I don't want to like you, can I?

The car was driving smoothly on the road. Ye Qiyang was sitting in the back seat, looking sideways out of the window. He was facing a steel plate on the back of the front seat, which seemed quite unsuitable.

He didn't think that Su Lingyan would be so kind as to give him away. This steel plate should be prepared for him, and he might have a close contact with it, at a certain moment of sudden braking.

Ye Qiyang was thinking to himself when the car suddenly slanted to the left, the angle was so big that it could be compared to turning, and then quickly returned to the straight line. Sit tight.

Ye Qiyang, who was not wearing a seat belt and his thoughts were wandering, was miserable. He slammed into the car door with a "bang", and fell back in embarrassment. He lost feeling in his right shoulder instantly. buzzing.He subconsciously covered his right shoulder, but he didn't expect Su Lingyan to do this.

"Mr. Ye, how are you doing?"

Feng Chu asked eagerly, and was about to turn around to check, when Su Lingyan pinned her face and turned her back: "Why are you in such a hurry, it's possible that you also fell in love with him!"

"..." Feng Chu was speechless for a moment, he really couldn't afford such a crime.

"Be honest!" Su Lingyan increased the speed of the car and scanned Ye Qiyang from the rearview mirror, "Brother Qiyang, I'm sorry, I don't have a driver's license yet, so I'm not very good at driving, please don't mind."

Ye Qiyang was not in the mood to listen to him, the sensation in his right shoulder gradually recovered, and the pain became more and more painful, probably dislocated.

Feng Chu looked in the rearview mirror, was very worried, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ye, what do you think?"

Ye Qiyang shook his head, a thin layer of sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, his face gradually turned pale, and the sharp pain in his right shoulder was almost beyond his tolerance, he clenched his teeth and held on.

Fengchu saw his abnormality, and asked again: "Mr. Ye..."

Su Lingyan stepped on the brake suddenly, and amidst the sharp and piercing sound, Ye Qiyang leaned forward and slammed into the steel plate, because his mind was all focused on his right shoulder, and his head was completely injured.

Ye Qiyang fainted and fell on the back seat. The mobile phone slipped out of his trouser pocket, and the words "Su Lingge" flashed on it.

Feng Chu quickly put on the seat belt and got out of the car, rushed over to check on Ye Qiyang: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, wake up!"

"It's just fainting, I can't die."

"Master!" Feng Chu picked up the phone and wanted to answer it. He didn't think Su Lingyan would let him send someone to the hospital. Instead of waiting for something to happen, he would rather be scolded by Su Lingge now, and even prepared to be beaten , but still haven't answered, the phone was taken away.

Feng Chu had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and was about to call, but it was taken away.

"Young master, stop messing around!" Feng Chu was anxious, "If something really happens, the young master will not spare you!"

Su Lingyan pretended not to hear.

Feng Chu thought for a while: "Young master, even if you are not afraid, I will suffer, the young master may kill me, do you really have the heart?"

Su Lingyan looked at him, threw back the phone, turned her head to the side, wondering what she was thinking.

Feng Chu didn't dare to tell the truth, but only said that Ye Qiyang was slightly injured, and Su Lingge asked him to take him back.

Su Lingge never thought that Ye Qiyang would be seriously injured. With Fengchu around, he was very relieved. Regarding what Su Lingyan had done, Fengchu didn't mention a single thing, and Ye Qiyang didn't say anything, so he didn't know at all. So when he saw blood on Ye Qiyang's forehead, pale and unconscious, he couldn't believe it: "What happened?"

"..." Feng Chu didn't dare to answer.

Su Lingge didn't care about other things, first he connected Ye Qiyang's arm, and after seeing someone for diagnosis and treatment, he was relieved after confirming that he was fine.

"Speak!" Su Linge sat on the sofa with a cold expression, staring coldly at Feng Chu who was standing aside.

"It's none of his business!" Su Lingyan Lafengchu came behind and stood in front, "Ye Qiyang's injury was caused by me."

Feng Chu came out from behind Su Lingyan: "Young master, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Mr. Ye and caused him to be injured, please punish me."

"Fengchu, no matter what the reason is, no matter what the truth is, you have already defaulted on your responsibility."

"Yes, my lord."

"No!" Su Lingyan pulled Feng Chu again, "I deliberately hurt Ye Qiyang, it's none of Feng Chu's business."

"It's not your turn yet, just shut up and stand aside."

"Brother, Ye Qiyang's injury has nothing to do with Fengchu. He has been protecting Ye Qiyang according to your orders. If he hadn't stopped him, I would have killed Ye Qiyang a long time ago!"

"What did you say?" Su Lingo was shocked.

"I could have strangled him before, but Feng Chu insisted on stopping him. If I had known that you would teach us a lesson for him today, I should have been more ruthless in the first place!"

"Su Lingyan!"

Su Lingge waved his hand to greet Su Lingyan, Feng Chu stepped forward and received the slap: "Young master, please don't hit the young master, he is all for you."

"Feng Chu, go aside!" Su Lingyan grabbed Feng Chu by the collar and dragged him away, stood in front of Su Lingge, stretched his neck: "You hit me, anyway, you never hit me since you were a child I, just hit once is enough!"

"Master..."

"go away!"

Su Lingge looked at the two people who were chattering, and suddenly collapsed on the sofa as if he was discouraged, rubbing between his brows: "Get out of here."

Feng Chu stood still, but Su Lingyan couldn't pull him away, so he couldn't help kicking him: "You should have a degree of determination!"

"I want to wait until Mr. Ye wakes up to make sure he's safe and sound... ah!"

Su Lingyan punched him hard in the abdomen, and he was caught off guard for a moment and cried out.

"Go to hell!" Su Lingyan kicked him hard again before leaving with an angry face.

Feng Chu took a few steps forward and confessed: "Young master, I shouldn't hide it from you, but..."

"But for Lingyan, you still did it."

"Not only for the sake of the young master, but also to prevent you from making things difficult."

Su Linge took a deep breath: "Qiyang is fine, go."

"……Yes."

Ye Qiyang woke up and saw Su Lingge. He couldn't believe it. He thought he would be thrown in the wilderness, or he might never wake up again.

He touched Su Lingge's face, it was warm, also, this person has never entered his dream, so how could it not be reality.

Su Linge held his hand and asked cautiously: "Qi Yang, do you hate me?"

"Why should I hate you?"

"Lingyan did it for me. If you hate me, just vent it on me, okay?"

Ye Qiyang felt that there was no need to talk about this matter: "Su Lingge, I want to go back to school, please send me back."

"It's two days off, have you forgotten?"

"Really?" I really don't remember, it seems that I haven't attended class very well recently, and my mind is all used on bad things.

Su Lingyan has been staring at him, so he probably knows it, so since he asked Feng Chu for medicine yesterday, he should have planned to do so.

"Qiyang, stay with me for two days, I will let Lingyan leave, no one will disturb us."

"I want to go back."

"where to?"

"Aunt Qin has arrived where I live."

"I'll have someone tell her to leave."

"No, I miss Aunt Qin."

Ye Qiyang got up, his head was still hurting, he subconsciously touched the wound, Su Lingge quickly grabbed his hand: "Does it hurt?"

Ye Qiyang shook his head.

"If it itches, just bear it, and it will be fine in two days."

"Well. Take me back."

Su Linge hugged him to the mirror: "Qiyang, do you want Aunt Qin to see you now?"

Ye Qiyang stared at the bandage on his head, and was stunned, suddenly sad, he really ignored this point, and he didn't expect that he would be in this shape.

Sensing his emotional change, Su Lingge kissed his lips: "Qi Yang, I'm sorry."

Ye Qiyang lay on his chest: "Su Lingge, I'm tired."

"Okay, I'll take you to rest."

"Remember to tell Aunt Qin, just say...just say whatever you want."

"it is good."

Ye Qiyang curled up on the bed and fell asleep.

Su Lingge was afraid that he would touch the wound, so he wanted to pull him over, but also thought that he had always been a light sleeper, so he was afraid of waking him up, so he hesitated for a long time and had to lie on his side on the bed, covering his head with his arms.

Perhaps because of his head injury, Ye Qiyang fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up. He missed lunch and didn't eat breakfast. Su Lingge wanted to wake him up, but after shouting for a long time, Ye Qiyang woke up No sign of coming.

Su Lingge thought he had a fever again, and gently touched his forehead through the gauze, it was cool and cool, no problem, shaking him lightly, Ye Qiyang still breathed evenly and was not affected at all.

Su Lingge felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly called someone for diagnosis and treatment. The result was that Ye Qiyang fell into a coma.

"Feng Lang!" Su Linge grabbed his collar, "Didn't you say he's fine!"

"Young master, his head injury is indeed not serious, but the strange thing is that he did fall into a self-forced coma, that is to say, he didn't want to wake up."

Su Lingge didn't believe it. No one could force himself into a coma. He was talking nonsense because he couldn't diagnose the cause: "I don't care what the reason is for him to be in a coma. Let him wake up now, otherwise, I will force you into a coma."

"..." Can you still make some sense!

Feng Lang took out a bunch of equipment and checked Ye Qiyang's body, muttering: "All bodily functions are normal, it's clear that he was forced into a coma after being stimulated."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Oh." Feng Lang leaned down and opened Ye Qiyang's eyelids for inspection. He got closer and closer, and leaned forward to lie on Ye Qiyang's body. Suddenly, Ye Qiyang opened his eyes, and Feng Lang asked suspiciously. Looking at his clear eyes, I couldn't believe it. Before I could continue my research, someone grabbed my neck and fell into the sofa.

"Qiyang, how are you?" Su Lingge helped Ye Qiyang up, for fear that he would fall asleep again.

"What happened?" Ye Qiyang glanced at Feng Lang who silently climbed out of the sofa to pack his things.

"It's okay, just wake up." Su Lingge called Feng Lang who was about to go out, "Get someone to prepare dinner immediately, hurry up!"

"That's not my responsibility." Feng Lang slowly carried the bag on his back, and walked to the door step by step. Feeling the gloomy gaze behind him, he finally couldn't hold back, and said in a strange way, "Young master, please don't worry, there will be no delay." You eat."