My old enemy looks at me strangely

"Snapped!"

A red mark appeared on Jian Sheming's face.

Shen Chen didn't have much strength this time, but just brushed past Jian Qiuming's face.

Then when he saw the gentle eyes of the other party, he froze slightly.

What did you just do?

Those dark, cannibalistic images, are they dreams?

Shen Chen shook his head, and before he could say sorry, he saw the person in front of him stretch out his hands.

Then, he crashed into a warm embrace.

Shen Chen's eyes widened and his pupils shrunk, completely unable to react to what was happening now.

Is he... dreaming?

No, how could the dream be so real?

He could hear the man's breathing and smell the faint scent of tobacco on him.

Jian Sheming, are you smoking?

he can smoke?Shen Chen was slightly taken aback.

"You, let me go..."

Shen Chen felt as if he had been strangled to the point where he couldn't breathe, and his face started to feel hot.

"Jian Kengming, why are you crazy?" He pushed the person in front of him hard.

But who knows, the harder he pushed, the harder the other party hugged him. In the end, Shen Chen could only slightly open his mouth to breathe.

"Jane_H_Ming!"

"Daddy!"

While he was still struggling desperately, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, Shen Chen turned his head with difficulty, and saw his precious son running towards him with crystal clear tears in his eyes.

The person in front of him finally let him go.

Shen Chen took the opportunity to pant heavily, angrily pushed the person in front of him, then looked at his precious son, showing a pale smile.

He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the little guy who was running fast.

Jian Kengming was pushed away by him and didn't move. He just stood there and watched him, watched the little ball run into his arms, and watched their father and son reunite.

Sensing the little guy with the fragrance of milk in his arms, a gentle smile appeared on Shen Chen's face.

Jian Kengming stared at Shen Chen's hand holding the ball, and did not take his gaze away for a long time.

He was suddenly curious, whose child is this child, who is the mother of this child?

Which woman was it that made the flamboyant Shen Chen back then to take care of her wholeheartedly and take on the responsibility of raising the child?

There was a strong sourness in my heart.

Jian Sheming almost stared at Shen Chen's hand holding the ball without changing his gaze.

Shen Chen didn't notice him, at the moment he only had the little ball in his heart.

Xiaoqiu's eyes were full of tears, his expression was full of grievances, his speaking hands trembled slightly,

"Daddy, why can't you wake up? Xiao Qiu thought you don't want Xiao Qiu anymore."

Shen Chen wiped his tears distressedly.

He looked at his body, he was wearing a hospital gown, but fortunately there were no exposed wounds, and Xiao Qiu couldn't see how many fine wounds there were under his clothes.

"Little ball, how could Daddy not want you? Be a man, don't cry."

"Then Daddy needs to get better soon, or I'll cry for you!"

Shen Chen was amused by his upright look. He touched his son's chubby face and felt that all the wounds on his body didn't hurt at this moment.

"it is good."

He looked up and saw Tom who didn't come in to disturb their father and son at the door, smiled and said, "Tom, thank you for your care these two days."

Tom seemed a little embarrassed, he smiled shyly, and a faint red appeared on his white skin.

In the next moment, Shen Chen felt his shoulders being firmly pressed down.

The little ball in his arms was also carried away.

Startled, he immediately turned his head and met Jian Kengming's eyes.

Those glazed eyes didn't seem to be as cold and deep as usual, but at the moment there seemed to be a burning heat that he couldn't understand.

The ball was also carried away by him.

The little guy seemed very dissatisfied with being carried away, and kept pushing Jian Kengming with his little hands, "I want Daddy, let go!"

Shen Chen saw that when Jian Kengming was pushed, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face seemed not very well.

He frowned, did the man get angry?

Shen Chen quickly waved away the man's hand, and carried the little ball back into his arms.

"Jian Kengming, he's just a child." Shen Chen looked at Jian Che Yuming warily.

He knows that this person is a bit of a clean freak, and he doesn't have a good temper with those who disobey him. He has suffered a lot from him, and he can bear it. Who made him like this person so cheaply? Woolen cloth?

But small balls can't.

He is just a child, his heart and soul.

Jian Kengming stared into Shen Chen's eyes for a long time, then slowly withdrew his gaze, and took a small step back, his figure shaking a bit.

Then, he turned around and walked towards the door.

The leaving back was as deep as ever, but he didn't know if it was Shen Chen's own illusion. He felt that the man's back seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

Chapter76 In Shen Chen's warm world, there is nothing like him.

Seeing him leave, Tom walked into the room, sat in front of Shen Chen's bed, and opened the lunch box in his hand.

It's millet porridge and siu mai.

The aroma of food wafted out of it, filling Shen Chen's nostrils, and he felt his stomach was already growling.

"You have been in a coma for two days. The doctor said you can't eat greasy food, and you can't eat too much suddenly, so I bought you rice porridge."

"The rice porridge here looks much better than the one in Chinatown over there."

Shen Chen smiled slightly when he heard the words.

"That is, don't look at where millet porridge originated."

He took the small spoon from Tom's hand and started to drink the porridge.

Xiaoqiu came out of his arms in a very sensible manner, without affecting his daddy's eating, he took the siu mai and ate it by himself.

Tom couldn't help laughing seeing the little ball eating like a little hamster.

"Why are you so cute..." He couldn't help pinching Xiaoqiu's face.

Xiaoqiu dodged in disgust.

Shen Chen was sitting on the hospital bed, watching the interaction between them, and chuckled lightly.

Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at the glass window on the door of the ward.

There seemed to be an afterimage, but when he wanted to take a closer look, there was nothing.

After a while, a nurse was pushing a cart to and fro...

Shen Chen turned his head, thinking that he might be dazzled.

Outside the ward, Jian Jiming supported the wall, covered his mouth, and coughed twice uncontrollably.

A female doctor passed by him and couldn't help but asked, "Sir, are you alright?"

Jian Kengming shook his head lightly, indicating that she was fine.

The female doctor recognized him and said, "It's you, the seriously injured patient who was beaten. He has been staying here for the past two days. How did he get kicked out?"

Jian Kengming frowned slightly, turned his head slightly, looked at the way Shen Chen and Tom looked at each other and smiled in the ward, carrying the ball, as if they were a loving family, and coughed twice .

"I'm fine, you're busy."

"Thirteen severe bone fractures and 28 soft tissue contusions are all right? You should move less and recover more, otherwise the condition will worsen."

The female doctor persuaded earnestly.

The reason why she remembered the injury of the person in front of her so clearly was not only because of his handsome appearance, but also because of the circumstances of that day.

She still remembers the scene when the gentleman held a man tightly in her arms that day.

His eyes were red, he stared at the man being carried away, his eyes kept on moving, and he almost followed into the operating room.

Fortunately, his friend's injury was not serious. He just fainted because of his frailty and anemia, and he experienced stimulation and strenuous exercise.

It was when the tall and handsome man was pushed out of the operating room, she saw that the man was clutching his bleeding arm and waiting outside.

Someone dragged him to bandage, and he followed his friend after he was completely transferred to the ward.

Eyes can't wait to fix on the fainted man.

At that time, she thought that this man was just scratched on his face and arms, but when she passed outside the ward and saw the doctor treating his wound, she realized that this man had suffered so many injuries!

When she discussed with her colleagues, she realized that his body was so seriously injured. Under such a serious injury, it is self-evident what that friend who still followed him the whole time was thinking.

After the female doctor watched her finish speaking, the man and Ben ignored her, and couldn't help but follow his gaze and look into the ward.

See a warm scene.

The unconscious man smiled happily at another tall and handsome foreigner.

She couldn't bear it for a moment...

"Handsome guy, don't you go in and stop it?" The female doctor turned her head and looked at the man with deep eyes.

Jiancang Yuming didn't speak, but gently covered his chest with his hands, the place just hit by the ball.

Although he was also a patient and was seriously injured, he was determined not to be hospitalized, so he was wearing black at the moment.

but......

The female doctor frowned slightly and looked at him.

"Are you bleeding?"

Without further ado, she broke Jian Dian Yuming's hand away, and the smell of blood really became stronger.

"Your wound is open!" This time it was an affirmative sentence, and the female doctor looked serious, "Come with me and treat the wound."

Jian Kengming's eyes were still fixed on the people in the room...

"gone!"

The female doctor seemed to have a bad temper, so she dragged Jian Kengming to the consulting room without saying a word, regardless of whether he wanted to or not.

Wounds can become infected if left untreated.

She thought silently in her heart.

Jian Kengming felt that he was being pulled, so he withdrew his gaze from looking at the room, withdrew his wrist from the opponent's palm, looked at the road ahead indifferently, and said calmly, "I can go by myself."

Then he put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were calm, and he walked forward with straight legs.

Only a back view without warmth was left for the female doctor.

The female doctor looked at Shen Chen who was still smiling at others in the room, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know what happened between such good-looking three men.

She slightly narrowed her watery eyes, then turned around, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door in front of her, and walked in with her patrol notebook.