to start.

Su Qinghou shook his head aside: "You can't **** use your hands?"

"No."

Too dirty.

Jiang Zhi clamped Su Qinghou's ear with tweezers.

Su Qinghou turned his head and shouted: "Jiang Zhi!"

Jiang Zhi cut down the scissors, very neat: "Sorry, hands slippery."

Su Qinghou: "..."

Damn it!

His ears were cut by him, and blood flowed down his neck.

Jiang Zhi clamped the earring with tweezers, glanced at it, put it on the tray, and took off the glove.

This is a ward. There is nothing but a bed. There is no window in the room. There is only a metal door. There is a small window for food delivery beside the door.

Su Qinghou looked around: "You better not let me escape."

Jiang Zhi walked to the end of the bed and unfastened the handcuffs on his feet: "You want to get out of this door by yourself. My surname is Su."

Su Qinghou moved his legs, unable to use any strength.

Welcome to Renai Mental Hospital.

Ah Wan looked up and saw this sentence on the wall. He didn't know Wei Mao, he was a bit creepy, and glanced at the six "male caretakers" at the door, which was even more creepy.

Jiang Zhi came out of the ward.

Ah Wan ran over immediately: "Boss," he was flustered, "Does this count as...illegal imprisonment?"

captivity.

Why does he think this word is so ashamed.

Jiang Zhi handed the medical tray in his hand to the "male nurse" at the door.

"Dispose of."

"Yes."

Jiang Zhi answered Ah Wan's question: "How can it be illegal to keep mental illness in a mental hospital?"

if it is like this--

Ah Wan felt that Jiang Zhi should also be locked in. Of course, he dared not say it. He asked the boss, "How long will he be locked up?"

"Guan is honest."

Ah Wan fell into deep thought. This plot is like a Danmei novel he has read...

Jiang Zhi didn't get home until two o'clock in the morning. As soon as he opened the door, Zhou Xufang woke up and ran over.

"Where is Su Qinghou?"

Ask Su Qinghou when you speak.

Jiang Zhi picked up the person and put it back on the bed: "I am locked in a mental hospital."

Zhou Xufang woke up from sleep and suddenly remembered a Danmei novel that Ah Wan recommended to her.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok."

She suddenly looked serious: "Do you think Su Qinghou looks good?"

What the **** is this?

"Zhou Xufang, are you thinking about something messy again?"

Zhou Xufang shook his head, not thinking that it was a mess: "I have read a book."

Jiang Zhi had no desire to understand the books she had read: "Stop it."

Can't stop.

Zhou Xufang was very impressed by the book: "The protagonist in the book is a psychiatrist. The doctor originally had a girlfriend who was in love with him. My friend was killed indirectly by a man. In order to avenge his girlfriend, the doctor put the man in a psychiatric hospital and tortured day and night."

As a director, Jiang Zhi is also a little curious about this illogical story: "What happened later?"

Zhou Xufang: "After torturing, the doctor developed feelings with that man."

The key is that there are so many intimate scenes...

Zhou Xufang stopped and said the ending directly: "In the end they were together."

Jiang Zhi: "..."