I can't cure this patient! [Quick Transmigration]

Hao You's heart was exhausted.

Sometimes he would think, if there was no such a person as Yan Shen in his life, would his life be much happier?

But life can’t be rewinded. Friends who have been playing sand sculptures for more than ten years can’t just throw them in the trash can, so the strong Hao You told himself not to argue with sand sculptures. After tidying up his broken glass heart, Show a warm and amiable smile to the friend who is suffering from illness, and signal: "Dude, come here."

Yan Shen took a look at him, and put his precious head close to the car window.

The friend bent down slightly, and whispered in his ear: "It's time to take medicine, Mr. Yan, who released his personal doctor, has your doctor called you yet?"

Yan Shen: "..."

Because the thinking jump and excitement were too serious, and after the meeting, almost all thoughts were occupied by the black-haired young man, so except for the moment when he made the agreement, he never thought of that he should still be waiting for him in the hospital at this time doctor.

Yan Shen frowned, and subconsciously raised his wrist to look at the time on the watch, but found that it was not too much, just 2 minutes past the agreed time.

Mr. Yan, who is always strict and punctual no matter what he does: "..."

"Let's be more restrained." Hao You reached out to pat him on the shoulder, looked a little more serious, and said, "You still look young."

Although the initiative of the little newcomer was completely different from his appearance, he was amazed, but no matter what, that small body couldn't stand the toss. If Yan Shen couldn't control himself, he might be right. It would be too much for someone to cause any irreversible psychological or physical harm.

Hearing Hao You's pointed words, Yan Shen's eyebrows instantly sank.

Because of the possibility of losing their minds and entering an uncontrollable state, patients with bipolar disorder are actually not advised to get along too closely with others during the onset.

Especially when he is in a position of absolute strength, the risk of danger for those who get too close to him will increase exponentially.

He's a non-compliance hazard ready to explode in bright sunlight at any moment.

Do not get too close.

—this is the bondage his illness imposes on him.

Although a voice whispered in his heart that it would not hurt anyway, the bright red marks on the young man's wrist that he had just licked still reminded him of what he did just now.

Now he can still be said to have a remnant of reason, and he has already left such traces on young people, so he has no qualifications to guarantee what will happen when he can't even keep this bit of reason.

The darkness in Yan Shen's eyes intensified again, he turned his head to Hao You's direction again, his eyelashes were closed, and he tried his best not to let the black-haired young man sitting beside him see his ugly face.

Looking at his friend who finally woke up from the state of pink bubbles all over his body, Hao You paused for a moment, moved closer, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "...see a doctor first, All right?"

I don't know how long it took before Yan Shen nodded in a subtle way.

Hao You straightened up, and before he said goodbye, he worriedly said: "Goodbye, keep in touch, and remember to reply to the text message."

Yan Shen still nodded silently.

After Hao You left, he took advantage of closing the window to adjust the expression on his face before turning his head to look at the black-haired young man who was quietly waiting beside him.

While he was talking with his friend, the black-haired young man just sat there without making a fuss. When he looked over, he slightly bent the corners of his eyes, and there was a little bit of rubbing in his clear black eyes. Very fragmented starlight.

Su Duan was indeed too quiet and obedient, even if he was forced, pulled by him, or left aside by him, he was not annoyed at all, and even smiled at him without a long memory.

Although the smile was indeed very faint and fleeting, it was unexpectedly sweet to Mr. Yan's heart, and a small shining star was planted in a place full of darkness and mud.

He was obviously so thin that he was almost thin, but he seemed to be able to tolerate all his impulses and shortcomings by accident.

...wrapped warmly.

Tightening the corners of his lips, he took out a tissue and wiped it on the young man's wrist that he had repeatedly licked countless times. Yan Shen lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the light blue blood vessels inside the young man's wrist, and asked in a low voice: " Where do you live? Let the driver take you back later."

However, the person whose wrist was held by him paused for a moment, and then said, "I won't go back."

not going back.

Do you mean to stay by his side?

Although he was very moved by the meaning of the black-haired youth's words, Mr. Yan hesitated for half a minute, and continued to insist in a low voice: "Go back first, I promise I will find you after a while, okay?"

As long as he cooperates with the treatment, his condition can be controlled within a month if there are no accidents, and he can basically recover the thinking ability of a normal person. At that time, if he takes the black-haired youth to his side, he will be much safer...

"not good."

Before he could wait, a more succinct rejection than his suddenly came from in front of him.

The action of wiping the young man's wrist suddenly stopped, Yan Shen raised his head, looked into the young man's black eyes that had been washed with water, and read the obvious seriousness in it.

...It should be because he has not realized how dangerous he is now, so he refused so simply.

Not wanting to put the fact that he is mentally ill in front of the black-haired young man, Yan Shen tried his best to use some vague words: "I have some urgent matters to be busy these days, and I don't have much free time in the next month, so for the time being I can't accompany you."

"Don't worry about work matters. I will arrange someone to help you. This is my private mobile phone number. You can call me directly if you have anything to do." Yan Shen then added.

Although he has a good impression of the black-haired young man, he has not forgotten the identities of the two people - a celebrity and an investor.

Of course, according to the normal development, it should be the star and the gold master now.

As a qualified funder, of course, he has to help his little star solve all work problems.

However, the soft-looking young man is extremely principled. Although he accepted his mobile phone number, he still refused the proposal of separation, with seriousness in his dark eyes, and said, "Don't send me away, I'm very good." .”

It can also heal you.

"..." Yan Shen opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, only felt his heart slam down again.

It was a mess that was about to collapse.

Stretching out his hands to pinch the thin chin of the black-haired young man, Yan Shen lowered his head, moved his face close to Su Duan's face only one fist away, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you like me?"

Having experienced so many worlds, Su Duan has no obstacles in expressing his love for his lover, so he wanted to nod without hesitation.

It's just that his chin was pinched and he couldn't move. To show his approval, Su Duan had no choice but to flap his slender crow feathers like a small fan, and blinked hard several times.

Yan Shen moved his face closer, and then asked, each word escaped from his throat: "What do you like about me?"

The scorching breath from the man's mouth brushed over the tip of Su Duan's nose, and he blinked uncontrollably because of the itchiness.

Although he was sure when he answered that he liked it, Su Duan couldn't quite figure out what he liked specifically for a while.

For a Poria that has lived much less time in human form than in plant form, the fact of exploring the source of liking is too deep.

In fact, it is probably only the first world that can really be said to fall in love slowly, and in every subsequent encounter, the emotion of liking someone has been strengthened through continuous repetition, and has already formed a habit that cannot be changed.

In every world, as long as this person appears in front of him, the feeling of liking will naturally flow from the bottom of his heart and be contained between his lips and teeth.

So even every small movement of the other party becomes observable.

These subtle emotions are messy and stacked together. It is really difficult for Little Tudou, who has so far mainly expressed his emotions by kissing and hugging, to express them accurately.

When Su Duan was seriously thinking about how to answer, his hesitant look fell into Yan Shen's eyes, but it carried another meaning.

Mr. Yan, who was fortunate enough to have read a few copies of the president's article on nurturing routines, gave a low smile and asked ambiguously, "Is it money or my face?"