satan's wings

, have to remove it quietly. "Yin Yan said every word, and his deep and cold pupils stared at the doctor with hair all over his body.

"Ah! That child, no, isn't it yours..."

"Didn't you understand what I said?" The feeling of oppression was even worse, Yunho never liked repetition.

"No, listen, I hear you clearly..." Swallowing, facing the overly aura face, the doctor didn't dare to say another word.

Never believed that eyes can kill people, but this time she believed it!

Receiving her promise, Yunho took back his hand, and gave her a last look from the corner of his eye coldly, "I will give you a sum of money afterwards, and you fill in the amount yourself. You are smart, you should know what to do later."

"I know, I know..." With sweat on his palms, he nodded in fear and finally watched him leave. The doctor slumped on the swivel chair until he was far away.

What kind of worlds are people nowadays!

As soon as Yunhao left the department, he noticed a man at the door. He thought it was just someone who came to ask a doctor and didn't care, but after he walked a few steps, someone behind him stopped him, "Zheng Yunhao!"

He turned around in response, and before he could see the face clearly, he was punched hard. The force was too heavy, forcing Yun Hao to take two steps back.

Vigorously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spit out a mouthful, and glared at the person in front of him viciously, he, Zheng Yunhao, was actually beaten by a stranger!

Clinging tightly to his fist with bulging veins, Changmin's eyes were completely red, "You bastard!"

Not only did he see Yunho enter the internal medicine department, but he also heard the conversation between him and the doctor, this man is so inhuman!

Narrowing his pupils, he quickly punched him back, knocking him to the ground.

Picking up his collar, Yunho had never been beaten before, "Who are you? Damn you dare to hit me!"

"You scum, you don't deserve to be Kim Jaejoong's younger brother at all!"

"Jin Zaizhong" paused, hearing the name shook his head, it turned out it was for him.

Seeing that he was distracted, Changmin immediately opened his hand with a punch and made another kick, but this time he missed the kick, "He was beaten, and today's newspaper news, you did it, didn't you?"

Twisting his wrist and looking him up and down, although Yunho avoided his kick, his clothes were stained with his dust, "Jin Jaejoong told you"

"Don't think him the same as you! He hasn't mentioned your name since the accident," gritted his teeth, if it wasn't for Jaejoong, Changmin wouldn't have had any negotiations with him, "He has always protected you, As soon as he returned to the country, he asked for news about you everywhere, caring about you more than himself, and he still treats him like this!"

Smiling, looking at this man again, Yunho gradually retracted the curvature of his mouth, "Who are you, what right do you have to say about me?"

"I'm not qualified to talk about you, but he is your brother after all, don't you think it's too much to do so?"

"Brother" clenched his fists and gasped, Yunho hated his brother the most in his life, "He doesn't deserve it."

"You! How did he feel sorry for you? You have to bear the grudge like this." Even knowing that they have been separated for more than ten years, Changmin still can't understand his thinking, "Even if he separated from you very early, it's because of your parents. Just because you hate him and hurt him, don't you think you are extreme?"

He punched him hard, and pushed his elbow against his neck against the wall. Accompanied by the muffled sound of his back hitting the wall, Yunhao gritted his teeth, "How much do you know about riding a horse?"

"Uh..." He frowned in pain, it was the first time he had such close contact with him, what Changmin saw in his eyes was full of hatred.

"If you don't know anything, don't meddle in your own business!" Furious warned, Yunho didn't want to make trouble here yet.

"Even if you suffered a lot in the past... Jaejoong is also your elder brother, at least you should visit him..."

"Shut up!" Become more manic, Yunho really wanted to crush him to death on the spot, "Why do you know why I want to see him!"

"Oh, it's okay not to look at it... a person like you with a twisted heart, I hope you will never recognize him for the rest of your life." Spitting on him, looking into his eyes, Changmin will do everything he can to protect the one he loves , and won't let him hurt him any more.

The force of "twisting" pressed against his neck, Yunho restrained himself from raising his eyebrows.

"Uh... Isn't it?... Not only is he ruthless to his own brother, but even his own flesh and blood is bought off by the doctor. Isn't it psychological distortion?" Without any fear, Changmin himself would won't believe it.

With veins in his head, he raised his knee and gave him a heavy blow to the abdomen, "I'm just mentally twisted, if you meddle in your own business, I'll kill you right now.!"

"Ahem..." Kneeling on the ground, covering his stomach with a dry cough, his face flushed and he gasped. This punch almost made Changmin lose his breath.

"Go back and tell Kim Jaejoong, don't promise if you can't afford it!" He choked his Adam's apple and dropped the last sentence. He, Jung Yunho, had already become distorted since they abandoned him, "Either let him stay away from me, otherwise, yes I will not be polite to him."

After saying that, he turned around and took the elevator to leave, so no one could notice the few traces of bright red in his hateful eye sockets.

Who is sorry for whom?

And why is he so twisted

Why did he hate him so much that after he was hurt, he refused to see him even in front of his eyes?

How much do outsiders know about Zheng Yunhao? !

In the same place, he knelt on the ground and coughed in pain until he left completely, and Changmin's hands supporting the ground were tightly clenched into fists.

He has no ability to change, he can only do his best to protect Jaejoong.

Zheng Yunhao, since you don't care about him, let me care.

I will definitely love him better than you.

I also hope that you can deny him for the rest of your life as you said...

……

Two days later.

In the director's office of the hospital, he repeatedly read the medical records and filled in the information one by one. As the evening approached, Haruma Miura was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat dinner.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which forced him to stop the pen in his hand and help the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Professor Miura," Jin Chengling seemed a little hesitant as he stood at the door with ginseng soup.

"Please come in." Putting down his pen and getting up, Miura was a little surprised to see her.

After closing the door and putting the ginseng soup on his table, Jin Chengling was very embarrassed, "I'm sorry to disturb your work."

"It's okay, what's the matter, ma'am?" He raised his hand to signal her to sit on the chair next to him, Miura could see that she was worried at the moment.

"No, I just bought ginseng soup and didn't expect to eat it in Zhong. I brought it for you because I thought I couldn't waste it." Sitting on the side of his desk, Jin Chengling rubbed his temples subconsciously.

"Thank you," nodded, noticing her movements, Miura turned around and poured her a glass of water, "Did you have another headache?"

"Yeah, that's why I want to ask you to get some medicine..." Jin Chengling sighed after the movement of her fingertips paused.

"Ma'am, you should pay more attention to rest. Medication alone won't solve the problem." Handing warm water to her hand, Miura frowned as he looked at her.

Shaking her head, taking a sip of the water, Jin Chengling stared at the transparent water in the cup in a daze, "It's okay, it's just like that anyway. What I'm worried about now is Zaizhong..."

"Zaizhong" stood facing her with his back against the edge of the table, Miura pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, thinking that she was worried about Jaezhong's injury, "If his knee recovers well, except for not being able to do strenuous exercise, the future will not be much problem, you don't have to worry."

"It's not this..." Of course she believed in his medical skills, but Jin Chengling was not worried about Jaejoong's knee, "Master Shen, seems to like Jaejoong..."

Because of her words, he was stunned for a moment, and finally understood the reason for her worry, Miura fell silent. After all, he is just a doctor, and he can't stand on multiple angles at the same time when it comes to emotional issues.

Taking another sip of water to calm herself down, Jin Chengling herself didn't know what to do, "Professor Miura, Jaejoong's second operation... can it still be done now?"

"Has he been taking medicine?" He rubbed the pockets of both sides of the white coat with both hands, and Miura had to give Jaejoong another check to confirm this question.

"Yes, there should be a month's worth of medicine," I'm not sure, Jin Chengling hasn't asked him since Zaizhong came back.

"If that's the case, I still have to see his physical condition after the medicine is finished. After all, there is a certain risk in doing that operation..."

"Can't you be 100% sure of success?" It was because of Jaejoong's special physical condition that Jin Chengling brought him into the Jin family, but she never expected that his situation was even worse than she expected.

"Well, there is no 100% guarantee of success in any operation. The technology was limited in the era when he performed the operation. Although the technology is much more advanced now, there is still no guarantee that there will be no problems at all." Carefully analyze the pros and cons with her, Miura only has [-]% at most Be sure, "What's more, his own medical records are much more special than other patients. Even if he has a successful operation this time, he will not be able to have sexual fertility in the future."

"No, fertility..." The hand holding the paper cup trembled, and it was the first time that Jin Chengling felt that God was so unfair.

Why should his son suffer such unspeakable pain!

"Yes, so I think you should ask him this question carefully. If you are not fertile, even if you are born as a man in terms of dignity... you really have to think about it carefully." From the perspective of a man, Miura is the most capable I have realized that dignity is something that sometimes can really make people suffer to the point of death.

Eyes flushed, holding back tears and suddenly kneeling at his feet, Jin Chengling didn't understand.

"Ma'am!! What are you doing?!" Shocked, he hurriedly bent over to help her up, Miura didn't expect her to make such a sudden salute.

"Professor Miura, I beg you, don't tell Jaejoong about this, please!"

"Ma'am, don't be like this, get up first!"

"No, please promise me, no matter what, don't tell Jaejoong about this before the operation, please..." Begging and even kowtow, if he doesn't agree, Jin Chengling will not be able to kneel down.

Miura was even more in a dilemma, "Ma'am, why are you doing this? If you keep it from Jaejoong, you let him..."

"Being infertile is better than being treated as a monster..." Tears slowly rolled down her eyes. Ever since she left that home, Jin Chengling longed for a better future for Jaejoong, so she couldn't give up no matter what.

One sentence made Miura choke back what he wanted to say, and he helped her to sit back to the original position. How many mothers have cried and knelt in front of him like her, "You really think carefully, don't tell me in?"

Nodding, for Jin Chengling, no matter what the future holds in Jaejoong, he is his son.

As for fertility, if he was with Changmin, maybe the meaning would be different...

"Okay, I promise you. But before that, I have to give him an examination." Reluctantly, he agreed to her begging, but Miura still had to negotiate with Zainaka himself.

"Well, he's in the ward..." Wiping away the tears on her face, she smiled and asked for his consent, and Jin Chengling's hanging heart naturally let go.

If Changmin really likes Jae Joong, then their being together will be very beneficial to the cooperation between Kim and TOHO.

As long as Changmin and Jaejoong don't find out his secret before they go further, everything will be fine.

With that in mind, he followed Miura back to Jaejoong's ward.

In the room, Zaizhong was still staring out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Thinking back to what Changmin said to him in the afternoon, thinking of the Cartier he gave him on his birthday, a smile inadvertently crawled to the corner of his mouth, and his heart seemed to become very strange.

"Zaizhong," whispering his name, followed Miura into the ward, and walked back to his bedside at the first time, seeing his bandaged legs were still exposed outside the quilt, Jin Chengling gently lifted the quilt to cover him.

"Mom..." I thought she was angry and left, but when she saw that she didn't leave, Zai Zhong felt a sore nose, "You're here."

Mother, after all, is a mother.

"Well, Zaizhong, this is Professor Miura, he wants to help you take a look." Helping him shake the head of the bed a little, Jin Chengling had already locked the door of the ward when he came in.

Following her words, she cast her eyes on Miura. After waking up, Jaejoong hadn't seen him yet, and thought that the attending physician had changed this time, "Professor,"

Laughing, looking at his knees, Miura remembered that this was the sixth time they met, "how does it feel"

"Fortunately, I didn't expect that I could still be your patient." He laughed lightly, but the bruise around his mouth throbbed with pain, Jae Joong couldn't help grinning, his appearance was extremely funny.

"Hehe, it doesn't look particularly good. I remember the first time I met you, you were only 10 years old." The time passed in a flash, and Miura couldn't remember clearly.

"Well, professor, you were also the intern director at that time." Scratching your head, thinking about the first time you were brought to the hospital, you refused to see a doctor who was only in his twenties.

"Well, I was only the assistant of the attending physician at that time, and I didn't expect to completely take over your patient two years later,"

Shrugging his shoulders, he took the medical record and filled in his current recovery status. When Miura first entered the industry, he was also despised by many people because he was too young. "By the way, have you been taking medicine regularly these few years?"

Putting the pen back into his pocket, and suddenly changing the subject, he naturally fixed his gaze on Zai Zhong's lower body.

His body froze, and he paused before opening his mouth. A certain sense of pressure that he had forgotten struck Zaizhong's body again, "There is..."

"That's good, how much medicine is left?"

"About 48 days."

Nodded, calculated that it took only a month and a half, turned around and walked to the window to close the curtains, Miura slowly took out medical gloves from his pocket and put them on, "That's good, remember not to stop taking the medicine. Now I will help You do a check..."

"Check" reflexively supported the mattress and sat up, facing his sudden words, Jaejoong's entire face turned pale.

"Zaizhong, it's okay, it's not someone else anyway. I've locked the door, don't be afraid." Knowing that he was not used to it, Jin Chengling hurriedly comforted him.

"No...why did you check suddenly?" His hand subconsciously grasped the bed sheet, Jaejoong still couldn't accept such a suddenness.

"Because you have to have a second operation within a week after taking the medicine, so before that, I have to check your physical condition." Putting on the gloves, he explained carefully, Miura could understand his mood at the moment,

"I'm just a doctor, just take a look. If I don't check, I can't prepare for the operation in advance, and you don't want to live with that special for the rest of your life, right?"

He squeezed the bed sheet even tighter, yes, Jae Joong would never want to carry that kind of shame on him for the rest of his life, "After surgery, I can really return to a normal person"

"Hmm..." Eyebrows frowned slightly, without telling him too much, Miura glanced lightly at Jin Chengling next to him.

Don't turn your face to help them put on the isolation cloth, then retreat to the door and turn your back on them, Jin Chengling didn't want to.

But if you tell Jaejoong that even after the operation, he can't marry a wife and have children like a normal man, he will definitely collapse, which is something she doesn't want to see no matter what.

She believes that Changmin will treat him well, and also believes that even if Jaejoong is not with a woman, Changmin will take care of him for the rest of his life.

After she put on the isolation cloth and left, she realized that this inspection had to be done. Most importantly, everyone in Zhongbi longed to be a normal person, so he closed his eyes and acquiesced to Miura's opinion.

When the pants were taken off and the cold air touched his skin, he felt that Miura's gaze was like a sharp knife. He closed his eyes silently, and clenched his jaw and lower lip tightly.

The gloved hand gently opened his legs to check, and his fingertips slightly touched the hidden part under his genitals. Miura also felt his body tremble, "Relax, it will be fine soon..."

After checking the entire hidden structure in his left and right, he helped him put his pants back on after he had a solid idea, "Okay."

The stiff body was finally relaxed, and the moment Zazhong opened his eyes again, Miura had already taken off his gloves and opened the curtain.

Seeing that the curtain was opened, Jin Chengling, who had been tensing her heart, hurried back to the bed, "Professor Miura, how are you?"

"Maybe it's because he hasn't taken enough medicine for the entire course of treatment. His condition is still the same as that of the previous surgery. I'll check again after he finishes taking the medicine."

"Then, if you don't finish taking the medicine, will it affect the whole body?"

"Be sure to take the medicine on time. If you don't take the full course of medicine, the effect will rebound if you stop taking the medicine halfway,"

Seriously warn her about this problem, Miura doesn't want this to happen.

"What do you mean?" Grasping the bedsheets tightly, he asked back, how could he have taken the medicine for nearly ten years in Zhong, "I have been taking medicine for almost ten years after an operation, even if I stop taking the medicine now, it won't do anything."

"Because you have been taking that medicine for nearly ten years, you must finish it. Once you stop taking the medicine at the last moment, the longer you take it, the stronger the rebound effect will be." Solemnly reminding him of the seriousness of the incident, Miura It's not an exaggeration at all, "Your physical condition is special compared to similar patients. You almost couldn't have an operation at the beginning, so the medicine you prepared was developed independently, so you can't take it lightly."

"Oh my god..." The more I listened to it, the more afraid I became. Jin Chengling would never allow the slightest chance, "If this is the case, then you must not stop taking the medicine! Only the last 48 days are left, and you will be fine after taking it."

"Well," nodded, even though he didn't fully understand Miura's words, Jaejoong still remembered his warning, in the last 48 days, no matter what, he would finish eating.

"Well, just remember. After you finish taking the medicine, remember to notify me one day in advance."

"Okay, thank you Professor Miura." I am very grateful, he has always been in charge of Zaizhong, no matter in morality or affection, Zaizhong respects him and thanks him.

"It's okay, you just need to take care of your injuries. After all, your knee is also a problem now. I have something to do, so I have to go first..."

"Wait!" He hurriedly called out, almost blurting out.

"What's wrong?" Miura paused in doubt, surprised, in his impression, he rarely initiates conversations.

"I, may be discharged early tomorrow." After thinking about it, he still told him that Jaejoong didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to anyone.

Hearing his words, Jin Chengling remembered what she had heard Changmin say to him before, "Jaejoong, I really have to leave the hospital early"

"Well, Changmin came here in the afternoon. Reporters have been surrounded outside the hospital. If I stay in the hospital until I leave the hospital, some reporters will sneak in. If they take a picture of me, the incident will inevitably be embellished. So I think it's better to go first. It's better to avoid the limelight and respond to the news."

"That's it, I understand. Don't worry, I'll help you deal with those reporters." Instantly understanding his intentions, Miura readily agreed.

Jin Chengling also thought it made sense, and sent Miura away after simply exchanging pleasantries with him.

But he and she never forgot about Changmin, "Jajoong..."

"Mom, what's the matter?" Puzzled, seeing her looking worried, half lying on the hospital bed, Zaizhong felt that her worry might be him.

"It's okay, Mom just wanted to ask you something..." Sitting back on the bed and holding his palm, looking at him, Jin Chengling hadn't chatted with him so quietly for a long time.

"What's the matter?" He looked at her, and in those eyes, he saw a trace of distress, a trace of guilt, and a trace of something he couldn't describe.

"Jajoong, tell mom, that kid Changmin...does he like you?"

The faint smile froze around his mouth, and Zaizhong's heart constricted and beat wildly, "Why did you say that suddenly, he and I are just friends."

"Mom is someone who has been here. Changmin treats you differently from others, whether it's his eyes or his behavior. I can see that he likes you very much." Touching his head, Jin Chengling knew that in terms of sexual orientation, he was sent abroad. Jae Joon doesn't reject it, "Also, you don't hate him, do you?"

"Mom, he and I are really just friends." Shaking his head, turning away from looking into her eyes, he was extremely conflicted in his heart, "He and I are people from two worlds, we both want to marry wives and have children. "

"No, as long as you have the surgery, you will be the same as him. How can you be a person from two worlds?" He squeezed his hand to comfort him, not wanting him to be hurt in the future, and even worse, his future status in the Jin family. How could Jin Chengling I also don't want him to get into trouble with Changmin.

"Okay mom, anyway, let's wait until the surgery is done, I'm sleepy..." Withdrawing her hand and putting it back under the quilt, Jaejoong's mother's attitude made it hard for Jaejoong to digest for a while.

"Okay, then you go to sleep..." She was forced to swallow what she wanted to say, not wanting to disgust him with this topic, so Jin Chengling could only get up and leave.

But when he heard her leaving footsteps, his Adam's apple moved with his eyes closed, Jaejoong couldn't help but say again, "Mom... If Changmin wasn't from the Shen family but just an ordinary worker, you would still be like that just now. say?"

"Of course I will..." Inexplicably lacking confidence, looking back at him, Jin Chengling hadn't thought about this question.

Silence, the whole world seemed to fall into silence, until the slight sound of closing the door came from next to his ears, and Zaizhong opened his eyes already filled with moisture.

What is changing?

He doesn't know, and doesn't understand.

I just felt like he didn't have time to say a word,

"I'm a man..."

He is a man.

【blue wolf】

Waking up from the nightmare again, panting low and holding on to the corner of the table, the vest was wet with cold sweat.

Yunho originally just propped his head and closed his eyes for a nap, but unexpectedly he was able to dream of himself more than ten years ago.

After returning from the hospital, he seemed to keep thinking about the past.

Think of his childhood, think of his past.

His fingertips trembled, his heart trembled,

Beatings, crying, sex, and the transparent needle soaked with white liquid medicine!

Childhood memories are like imprints, leaving indelible traces in his heart. No matter how strong he becomes, that fear still lives in his subconscious like a ghost.

In the dream, he is forever powerless.

I can only watch helplessly as my teenage self cries for help,

Seeing that the weak man was forcibly pressed against the table, the blood vessels in his arm were injected into the blood vessel little by little,

Only when cold sweat and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes repeatedly could he escape from the dream and wake up...

The clenched fingers were slightly white, he quickly took out a cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, and then exhaled a few puffs of smoke rings.

Gradually waking up, he hated the past extremely, staring at the dark ceiling, his deep pupils were cold and somewhat hollow.

It has been more than ten years, and he can't remember how many nights he woke up from nightmares.

So when Shim Changmin questioned him, he was furious, he didn't understand anything at all!

The childhood nightmare, and every day and night after leaving home and entering Qinglang, he always fell asleep and woke up.

Sometimes he dreams of too frightening images, and after waking up, he is afraid to go back to sleep, for fear that the nightmare will continue once he closes his eyes. He never sleeps peacefully,

But what about Kim Jaejoong and Kim Sungling?

They have been living a life without worrying about food and clothing. How could they ever think about how he spends the same time in the same world?

He will only come back to say sorry when he has no life to speak of, this is what they call nostalgia

I thought that saying I'm sorry would heal his 14 years of pain.

Since they cared so much, what was the reason for them to abandon him in the first place, leaving him for more than ten years!

No one knew that for him, the greatest desire was to get a good night's sleep.

He sneered, took a deep puff of the cigarette and exhaled it heavily into the air, but for ordinary people, this is such a ridiculous desire.

"Brother Hao," knocked on the door of his lounge, standing at the door, Bai Xian saw him lying on the swivel chair smoking a cigarette at a glance.

"Come in." Stuff out the cigarette butt, sit back and stare at him with a bag of materials, Yunho seems to have the result he wanted.

"Brother Hao, this is the bank's payment record. We have already found out who swallowed the money, not K." Passing the information to him, Bai Xian was the most shocked one after checking it out.

"Nikkun!" Seeing the name, Yishun was more angry than shocked Yunho, and threw the bag of documents to the corner, "Where is he now?"

"The one who stopped him at the pier at night is now in the cell." As soon as Bai Xian finished speaking, Yun Hao immediately got up and walked to the cell.

It turned out to be him!

Walking closely behind him to the cell, Bai Xian sweated secretly, not knowing what would happen to Ni Kun.

When Yunho entered the cell, Eunhyuk and others were still beating Nichkhun. Seeing them, everyone threw away the wooden sticks in their hands, "Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!"

With a gloomy face, he stopped in front of Nichkun who was tied behind his back on the chair, ignoring those subordinates, Yunho stared at the man whose nose was blue and face was swollen and bloody, and grabbed his forehead and hair vigorously, "Why?"

"..." In a trance, looking at the person in front of him with blurry red and swollen eyes, Nichkhun moved his mouth and was unable to speak.

"I asked why you swallowed money!" Lifting his forehead and pulling back his hair, Yunho hates being betrayed by someone he trusts the most!

"Yes...I'm sorry..." The words were unclear, Nichkun couldn't see his face clearly, but he was very familiar with his angry breath.

"Don't fucking tell me to apologize!" He punched his mouth so that he spit out a mouthful of blood, Yunho has always hated these three words!

"I only give you one chance, why swallow that money and why betray me"

Shaking his head, the red fluid from his gums slowly slipped down his neck from his mouth, Nichkhun's silence undoubtedly angered Yunho.

"Don't say give me the pliers," stretching out his hand for Eunhyuk to hand him the pliers, Yunho firmly clasped his jaw and lifted it.

Accompanied by heart-piercing screams, he snapped off one of his teeth, and the blood in Nichkhun's mouth immediately gushed out from his mouth.

"I'll ask again, do you want to say it?" The neurons in his brain twitched, and Yunho would not offset his mistake this time because of his previous meritorious deeds.

But he coughed hoarsely and didn't speak, Nichkhun's mouth was full of nauseating blood.

"Scissors." Words spit out between teeth, Yunho pinched his jaw and increased his strength, forcing his mouth to open wider.

His scalp was numb, he watched Eunhyuk hand him the scissors, Baekhyun knew he wanted to cut off Nichkhun's tongue.

No one dared to say anything, and no one dared to stop it.

Pointing the scissors at his mouth, just as Yunho opened the scissors mouth, a series of inexplicable mobile phone vibrations suddenly entered their ears.

Looking at each other in fear while groping their upper and lower bodies, they all found that it wasn't theirs. Only then did Eunhyuk and the others realize that it was from Nichkhun's cell phone.

Because of his torture, his mobile phone was left on the torture table next to him.

The deep pupils turned to the mobile phone little by little, and Yunho stared at it firmly.

Noticing his gaze, he immediately picked up the phone and handed it to him, Bai Xian clearly saw that a video was sent from the phone.

He took the mobile phone with one hand and clicked to receive. A boy lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen bottle inserted immediately caught Yunhao's eyes. At the same time, there were several men in black guarding the boy's hospital bed.

His pupils tightened, he glanced at Nichkhun and then watched the video, and soon another audio was sent to Nichkhun's phone.

Turn on the audio and put it to his ear, and hear the content clearly, Yunho's originally gloomy expression changed obviously.

【Nikkun, your brother will have an operation in ten days. If you want him to have a successful heart change, at the end of this month, you will put the money into the account of the branch of the Guangyu branch, you know.

Otherwise, your lovely brother will say goodbye to you because he has no heart to change...]

The veins in the hand holding the phone bulged, and looking at Ni Kun again, Yunho dropped the scissors and scolded, "Let him go."

"Ah!" Inexplicably, Eunhyuk and the others didn't react.

Here, what's the situation

It wasn't until Yunho's frightening eyes stared at him again that they hurriedly let go of Nichkhun.

"Cough..." The moment he was released, he suddenly fell to the ground and panted. Ni Kun, who had already been unconscious, looked at Yunhao's body twitching, but he didn't say anything.

Looking down at him, Yunhao still had a gloomy face, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

! This sentence suddenly appeared, and everyone was puzzled.

But Ni Kun clearly wanted to say something, but couldn't stand the pain and suddenly passed out.

Seeing him in a coma, Yunho realized what was going on and turned to Eunhyuk, "What did you feed him?"

Frightened, meeting his terrifying eyes, Eunhyuk stuttered, "Old...mouse..."

"Send it to the hospital!" Nervous, immediately roared out and almost tore him apart, Yunho almost wanted to shoot him down!

Immediately, they rushed to carry Nichkhun to the hospital, and Eunhyuk and the others were afraid that they would be eaten raw if they stayed for another second.

And watching them send people away, Bai Xian heaved a sigh of relief.

Really, my heart almost stopped... "Brother Hao...that video..."

"It's not that simple, you follow to the hospital, and Nichkhun will notify me as soon as he wakes up." He stuffed the phone into his pocket and left, leaving Bai Xian to guard Nichkhun.

Yunhao soon drove out of Qinglang.

Judging from the video and audio received by Nichkhun, he was coerced in this incident.

The other party even asked him to transfer the money he swallowed from Jeolla Daotang to Guangyutang, the purpose should be to cause internal fighting.

This matter probably has something to do with Park Yoochun.

Park, you really underestimate me, Jung Yunho!

Park Youtian

Facing the gate of Gaolan Noble Academy, he sat in the car and looked at his watch from time to time.

With one hand resting on the edge of the car window, watching the students coming out of the courtyard one after another through the sunglasses, it seemed that You Tian was waiting for someone.

And those students kept looking at him after leaving the school gate.

There were surprises, and there were discussions.

"Hey, look over there, there's a Bentley..."

"Well, the man in the car is also very handsome, I don't know which girl he is waiting for."

"Where is it! That car is often parked at the school gate, it seems to be a relative of someone in class A of the third year..."

"Class A for three years? Isn't that the class of top students? No wonder..."

From a distance, I could hear the discussions of those juniors and juniors. In the middle of the crowd, a certain teenager with slightly curly brown bangs saw a Bentley parked at the school gate as soon as he came out.

His footsteps paused, he subconsciously squeezed his satchel tightly, and still chose to turn his face away from God's eyes.

Seeing him walking away from her and going in the opposite direction of the car, one day immediately turned the car around, followed his footsteps along the street little by little, and honked the whistle several times, "Chanyeol, get in the car."

I ignored it, just quickened my pace, dragged my backpack and walked straight forward.

Even though other students passing by were looking at him strangely, the boy didn't look back.

[Beep!] He blew the whistle again and followed him to slow down the car. As far as Youtian could remember, this was not the first time.

He clutched the satchel even tighter and bit his lip, and finally trotted away. The silver pendant on Chanyeol's chest kept shaking from side to side with the violent running.

It was as if he had exhausted all his strength, trying to leave him behind all the time.

Seeing him running almost blindly, Youtian felt very uncomfortable, until he finally reached the commercial street near the college, he was still running desperately forward.

Unbearable, he stepped on the gas pedal and quickly passed him, crossing the car in the middle of the main road. Before he turned into a large shopping mall, one day blocked his way.

Staring at him with red eyes, he was a little embarrassed because of his sudden block, the chain on Chanyeol's chest was thrown behind his back during the run, he gritted his teeth and walked over the opponent's car to change direction.

"Park Chanyeol!" He took off his sunglasses and got out of the car, grabbed his sleeve and pulled it back, and he finally provoked his anger.

"Let go!" Vigorously shook off his hand and took a small step back around the car, Chanyeol was equally annoyed.

"Stop!" A low growl successfully stopped his pace, and he noticed the gazes of passers-by. He had never been so embarrassed before, "Do you hate me so much when I take you back?"

"Yes! I just hate it!" Clenching his fists and yelling back, regardless of the eyes of those passers-by, Chanyeol has hated it since the beginning of his memory, "I hate the Park family, I hate everything around me."

"I know you hate it, but now you're outside, just take it as a way to save face for me, you go home with me first..."

"I'm not going back! I just want to say in front of the whole world that I hate going back to that home!" growled, but had nowhere to vent.

Glimpsing his car, Chanyeol kicks hard at the door of his Bentley.This happens every time, he has had enough!

"I am your brother