draw a gun and talk about feelings

Ren Xianyang was picked up and brought home by Liu Puchen, slept at home and drank some porridge, the fever still persisted at night, and finally had to be obediently dragged to the hospital for IV drip.

Ren Xianyang infused two bottles of fluid in the hospital until dark, Liu Puchen drove him back, Ren Xianyang didn't speak or move as if the sky had fallen, and occasionally turned his head to look at Secretary Liu, Seeing that Secretary Liu was concentrating on driving with a sullen face, he turned his head back by himself.

Liu Puchen sent Ren Xianyang to the entrance of the community without intending to go in. When Ren Xianyang turned his head to look at Secretary Liu at this time, Liu Puchen gave him a look back.

Ren Xianyang didn't know whether he should tell Liu Puchen about this matter, how should he put it, in his eyes Liu Puchen was his Zhuge Liang, his Wu Yong, his Fan Li and Jiang Ziya, his company and life Liu Puchen had helped him too much Well, in the past seven or eight years, he has been the master of all major issues, and Liu Puchen has resolved all minor issues, and he has definitely resolved them very well. He has wondered more than once if his secretary were replaced by another person, would he still be able to do so smoothly now? .

Liu Puchen and Ren Xianyang looked at each other, but they didn't hear what Ren Xianyang said. Ren Xianyang also seemed to feel that the current situation was a bit strange. He hoped to have other people's opinions and help, but he didn't know where to start. Speaking of bad, it should start with He Xiaozhou coming back, or he was misunderstood and slept with a woman. He unconsciously moved his eyes down, not wanting to meet Secretary Liu. What he saw in his eyes was Liu Puchen's fair neck. Obvious red marks.

Ren Xianyang didn't have any special intentions, he just stretched out his hand in their usual way of getting along, but as soon as he touched it, Liu Puchen hid for a while, with a flustered expression.

"Puchen, what's the matter?" Ren Xianyang spoke weakly, and Liu Puchen's overreaction made him a little at a loss.

Liu Puchen seemed to manage his expression deliberately, but his eyes were still exposed, and his hasty explanation seemed too obvious to cover up, "I had physical therapy before I came back, and it was left by scraping. Mr. Ren, I went back to the office building to work overtime today. The remaining issues have not been dealt with in the past few days, and must be resolved, so I will leave first."

As Liu Puchen spoke, he unlocked the car door, and there was a crisp click sound that seemed to be urging Ren Xianyang to get out of the car. Ren Xianyang didn't just stay in the car, he opened the car door and walked into the community.

Ren Xianyang knew that it wasn't a scraping mark at all, he was very familiar with that kind of mark, he had left it on Qiao Yujun more than once, it was a hickey mark, a dominant expression of possessiveness, like a wild dog urinating on a site Same, mark on your own belongings.Ren Xianyang didn't want to think about the origin of the trace, he knew that asking about some things would only increase his annoyance, so it's better not to ask, his thoughts on Liu Puchen were two words: believe.

Ren Xianyang went upstairs, took out the key to open the door clumsily, as if his mind was not very flexible, finally entered the room, Ren Xianyang walked to the bedroom without changing his shoes, he looked at the man who had been thrown to the ground by himself. The mobile phone is now lying quietly on the bedside table and charging. Don't think too much, Liu Puchen helped him fix it. Such a careful secretary can't pick one out of 1, so for Liu Puchen, Ren Xianyang actually has 1 at ease. He is well-balanced, sensible and rational.

Looking at the mobile phone showing that the charging is over, Ren Xianyang actually didn't expect Qiao Yujun to reply to the text message, but he still couldn't help but turn on the phone first and wanted to take a look.

Ren Xianyang waited for the signal to be full, and felt a little flustered and nervous. The vibration of the phone made him excited. Ren Xianyang poked into the text message, and the feeling of disappointment made him suddenly turn from excitement to weakness. The text message was sent by Shao Xue, which said : I made a bet with Brother Puchen, if you can stay with your little policeman for a long time, your company will be yours, and I will not get involved, but Brother Puchen will be mine.

How could Ren Xianyang care about this naive bet at this time, besides, this is not something that can be agreed upon, and it seems that he is at a disadvantage in the end, and these three things are not necessarily related, but the tone of the text message is obvious I didn't mean to refer to Ren Xianyang's opinion, that is to say, tell him that your lover, your secretary and your company are now my bets for fun.

Ren Xianyang's mood at this time was only more depressed than before, seeing that the phone was about to be thrown to the ground again, a phone call came in, it came in time, and it changed the fate of the phone.The incoming call showed Qiao Yujun, and Ren Xianyang looked at the phone in his hand, feeling excited and afraid of the impact of ice and fire, and the result was that his hands were shaking.

Ren Xianyang's originally excited mood suddenly turned into depression when he heard the voice on the phone. He Xiaozhou was very anxious on the phone, speaking tremblingly and crying, "Junjun is sick, can you help?"

Ren Xianyang hung up the phone without saying a word and went downstairs. He thought it was too late to pick up the car in the parking lot, and he was so anxious that he almost burned his feet.

Qiao Yujun stayed at the police station for a whole day with a fever, did not take medicine and did not eat well, and returned home with a drowsy head. He Xiaozhou seemed to have just woken up after a day of sleep, and he did not know where to find Qiao Yujun. I changed into my pajamas by myself, nestled on the sofa and hugged the pillows to watch TV, and when I saw Qiao and Jun came back, I opened my mouth like a bird waiting to be fed and cried hungry.

Qiao and Jun changed their shoes, washed their hands, and went straight into the kitchen. Halfway through the cooking, they felt black in front of their eyes. They couldn’t help but overturned the pot and fell to the ground together. His mind was very ignorant, he only felt the pain in his wrist was terribly painful, and then he felt blurred and passed out without giving him any time to struggle.

When He Xiaozhou heard the sound and came into the kitchen, Qiao and Jun fell to the ground, the pot was lifted, and all the hot oil was poured on Qiao and Jun's hands. Fortunately, there was not much oil, otherwise more places would be scalded. He Xiaozhou He didn't wake up no matter how loud he was, he walked around the house several times in a hurry, and finally found Qiao Yujun's mobile phone and was about to call for help.

Looking around, everyone except Ren Xianyang's name was either a colleague of the police station or a mutual friend of theirs. He really didn't want these people to know that he had returned to China, so he called Ren Xianyang, but he didn't know it at all. This Ren Xianyang was the one he heard roaring through the door and the wall last night.

When Ren Xianyang arrived, Qiao Yujun was still lying on the ground, the burns on his hands were not treated at all, Ren Xianyang gave He Xiaozhou a hard look, and spoke in a rather bad tone, "Do you have common sense, give him cold water first Wouldn't it be okay to wash it off!"

While talking, Ren Xianyang helped Qiao Yujun up and leaned against his chest. Qiao Yujun's hands were swollen and horribly red. Ren Xianyang carried Qiao Yujun to the faucet and opened the water for Qiao Yujun to rinse. His face was full of unconcealable worry and distress, as well as some self-blame. He Xiaozhou stood behind and watched, his eyes flushed.

"I'm afraid, I dare not touch him."

Ren Xianyang didn't have time to pay attention to him, he washed Qiao Yujun's hands with water, and Ren Xianyang looked at Qiao Yujun's side face through his posture. The pale feeling was really not very good, as if he had a serious illness.At any rate, after dealing with it, Ren Xianyang picked up Qiao Yujun and walked downstairs. At this time, he no longer felt sick when he was sick, his whole body was full of energy, and he had no other thoughts except worrying.

Ren Xianyang went downstairs with Qiao Yujun in his arms, and He Xiaozhou quickly changed his clothes and followed him down, as if he wanted to follow him into the car.

"Why the hell are you following along, get the hell out." Ren Xianyang didn't have a good mood for He Xiaozhou, and it would be a good thing not to beat him up.But He Xiaozhou was obviously thick-skinned, he opened the car door and sat up, "I will follow Junjun."

Ren Xianyang didn't talk nonsense anymore, he drove the car and thought, do you fucking want to take care of Qiao Yujun or wait for Qiao Yujun to wake up and take care of you, He Xiaozhou is also a man?Why do Qiao and Jun like such a thing?Thinking of this, Ren Xianyang suddenly felt uncomfortable. Qiao and Junxi didn't like He Xiaozhou, but he didn't like him as a bastard anyway. He himself admitted that he was really not a thing before.

When he arrived at the hospital this time, Ren Xianyang went to the emergency room and gave Qiao Yujun a full-body examination. He didn't care whether Qiao Yujun had a fever or a burn, anyway, it was a big deal in his heart.

After tossing for a long time, Qiao Yujun was sent back to the ward, and the doctor came to call his family members. He Xiaozhou stood up and was pushed back by Ren Xianyang, and he followed the doctor out.

"The patient does not need to be hospitalized. He will be discharged tomorrow after a night of observation tonight. The specific situation is that the burns on his hands are still serious. He cannot touch water and apply medicine regularly. He needs to infuse fluid for two days. Scars will be left after the injury is cured, but There will be no other sequelae." The doctor flipped a page of the list in his hand, his expression changed, and he looked at Ren Xianyang with strange eyes, "The patient has a low-grade fever and low blood sugar caused by special reasons. In a coma, just take medicine."

What the doctor said was very serious and normal. This special reason seemed to be self-evident. The doctor did not expose it, but Ren Xianyang was embarrassed and blamed himself for the following words, "In addition to the burns on the hands, the patient has other injuries on his body. It is necessary to apply medicine every day and pay attention to diet to avoid habitual anal fissures." The doctor said, his expression changed again and again, and he gave Ren Xianyang another strange look, "Pay attention to the inside and also apply medicine, sign."

Ren Xianyang listened like a primary school student listening to a lesson, and finally signed, and returned to the ward after paying the money and picking up the medicine.

At this time, Qiao Yujun was still asleep, and He Xiaozhou seemed to be falling asleep lying on the edge of the hospital bed. Ren Xianyang went up and pushed He Xiaozhou awake, "If you want to sleep, find a hotel to sleep, and be careful not to touch his hands. "

Ren Xianyang is really worried about Qiao Yujun's hand, just wrapped it, if it touches it, it will be very distressing, and he just can't understand He Xiaozhou, when he sees He Xiaozhou next to Qiao Yujun or hears He Xiaozhou Junjun Junjun When he called him, his scalp became numb and his whole body felt weak, wishing to kill He Xiaozhou.

He Xiaozhou gained confidence at this time, "I won't go! I will accompany Junjun!"

Ren Xianyang sneered, pulled He Xiaozhou up and pushed him away, "You stay with him, what the hell are you paying for hospitalization and medical expenses? If you can't pay, get out."

He Xiaozhou was pushed out of the ward by Ren Xianyang, and knocked on the door twice unwillingly, how could Ren Xianyang open it for him, not only locked the door inside but also blocked the small window on the door.

When Ren Xianyang returned to the side of the hospital bed, the feeling of arrogance and dominance just now was gone. He felt extremely uncomfortable watching Qiao Yujun's frowning while sleeping, and the pain in his heart made his fingertips tremble.

At this time, Qiao Yujun seemed to have some consciousness but could not open his eyes. His body and brain were somewhat conscious, allowing him to hear some movements around him. He felt that one of his hands was being grasped, and there was a familiar Voice, say "I was wrong before, I will treat you well in the future, I'm sorry."