Dedicated to the silly little white artist

250 nine

Zheng He was really shocked by Mr. Bai's terrible jealousy this time.

Before getting into the car, the men held onto Zheng He's hand tightly, enduring the effect of the tranquilizer, with the appearance of "if you dare to let go, I will die with you". Zheng He really wanted to steal it when everyone was not paying attention. Slip, seeing Mr. Bai's appearance, he obediently followed him.

The people in the car might have been frightened by what happened to Mr. Bai in the bathroom just now. Dare to speak.

"You're not allowed to leave for a while." Bai En said with his eyes closed as if he was explaining the funeral.

"Okay, okay, I won't go."

"I don't believe you." Bai En said.

"Then let the bodyguards watch me, and if they find that I'm about to escape, they'll shoot me in the leg, okay?" Zheng He stroked his big cat with a bad temper.

"Shut up!" Bai En braced himself angrily to stand up, but the next moment he covered his head and was so hurt that he couldn't move, and fell back on the bed: "Don't say that, they will really shoot."

"Okay, then I won't say anything again, just keep my mouth shut."

Bai En looked up at Zheng He, and without knowing why, he suddenly said what was in his heart: "Baby, I want to die, can you stay with me?"

Zheng He was startled, and goosebumps spread from their clasped hands all the way to his back. He froze for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay, fine... just wait for me for decades."

260

Mr. Bai went to the hospital again. Unlike before, Zheng He finally calmed down the sensitive and extreme man this time.

Negotiate as follows:

Zheng He shook Mr. Bai's hand, looked him in the eyes and asked, "Can we talk now?"

Bai En gave a soft 'hmm' and said, "I think we really need to solve some problems now."

Zheng He said: "First of all, Mr. Bai, you have to trust me, don't punish me like today without even asking me, you see." He lifted up his clothes and showed the man his belly: "It's all blue."

Bai En showed doubts.

Zheng He said angrily, "You stepped on it."

"How is it possible?" Bai En was surprised, he had never thought of hurting Zheng He, why this time...

"How is it impossible?" Zheng He said angrily, "There is still a video in the room, if you don't believe me, go and watch it yourself!"

Mr. Bai quickly hugged Zheng He, and Zheng He stretched out his hand to push him. Seeing Bai En's pale face, he couldn't bear it, so he didn't use any force, and let Bai En pull him into his arms, putting his head on his own superior.

Zheng He gritted his teeth: "Sooner or later, I have to change my soft-heartedness, or I will be eaten to death by you for the rest of my life."

Bai En didn't hear his whispering, he said: "...I'm sorry."

Zheng He reached out and patted Bai En's back, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "Forget it, you don't want to do this anyway," in fact, when he watched Bai En's feet land on his stomach, he was really very, very He is angry, but what can he do if he is angry, he doesn't want to leave Mr. Bai yet, so he can only be more tolerant and considerate if he can.

Bai En really couldn't remember what happened at that time at all. He only knew that his heart was beating fast and he finished watching the video, and then his head started to hurt violently. He wanted to go to the cabinet a few steps away from him Taking the medicine out, I didn't see what was at my feet for a moment-then I was in the hospital.

The doctor came in for regular checkups. Zheng He got down from Bai En's hospital bed, leaned over and kissed Mr. Bai's temples: "Cooperate well with the doctor. It will be noon soon. I'll go home and bring you something to eat. What do you eat?"

"Anything is fine."

Zheng He drew a range for Bai En: "Is crucian carp soup okay? Or old duck vermicelli soup."

Bai En thought for a while and asked, "Is tomato beef soup okay?"

"Of course, then I'm leaving and I'll be back later." Zheng He nodded to the doctor and walked out. When he was about to leave the gate, he turned his head with a heartbeat. As expected, he saw Bai En standing by the window looking at him from a distance, and hurriedly Waved Bai En to hurry back to the hospital bed.

Bai En smiled, the powerlessness left by the medicine made him barely stand up, and he couldn't even send Zheng He downstairs, which disappointed him.

260 one

The doctor opened the medical record, found a seat, sat down, and asked, "Does your head hurt?"

"It's okay." Bai En couldn't find a stool, so he took off his shoes and sat on the bed, half-supporting his body to answer.

In fact, according to the normal model, Bai En would be isolated or tied up with a stretch belt, but the doctor has been with Mr. Bai for almost eight years, and he knows the characteristics of this patient very well. He can even assert that if Bai En's mental state is a little bit deviated, those people who spend taxpayers' money to eat steak with red wine will definitely not be like they are now. So leisurely.

"I checked your physical condition. It should not be like this. Can you tell me what was different about you before the onset of the disease? Or psychologically."

Bai En said frankly: "I saw someone kiss Zheng He, and then my heart beat fast, and then I should have passed out."

The doctor thought for a while: "Is Zheng He the one who walked out just now?"

"Yes," Bai En added, "he is my lover."

The doctor looked at the man speechlessly: "Don't tell me that it's because of such a trivial matter that you made such a fuss."

Bai En didn't understand: "My lover was kissed by someone other than 'me', is this a trivial matter? He is mine."

The doctor raised his forehead: "Hey, relax, sir... Well, maybe being cuckolded is indeed a big thing, but I just saw Mr. Zheng's attitude towards you, and I can be sure that Mr. Zheng is absolutely Won't betray you or..."

Bai En interrupted him: "I believe that baby will not betray me."

The doctor asked: "Then what are you worried about? It will induce fainting."

Bai En pursed his lips, and turned to the side unnaturally: "I think... I might be jealous."

doctor:"……"

"Dangdang."

The nurse knocked on the door and came in, whispering: "Doctor, has the medicine been prescribed?"

The doctor directly tore off the medicine list that had been written on the list before entering the door, and said to Mr. Bai: "I don't think any medicine can cure your illness. You need to be broad-minded."

"I will," Bai En thought for a while, and then said: "But I still can't stand Zheng He being too close to others."

"Do as you please." The doctor almost gave up on himself: "If this continues, unless you lock Zheng He up, or you will go crazy yourself, go ask your psychiatrist, I can't do anything about it."

The door is closed.

Bai En leaned on the bedside table and looked up at the ceiling.

His chestnut hair was spread out in a mess, and a few strands were still hanging on his forehead. His complexion was very fair, and the deep eye sockets made the dark circles under his eyes less obvious.At this moment, Bai En's mood is just like his appearance, facing a precarious loss of control.

"Locked up?" he said to himself. "Sounds good."

260 two

The ward was quiet. Bai En's feet were tied to the bed, and the elbows of his stomach and arms were tied to the bed with elastic belts. It looked particularly awkward, especially when the man had his eyes open and was arranging work for Sang Bei with a serious face. A comparison of attitudes.

Sitting next to him, Zheng He peeled apples like a little daughter-in-law, then cut the apples into pieces with a knife, placed them on a plate, and asked, "Have something to eat?"

Bai En shook his head: "Don't eat."

"Oh," Zheng He politely took a small fork and poked a piece into his mouth. After a while, he said, "It tastes good." Then he poked a piece into Mr. Bai's mouth. Bai Enzheng and Sang Bei was concentrating on the discussion and ate it unconsciously. Zheng He stared at Bai En as he swallowed the apple and fed another piece.

Bai En opened his mouth, and suddenly realized what he was doing, and stared fixedly at Zheng He's flattering face, to see if he ate the apple.

Sang Bei asked: "Mr. Bai, do you think it's necessary to have the doctor check it again now?"

Bai En said calmly: "Do you think I need to be discharged from the hospital to solve this matter myself, or is it that my subordinates are so useless?"

"This has nothing to do with our usefulness." Sang Bei and Mr. Bai fought wits and courage: "You are the boss, and BEACHER belongs to your family. Even if we can solve this matter, the other party will definitely put pressure on us. It's not the best way for us."

"I'm in the hospital." Mr. Bai said with a cold face.

Although Zheng He never participated in Mr. Bai's work, he couldn't help saying: "Yes, Mr. Bai is still sick, can't you think of other ways?"

Sang Bei said calmly: "Young Master Bai, as the boss of BEACHER, you have to take responsibility. We people rely on you to survive."

Bai En looked at Sang Bei.

Sang Bei continued: "It's useless to see me, hurry up and cooperate with the treatment and leave the hospital in time. I have already worked overtime for more than 40 hours. I need a soft pillow and a bathroom."

Zheng He suddenly felt that Mr. Bai was a little too much, but he didn't dare to say it.

"How about this," Mr. Bai said to Sang Bei, "I'll transfer BEACHER and give you a permanent vacation. What do you think?"

Zheng He looked sideways at Mr. Bai.

Sang Bei said: "Stop being petty, okay? Even if you want to sell it, no one has the guts to buy it."

"Then what do you say?" Bai En snorted coldly, and took Zheng He's hand: "I need to rest, now."

Sang Bei's face obviously twitched a few times.

Bai En suddenly laughed and said, "Oh. I heard that Xue Qinghe is still at your house, right?"

Sang Bei looked at Bai En cautiously.

Mr. Bai said: "I can let him move out."

"Deal!" Sang Bei said immediately. After a pause, he probably felt that he spoke too quickly, and then said, "Uh...I mean, you really should take more rest."

Bai En smiled: "Go back, I will try to help you solve it as soon as possible."