The president is dying every day

Ren Chuan looked at the pack of sanitary napkins, his scalp tingling with embarrassment, and he looked at Jiang Huan, "Tell me, the supermarket owner told you that I need this when I'm hospitalized?"

Jiang Huan didn't know what was going on, "I..."

Ren Chuan threw the sanitary napkin on Jiang Huan's face, "What the hell did you tell someone!"

Jiang Huan was wronged, how did he know that the delivery bag was full of sanitary napkins, "I don't have..."

"An explanation is a cover-up, a cover-up is the fact, and the fact is the fact!" Ren Chuan roared, "Jiang Huan! I'm not done with you!"

Just like that, Jiang Huan was kicked out of the ward by Ren Chuan, throwing out all the pots and pans he bought and ten delivery bags.

Jiang Huan: "..."

He is so wronged.

Ren Chuan was so angry that the incisions were hurting along with it. Damn it, Jiang Huan, this doggy man, let him ascend to heaven!

Cui Minghao, who was on duty at night, knew from his colleagues that Ren Chuan was hospitalized for surgery, so he took a special look at it, and knocked on the door of the ward out of politeness.

Ren Chuan didn't even look at it, and roared angrily: "You still have the face to appear in front of me! Get out of here!"

Cui Minghao: "???"

Ren Chuan has become more courageous.

"Who are you scolding?" Cui Minghao walked into the ward with his hands in his pockets, condescendingly glanced at Ren Chuan who was lying on the bed immobile, "It seems that he is quite energetic, and he won't die for a while."

Ren Chuan didn't expect Cui Minghao to walk in, "It's you."

Cui Minghao frowned, "Who else but me?"

Ren Chuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "There is another dog man."

Cui Minghao pulled out a chair, sat down beside the hospital bed, first took out his mobile phone and clicked on Ren Chuan, and then sent it to the small group, @zhukaifeng, and asked him to come and watch quickly.

"Fuck!" Zhu Kaifeng was brought out by Aite, "I'm hospitalized!"

He sent a voice, "Wait for brother! I'll go there!"

Ren Chuan was moved to tears, this earth-shattering friendship, as expected, the only reliable people in this world are brothers!

Half an hour later, Zhu Kaifeng arrived with a lot of packages in his hand.

Ren Chuan felt embarrassed, "Come here, what do you bring?"

Cui Minghao glanced at Zhu Kaifeng, like an underground party joint, "Did you bring everything?"

Zhu Kaifeng patted himself on the chest, "Don't worry, I'll do things reliably!"

They took out the same thing from the bag, spicy crayfish, fried chicken, abalone rice, hot and sour noodles, fat beef in sour soup...

What's more, a table of hot pot was set up in the ward!

The hot pot was gurgling, the ward was filled with spicy and delicious aroma, and the dishes gathered the essence of the north and the south, as if it was Chinese New Year.

Cui Minghao raised his glass first, "Come on! Let us commemorate this great moment!"

I wish Kaifeng and him a toast, "May Ren Chuan have a spirit in heaven and rest in peace!"

Ren Chuan: "..."

Fuck, there's no more love in this world.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't let Ren Chuan serve on the table, and gave him a pair of chopsticks.

Just as Ren Chuan wanted to grab some fat beef, Cui Minghao snatched it away, "You can't eat fat beef now."

Ren Chuan went to get wide noodles, Zhu Kaifeng took them away, "You can't eat wide noodles now."

He went to get the spicy crayfish, and the two of them shared them immediately, "No! You can't eat it!"

"Fuck!" Ren Chuan dropped his chopsticks, "Then what can I eat now!"

Cui Minghao gave him a bottle of Wahaha, plugged in a straw, "This."

Ren Chuan: "..."

He wants to quit the group.

Cui Minghao and Zhu Kaifeng not only ate hot pot, but also ate a variety of dishes, with vivid images, showing Ren Chuan a taste of China from multiple angles of color and fragrance.

Ren Chuan: The person has passed away.

That night, Jiang Huan posted a circle of friends of Ren Chuan on his WeChat account.

"My friends, you don't need to give it away. The person has been cremated and is on the way [smile]"

Jiang Huan was startled, what happened to Ren Chuan?

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well, Ren Chuan's 360 ways to die appeared in his mind, and he woke up alive in the morning.

He sat up and touched the cold sweat on his forehead, his heart was still beating, and he felt out of breath.

He found that he cared too much about Ren Chuan.

It can't go on like this.

Jiang Huan let out a sigh of relief and called Zhong Nian, "Help me contact a psychiatrist."

Zhong Nian replied: "Okay."

After a pause, Jiang Huan added, "It is best to be a doctor who has experience in getting along with the same sex."

This was too tactful, Zhong Nian translated it by himself, Jiang Huan probably wanted to mediate the family conflict with Ren Chuan.

So he contacted Jiang Huan, a gold-medal therapist, who helped [-] married housewives solve their psychological and physical problems, and he was called a friend of women.

Zhong Nian also specifically told the therapist that their CEO likes men.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Huan came to the psychological clinic according to the appointment time.

The trainer is a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, looking at Jiang Huan with a proper smile, "Welcome, may I ask what confusion you have recently?"

Jiang Huan stammered, "That's right... I have a cousin..."

"Uh..." the therapist smiled, pointing to his medical license, "This is my proof, with me, you can speak freely and open your heart."

"Okay." Jiang Huan took a deep breath and looked at him, "My cousin..."

Conditioner: "..."

"My cousin had an accident at home, so he pretended to have cancer, was admitted to the hospital, and met someone." Jiang Huan was a little embarrassed, "They... are inseparable every day, very close."

"Oh." The therapist pushed his eyes, he is very experienced in this, "Then does your cousin have a family?"

Jiang Huan immediately shook his head, "No."

The trainer asked again, "Does the other party have a family?"

Jiang Huan thought for a while, then shook his head, "Not at all."

"Then this is a normal relationship." The bartender looked at Jiang Huan, "You don't need to have any psychological burden."

Jiang Huan almost bit his own tongue, "It's my cousin..."

The conditioner lost his temper, "Okay, it's your cousin, so there is no need to have any psychological burden."

"But..." Jiang Huan continued, "They are two men, they eat and live together every day..."

The conditioner asked, "Then what does your cousin dislike?"

Jiang Huan shook his head, "No."

He leaned forward with his upper body and leaned closer to the trainer's ear, and it was even more difficult to say, "It's...very excited."

The trainer looked at Jiang Huan, he didn't look like he had insufficient IQ, he was a CEO anyway, he coughed twice, and asked Jiang Huan: "Then have you considered, is this a kind of liking?"

Jiang Huan was stunned immediately, "No...impossible..."

He couldn't hide Ren Chuan's attraction to him, but he couldn't accept a man's love. What's more, judging from the situation of the two of them now, it was impossible for Ren Chuan to like him anymore.

Thinking that Ren Chuan didn't like him, Jiang Huan suddenly became depressed, "I may have lost the chance to stay by his side."

It seemed that there was a conflict, the therapist sat up straight, "May I ask what happened?"

"He knew I was pretending to be sick." Jiang Huan cried, "We had a big fight."

The quarrels were still trivial, and the therapist suggested, "Maybe you can soften your attitude, apologize to him, or help him with some things."

It really helped, Jiang Huan raised his head, "He's sick, I'll take him to the hospital..."

The conditioner nodded, which is fine.

"...but I bought him ten labor packages, and he kicked me out right away."

Conditioner: "..."

Jiang Huan looked at the therapist unwillingly, "Look, can I still be saved?"

"Eh..." the therapist wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Although the possibility of surviving is not high, it can still be rescued."

He coughed twice and cleared his throat, "I don't think the other party has feelings for you, so you can fully demonstrate your charm to attract him and let him come to you."

"Yes!" Jiang Huan suddenly realized, why didn't he think of it earlier!

He was about to rush out in a hurry, "Thank you doctor, it's really enlightening!"

The cook snorted, picked up the teacup and blew on the hot air, and murmured, "Love, isn't it just a circle."

In the evening, when Ren Chuan came back from the hospital, he took four or five bottles of anti-inflammatory drugs, and the back of his hand was bruised, but it was much better than when he pretended to be sick and got a dozen needles from the nurse.

Walking to the door of the house and touching his pocket, Ren Chuan remembered that he was carried out by Jiang Huan without the key at all.

He could only call the butler and ask him to send him a spare key.

Jiang Huan saw Ren Chuan standing at the door waiting through the cat's eyes.

He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and walked around in front of the full-length mirror to make sure he was handsome enough.

He was wearing a casual embroidered suit, a pair of pearl Monk shoes on his feet, a simple white shirt inside, no tie, two collars were untied, exposing a small piece of chest.

He sprayed a little citrus-scented perfume on himself, prepared himself, and opened the door of the house.

A faint citrus fragrance floated into his nose, and Ren Chuan knew it must be Jiang Huan without thinking. He didn't want to see him now, so he snorted coldly and looked away.

Jiang Huan: "???"

Is it because you are not attractive enough?

He hurried home and changed into a motorcycle jacket with a baseball sweater. He looked youthful and cool.

Opening the door again, Ren Chuan still didn't even look at it.

Jiang Huan: "..."

It must be the fault of the clothes.

Jiang Huan closed the door again and went back to change clothes.

Back and forth, back and forth, the door opens and closes, closes and opens again, over and over again, very annoying.

When Jiang Huan came out again, Ren Chuan finally became angry, "What the hell are you doing!"

How could Jiang Huan say that he was doing it specifically to attract Ren Chuan's attention? He turned to look at the doorknob, thinking, "Hmm...my doorknob seems to be broken, let me see if I can fix it."

Ren Chuan: "..."

Fix a doorknob and change seven outfits?

This fucking is playing Miracle Nuan Nuan!

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Mr. Jiang always spares no effort in courting death.