Crossflow

Just as Tao Fengche expected, the head nurse and the nurses in the lead brought them bottles of water one by one. Tao Fengche reached out to take it, and casually put it on the stool next to him, not intending to drink it.

The head nurse was also sensible, and left with the little nurse after distributing the water, without saying a word of nonsense. In contrast, the little nurse was obviously more curious, and kept looking at his waist.

Tao Fengche knew what she was looking at - there was a pure black magnum kitty pinned there.

According to the laws of Jiuzhou, citizens of the country who have reached the age of [-] can obtain a gun license, and the application conditions for a pistol license are very strict.Tao Fengche is not yet an adult and has not produced pheromones. When the little nurse approached him just now, his eyes widened suddenly, and he probably discovered this too.

But Tao Fengche didn't care, even if the other party really planned to call the police to arrest him for illegally holding a gun... After all, his surname is Tao.

The two elevators stopped at this floor almost at the same time, the one going down was empty, and two nurses walked in; the one going up was indeed fully loaded, the door of the elevator opened slowly, and the hospital director was full all here.

Several of the principals who came to visit were old friends with the Tao family. Normally, Tao Fengche would have to chat with his uncle for a long time, but today he really didn't have the mood to talk about these scenes, so he just played with his hands wearily. The gun on the gun, occasionally answering a few words.Xu Song saw his impatience and took over the burden of entertainment in time.

Fortunately, the directors came here today just to show their attitude, after a few simple words, they found a seat beside them, and waited quietly for a result with Tao Fengche.

At ten past three, Zhao Jiayang finally arrived.

He is in his early thirties, but he looks like he is only in his early thirties. Even though there are still hickey marks on his neck and the shirt on his body is a little messy, it still does not detract from his handsomeness.

"Little Che." He came over in a hurry without any entourage, and as soon as they met, he reached out and rubbed Tao Fengche's head.

Probably because of the intense love affair he had just experienced, the smell on Zhao Jiayang's body was very messy. Apart from his own and his lover's pheromones, Tao Fengche could also identify the smell of his usual body wash.

Looks like he just took a shower.

Tao Fengche let out a long breath, let Zhao Jiayang move, but when he raised his head, he inadvertently caught a pinhole on his wrist—it was very small, hidden under the watch chain, and it was only exposed to Tao Fengche's when Zhao Jiayang stretched out his hand. In view.

In the blink of an eye, Tao Fengche understood the reason why Zhao Jiayang looked so satisfied—he had taken an alpha neurostimulant again.

This is a potion produced by a research institute affiliated with the Tao family. It contains ingredients similar to the special pheromone produced by omega during estrus, which can greatly stimulate alpha's central nervous system.But taking this stuff for a long time can easily lead to organ diseases, and even mental problems in serious cases. It is a downright banned drug, and it is only circulated on the black market.

The medicines supplied by the research institute to Zhao Jiayang are naturally different from those low-end products circulating on the black market, and the side effects are greatly reduced, but they are not non-existent.

More importantly, this medicine will have a certain impact on lifespan.

This is different from the issue of personal style, it is a complete indifference to one's own life.Chu Yin didn't have any children before, so it was really painful for him to treat Tao Fengche as his own son. Even if it was just for his sake, Tao Fengche couldn't helplessly watch Zhao Jiayang ruin his body like this.

Tao Fengche was about to speak to dissuade him, but the door of the operating room opened.

The directors of various departments who were urgently called back to the hospital for surgery came out one by one, all looking tired, the one in the lead slowly shook his head, and several deans immediately closed their eyes severely.

Tao Fengche stood up abruptly.

He couldn't stand still for a while, and his whole body seemed a little shaky. Fortunately, Zhao Jiayang who was next to him supported him in time, so that he didn't let him kneel on the ground.

Tao Fengche's footsteps were weak, as if he was stepping in the mud, he walked slowly to the rolled out operating bed, lifted the white sheet with shaking hands, and took a look.

The old man was not old at all.

Tao Zhixing is 45 years old this year, just in his prime, only a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes reveal his true age.Most of Tao Fengche's sought-after appearance comes from him.Except for the slightly drooping eyes inherited from their mother, the two father and son were almost carved out of the same mold.

It's just that he has an old-fashioned style and is extremely stubborn, so Tao Fengche secretly called him an old man. Tao Zhixing knew about this, but he was not very angry. This powerful godfather always needs to be more patient when dealing with his beloved son .

It was also because of this that Tao Fengche couldn't accept this cruel reality.

Yesterday, he slapped the table and quarreled with himself because of filling in the volunteer application. Why did the person who was full of anger disappear so suddenly?

"Dad." He opened his mouth and shouted, his voice was very soft, and he didn't wait for an answer.He opened his hand, as if he wanted to hold something, but he only held a ball of air.

Xu Song turned around, not daring to look any further, Zhao Jiayang clenched his fist hard, then loosened it dejectedly, and finally just stretched out his hand to tuck the bed sheet for Tao Zhixing.

"Uncle, I don't have a father anymore." Tao Fengche said in a daze, as if talking to himself, but also as if confirming.

"There's still uncle, there's still uncle here." Zhao Jiayang's eyes were red, and he hugged the boy who lost his father into his arms, "Cry, just cry out."

Tears finally welled up in Tao Fengche's eyes.

He cried miserably, tears flowed out like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, Zhao Jiayang stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Jiayang knew him well. Tao Fengche had well-developed tear glands since he was a child, and he didn't know how long he would have to cry for this drastic change. But to his surprise, Tao Fengche's crying gradually stopped within 5 minutes.

Having lost his father's protection, he is no longer the child who can cry unscrupulously and willfully.

He was forced to grow up very fast.

Tao Fengche took the handkerchief from Xu Song and wiped away the tears on his face, then imitated what Zhao Jiayang did just now, and tucked the bed sheet tightly for Tao Zhixing.

He had never served anyone before, and his movements were very jerky. Tao Zhixing's right hand hung down from the bed because of this clumsy movement.Tao Fengche didn't care about anything else, he quickly grabbed it and put it back on the bed.

In an instant, Tao Fengche's pupils dilated rapidly - Tao Zhixing's right thumb was empty.

What about the wrench?