Paranoid Love

There is no impenetrable wall in the prison, and the story of Han Qiuming offending the mad dog spread throughout Building B within a few days.

Rubbing his sore arm, Han Qiuming knelt down helplessly to pick up the knocked-over object. The person who hit him was pulled away before he could make any further movements. Han Qiuming continued to pick up the object without raising his head.

"Qiu, let me tell you why you are so stupid." A sigh sounded above Han Qiuming's head, and one person squatted down to pick up things that fell on the ground with Han Qiuming.

"Thanks, Billy." Han Qiuming took the things from Billy's hand and smiled at him.

"I always thought you were very smart, but I didn't expect that even if you were as smart as you would do such a stupid thing, or...do you really like that kid?" Billy looked puzzled.

Han Qiuming smiled, but said nothing.

"We are all worried about you, you should join us so that Brand can protect you." Billy said the purpose of this time.

"Tell Brand not to worry too much about me. Even if Mad Dog annoys me, he won't dare to do too much. I will take care of those little troubles myself." Han Qiuming shook his head and declined Billy's proposal.

Billy did not get this result by accident. Although Han Qiuming seemed like a good old man, he was extremely firm in certain principles.

Patting Han Qiuming on the shoulder, Billy looked helpless.

The reason why the four major gangs have been able to live in peace and maintain a delicate balance is because they all abide by a set of tacit rules, and one of them is that if someone without factions offends one of them, the other factions This is why Brand asked Billy to persuade Han Qiuming to join them. As long as Han Qiuming did not join them for a day, they would not be able to give him asylum in a fair manner.

Brand could break this rule, but what would follow would be a fight between him and Mad Dog. He couldn't take the lives of so many people who followed him as a joke.

In the following days, Han Qiuming was injured several times, big and small, but after all, Han Qiuming's status in this prison is delicate, and many people in the Mad Dog gang have received his favor, so they didn't do too much.

But when An Sheng saw the injury on Han Qiuming's body, his eyes were red.

"Qiu, let me take you to the infirmary."

"It's such a small wound, I'll just take care of it myself." Han Qiuming didn't dare to let Phoebe know that he was being bullied, otherwise he would have to fall out.

"I'm sorry, I caused you so much trouble." An Sheng felt extremely guilty. If it wasn't for him, Han Qiuming would still be living a happy life like a duck to water.

"It's just a small trouble, I didn't take it to heart at all, but you, didn't you get bullied?" Now that he has decided to protect An Sheng, Han Qiuming will not regret it no matter how much he is hurt, after all, this is his own choice .

"No, they haven't bothered me lately."

"That's good." Han Qiuming nodded, but then became annoyed again.

They still have to stay in prison for several years. If this trouble is not resolved, it will not be a solution for a long time.

Seeing Han Qiuming's troubled look, An Sheng opened his mouth, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't say anything, and got up to find some medicine to treat Han Qiuming's wound.

"Ah, it hurts." Han Qiuming, who was deep in thought, was startled by the tingling pain in his hand and yelled.

"Did I strike too hard!" An Sheng immediately withdrew his hand in fright, and looked at Han Qiuming cautiously.

"No, I was scared." Han Qiuming smiled at An Sheng, trying to reassure him, "Continue to apply the medicine."

Although Han Qiuming said it was okay, An Sheng's movements became more cautious.

Pulling up the sleeves of Han Qiuming, An Sheng's hands were tightly clasped together, his lowered face was full of tangles, and after struggling for a long time, he finally asked the question that had been hidden in his heart: "Qiu, why did you treat me so hard?" so good?"

"Hmm...why?" Han Qiuming pursed his lips, wondering if he should say it.

Han Qiuming doesn't like to talk about himself with others. Firstly, his status is a bit embarrassing. He is afraid of bringing trouble to his brother. Secondly, he knows very well that it is easier to protect himself if others are unpredictable.

But... An Sheng is different.Seeing the young man looking at him with eyes full of anxiety and expectation, Han Qiuming smiled. He felt that there was nothing wrong with letting An Sheng understand him.

"Probably because you look so much like my idiot brother." Han Qiuming finally said, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "Obviously he is a brother, but he looks thinner than me, with a cute and pitiful appearance, which makes people worry .”

"So you have an older brother." An Sheng asked enthusiastically. He knew that Han Qiuming was a very defensive person. This can be seen from the fact that no one in the entire prison knew who he was. Once he was willing to be with others Telling about himself means that he trusts that person, and this realization makes An Sheng very happy.

"Yes, our parents passed away very early, and my brother and I depend on each other for life, so we have a very good relationship."

"Then do you still have contact now? I've never seen him visit you."

"I didn't let him come." Han Qiuming smiled, "Prison will scare my delicate brother."

"Then don't you miss him?"

"Of course I want to. Well, I'm only showing it to you." Han Qiuming secretly took out a photo from under his pillow.

In the photo, two teenagers of similar age are smiling at the camera. The Han Qiuming in the photo is so different from the current him that An Sheng could hardly recognize him. I dare say the other one is Han Qiuming.

In the photo, Han Qiuming has a handsome and handsome face, which is completely different from the appearance of the sloppy uncle now.

It's really weird, how did it grow up like this?An Sheng was secretly surprised.

But what surprised An Sheng even more was that the two people in the photo were clearly brothers, but they felt completely different. One was reserved and shy, and the other was lazy and uninhibited. Only the gentleness that overflowed between the eyebrows was exactly the same.

That's... An Sheng felt that Han Qiuming's brother looked very familiar, so he couldn't help frowning and thinking hard. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he showed an expression of enlightenment. Although he was much younger than now, An Sheng still recognized the other boy in the photo It is Han Xiayi, the most famous lawyer in the United States today.

They turned out to be brothers?Anson was surprised.

"What's the matter?" Seeing An Sheng staring at the photo in a daze, Han Qiuming showed a puzzled expression for a while, and then suddenly realized, and couldn't help reaching out and waving in front of his eyes.

"Nothing." An Sheng smiled shyly, hiding his surprise well, "I just think your brother is pretty."

Seeing someone praise his brother, Han Qiuming seemed very happy, and he also praised An Sheng without hesitation: "You too."

"Really?" An Sheng's eyes sparkled slightly, and he blurted out, "What about you? Do you like me?"

"I like it, you are just like my younger brother." Han Qiuming nodded without hesitation without hearing the true meaning of An Sheng's words.

younger brother?An Sheng was immediately discouraged, he didn't want to be a younger brother.

Feeling a little tired, Han Qiuming didn't have the desire to continue chatting, he yawned and said, "I'm tired, you should go to bed early too, good night."

"Good night."

An Sheng who climbed into bed did not fall asleep immediately, he was waiting.After the sound of steady breathing came from getting out of bed, he jumped out of bed silently like a cat. Through the dim light in the corridor, he silently watched Han Qiuming's sleeping face. It took a long time before he made the next move. .

He bent down and gently kissed Han Qiuming's lips.

In the silent night, no one saw the wolf-like ruthless light in the eyes of this beautiful young man.

I want this guy.Anson said to himself.

Mad Dog feels very unhappy that his subordinates failed to teach Han Qiuming a good lesson. Although Han Qiuming has injuries every day, those are just innocuous minor injuries. The prisoners in Building B were helping Han Qiuming avoid their harm intentionally or unintentionally, which annoyed Mad Dog even more. He felt that his prestige in Building B had been greatly challenged, and a rebellious psychology sprouted in his heart. Let him hurt Han Qiuming, so he has to teach him a lesson!

But before the mad dog took action, someone couldn't help but trouble Han Qiuming because of his minor injuries.

Seeing Brand blocking his way, Mad Dog laughed nervously.

"Don't go too far, Mad Dog." Brand didn't bother to talk nonsense with Mad Dog, and directly explained his purpose.

"Why? I can't bear it? I feel bad?" Mad Dog laughed loudly, "Brand, you bastard, no one even knows what's going on in your mind."

Brand, who was said to be in pain, turned ugly, and he lowered his face and snorted coldly. "That's my business, you have nothing to do with it."

"That's right, how I treat Qiu is also my business, so you don't care about it, or... do you want to break the rules here for him?" Mad Dog was very interested, he had already disliked Brand, I wanted to find a chance to fix him up. If he took the initiative to provoke, the form would be much more beneficial to him.

Although Mad Dog is a lunatic, he is a lunatic who can calmly analyze the situation, and such a lunatic is often the scariest.

Brand is not an idiot either, so naturally he would not easily say that kind of troublesome thing, he just warned the mad dog again, "Don't go too far in everything, Qiu is not someone you can move casually." Ignore the mad dog again, and take people away directly.

Watching Brand go away, Mad Dog's smile became sinister.

If you don't let me move, I want to move. I want to see what you can do to me.

"Send the word, stop being polite to Han Qiuming, or you will bear the consequences."

"Boss, this is not very good. After all, Qiu is very popular here. If we go too far, will it cause public outrage?" Mad Dog's subordinate expressed his concern.

"Fart! Everyone won't let me touch him, so I just want to. I want to see what the consequences will be!" The mad dog who was warned and suppressed again and again was completely angry.

Han Qiuming is small, what he wants is to let the people behind Han Qiuming see that his mad dog is not so easy to mess with!

"Yes." Afraid of offending the moody boss, Mad Dog's subordinates had no choice but to take orders.

Mad Dog is an impatient person. He said that if he wants to teach Han Qiuming a lesson, he will see the result immediately.

The soup bucket made of metal falls to the ground and sends out!When there was a loud noise, the prisoners who were chatting in line suddenly fell silent.

They stared blankly at Han Qiuming who was standing at the front of the line and was splashed all over with a big bucket of hot soup, and they were all dumbfounded.

"Autumn!" An Sheng, who was being protected by Han Qiuming, yelled, and hurriedly pushed him away. When he saw that Han Qiuming's naked skin was burned red, he didn't dare to reach out to touch him.

Hiss──pain pain pain!Han Qiuming couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, why didn't he think the soup was so hot before, such a big bucket of hot soup could almost boil a person.

"What are you in a daze for? Prison guard, send him to the infirmary!" Brand, the first to recover, immediately pushed away the crowd, ran to Han Qiuming's side, picked him up, and rushed out.

After being yelled at, the prison guard quickly opened the door and chased Brand to the infirmary.

An Sheng stood up slowly from the ground. Instead of chasing after him immediately, he turned his head to look at the man who poured hot soup on Han Qiuming.

Noticing An Sheng's gaze, the man spread his hands innocently and said, "I was not careful."

An Sheng smiled, his smile was cruel and poisonous, but he didn't speak, but he remembered the man's appearance with serious eyes, and then he turned and ran towards the infirmary.

The man who was stared at by An Sheng didn't dare to carefully exhale the breath stuck in his chest until he ran away. He slowly slid to the ground, his whole body was stiff, only his fingers were trembling uncontrollably. Just now, An Sheng His gaze was like a sharp knife, bit by bit killing the man.

It's so scary, why is that kid's eyes so scary?

"Phoebe! Phoebe!" Brand yelled, banging open the door of the infirmary with his body and rushing inside.

"Soul!" Phoebe, who was disturbed from her nap, came out of the room with a displeased face. When he saw that the person in Brand's arms was Han Qiuming, he immediately turned pale with shock.

"How is this going!!!"

"A bucket of hot soup was poured on him, and he was scalded." Brand said the situation concisely.

Han Qiuming, who was frowning in pain, couldn't say a word.

"Bastards! What do you guys think! I'll settle the score with you later! Get out now!" After glaring at Brand and the following prison guards fiercely, Phoebe closed the curtain and began to treat Han Qiuming.

"How is Qiu!" An Sheng, who came after him, yelled and asked when he saw Brand standing at the door.

"You still have the nerve to come!" Brand, in an agitated mood, grabbed Anson by the collar and pressed him against the wall, "Qiu did this because of you!"

An Sheng lowered his head silently and said nothing.

But the more An Sheng was like this, the angrier Brand became. Unable to suppress his anger, he punched An Sheng in the face, and the bloody smell filled his mouth, but An Sheng still didn't say a word.

Seeing Brand's second punch was about to hit him again, the prison guard standing aside hurriedly stopped him, "That's enough, Brand, I'll have a hard time explaining if you keep hitting me."

"Confession?" Brand let go of An Sheng's collar, turned to look at the prison guard, and smiled coldly, "You really need to think about how to explain to him."

The prison guard's face suddenly turned pale.

An Sheng felt that there was something in Brand's words, but now he didn't have the time to think deeply.

After waiting for a long time, the door of the infirmary was opened, and Phoebe was immediately surrounded by three people as soon as she walked out.

"How? How is the situation?"

"It's all right, but he's going to stay here for a while, I'm afraid the wound will get infected." Phoebe's face was still ugly, and her voice was hard.

"Can I go in and see him?" Brand had to ask cautiously.

"He's asleep, come back later."

The current situation couldn't help him to say no, Brand had no choice but to nod, not to mention that he had more important things to deal with.

Seeing An Sheng, Phoebe raised her eyebrows and asked unfriendlyly, "Are you the brat who dragged Qiu down?"

"Take care of him." An Sheng left these words and turned to leave.

"Why is that kid so weird?" Phoebe looked at Brand suspiciously.

Brand pursed his lips tightly and left with An Sheng.

"I'll tell that person about it. You all wash your necks and wait." Seeing the little prison guard trying to shrink herself into a ball and trying to hide in a corner, Phoebe smiled very seductively, as if venomous flowers.

The little prison guard was trembling with fright.

"And remember to send that person to me in the future, you know?" Phoebe asked softly.

The poor little prison guard swallowed, stiffened his body and nodded his head slowly twice to show that he knew.

"Very good." Phoebe's smile became brighter, but there was no smile in those eyes, which were so cold that they could freeze people.

When Anson and Brand went back, the lunch hour was over, and the prisoners were all relaxing on the playground.

As soon as Brand stepped into the playground, he walked towards the place where his subordinates gathered, while An Sheng stood at the door and looked around the entire playground. After a while, he found his target and walked towards that person.

"Hello." An Sheng smiled and greeted the man who was playing with his companions.

Seeing An Sheng, the man withdrew his smile, glared at him angrily, and said, "Little brat, is your skin itchy? You came here? Or do you owe it to me?"

After finishing speaking, everyone around the man burst into laughter, they were all mad dogs.

An Sheng didn't speak, just smiled slightly, and in the next second, his fist swung towards the bridge of the man's nose, making the uncomfortable sound of bones breaking, the man clutching his nose and wailing loudly, and there was blood on the ground.

Moving his wrist, An Sheng glanced at the frightened crowd with contemptuous eyes, a bright smile appeared on his beautiful face, and he said slowly: "It's really annoying, I wanted to be a good boy, but why do you guys want to be a good boy?" Do you always like to move my things? It's really unpleasant."

"Stinky boy, don't be too arrogant!" The crowd who had recovered their senses roared and rushed towards An Sheng.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of everyone on the playground, and Brand stopped talking to Billy, looking back, shocked by what he could see.

An Sheng easily moved among the men attacking him, every time he swung his fist accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, An Sheng struck quickly and ruthlessly, no one could have imagined that this fragile young man would have such a powerful attack power .

After beating all the passers-by so that they couldn't stand up, An Sheng walked towards the culprit who poured hot soup all over Han Qiuming with a smile on his face. The injured man held his injured nose and stepped back, his face full of horror.

As if he was tired of mental torture, An Sheng didn't continue to approach the man, but kicked the man to the ground, and before the man recovered, he stepped on his chest.

"Ah──" The man's scream made everyone present couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh, does it hurt? I'm so sorry." An Sheng withdrew his foot apologetically, and then stepped on the man's calf bone mercilessly.

This time the man couldn't even make a scream, and was so painful that he almost fainted.

Afraid that the fight would kill someone, the chief prison guard finally blew his whistle. All the prison guards who had been on standby outside the playground rushed up and separated the people who were still fighting. An Sheng very cooperatively stopped and let the prison guards calmly He takes it out of the playground.

When An Sheng passed by Mad Dog, he stopped and said with a smile: "I will double the damage you caused Qiu, no, I will return it to you hundreds of times."

The mad dog couldn't take An Sheng's warning as a joke at all. An Sheng's eyes on him were so vicious that it made people shudder. They seemed to underestimate this man too much.

"Boss?" The man who stood behind the mad dog and also saw An Sheng's vicious eyes called out uneasily.

"Find a way to get rid of him." Mad Dog said in a gloomy voice, he absolutely can't let this brat become a big deal.

"Yes."

An Sheng was not taken to the prison room. He asked the prison guards to see the warden. The prison guards who couldn't figure out An Sheng's details were afraid that he would have a serious status, so they had to take him to the warden's room according to his wishes.

Seeing An Sheng walk into his office, the warden waved his hand to let the guards leave, and immediately stood up from his chair, calling out respectfully, "Master Leo."

The warden didn't ask An Sheng why he came here, anyway, someone will report this kind of thing to him later.

The cowardly and cowardly disguise has faded away, An Sheng, who is now called Leo, is full of arrogance that makes people dare not look directly at him, like a born king, who can only be admired by others.

"It's really boring. I thought this game would last longer, but I didn't expect a mad dog to spoil the fun." Leo complained angrily, playing with his long and beautiful fingers.

"Are you ready to leave?" the warden asked.

"No, I want to stay here for a while." Thinking of the people still lying on the hospital bed, Leo couldn't sit still, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Master Leo." The warden hurriedly called him, with a troubled expression on his face.According to the original agreement, once Leo's identity is exposed, he will leave here. The warden is very afraid that Leo will cause big trouble if he stays here, after all, his identity is too dangerous.

"Afraid that I will cause trouble and make you lose your job?" Leo, who saw through the warden's thoughts, snorted, "I will have someone remit 800 million into your account, and even if you lose your job, you won't be afraid, right? "

"Thank you, Master Leo." The warden's eyes lit up, and he bowed to Leo with a flattering smile.

Contempt flashed in his eyes, and Leo continued: "You are still the same as before, don't pay attention to me, and besides, you don't need to tell my father about my pretense, remember to block the news tightly."

"Yes." The warden watched Leo leave respectfully.

Not long after Leo left, the little prison guard who came back from Phoebe walked into the warden's office and told all about what happened today.

"How could these two ancestors get together?" The warden had a terrible headache. Now he finally understood why Leo would reveal his identity so quickly. At the same time, he couldn't help complaining about the decision he made at the beginning. Putting it all together was the most appropriate decision. He didn't expect such a big mistake to happen now, and he wished he could pour himself a bottle of regret medicine.

"Prisoner, what should we do? It will be difficult if the one blames him." The warden over there complained, and the little prison guard here was also worried.

"I'll go check on Phoebe, and now I just hope he doesn't tell that person." The warden only hopes that he can safely get the 800 million promised by Leo.

Han Qiuming woke up after sleeping for half an hour. When he opened his eyes, he saw Phoebe sitting next to the hospital bed with a worried face. He smiled and said, "Don't show such an expression. Nothing serious."

"How serious do you think!" Phoebe retorted angrily, "You've been in prison for so long and you've never been hurt so badly! Damn it, I told you to mind your own business!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Han Qiuming accepted Phoebe's complaint with a wry smile.

Han Qiuming's attitude made Phoebe angry and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about it, and finally he could only touch his forehead and sigh: "I will tell Noah what happened today, and let him handle it."

"Don't!" Han Qiuming's attitude suddenly became fierce, "Don't let him know."

"You should know why I was sent here." Phoebe stared at Han Qiuming with a firm attitude.

But Han Qiuming's attitude was more determined than his, "I understand, but you also know, Phoebe, that I don't want my brother to worry."

"Noah has a measure, he won't let your brother know." For the person whom Noah puts in his hands and loves, Phoebe believes that Noah will never make him sad.

"I don't want to trouble him. It's just a minor injury. I beg you, Phoebe, just this once. Don't let them know." Han Qiuming grabbed Phoebe's hand and begged.

"I……"

"Phoebe, I've never begged you for anything, just this once, I beg you."

"...Just this once." With a sigh, Phoebe relented.

"Well! Thank you so much, Phoebe," Han Qiuming smiled happily.

"I really want to shave your beard off." Phoebe said resentfully. If Han Qiuming could show this kind of smile with his real face, it would be even more lethal. At the beginning, he was attracted by that smile.

"This beard has warded off a lot of trouble for me," said Han Qiuming as he touched his face. He actually liked the beard quite a bit.

"I swear, I'll shave off your beard as soon as you get out of prison!" Phoebe swore imposingly, waving her fists.

"Yes yes yes." Han Qiuming smiled bitterly.

Knock-knock—there were two quick knocks on the door, and the door was pushed open, and Leo walked in hastily.

"Qiu, you're awake!" Leo shouted happily when he saw Han Qiuming sitting on the bed.

"It's nothing serious." Han Qiuming moved his arms and said, "You guys are too nervous."

"Your burns are all on your back, what are you doing?" Phoebe patted Han Qiuming's raised arm, and gave him a warning look.

Guilty retracting his hands into the quilt, Han Qiuming sat obediently and stopped moving. In fact, he really wanted to lie down, but because the burns were concentrated on his back, he would have to sleep on his stomach for a while.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Leo frowned unconsciously. He hated Han Qiuming for being so close to others.

"What are you doing here again?" Phoebe raised her chin and glanced at Leo, with obvious disgust in her tone. He had already learned the reason of the incident from the prison guard just now, which made Phoebe who didn't like An Sheng even more hate him.

"Phoebe, don't scare him." Han Qiuming defended An Sheng.

"Shut up, don't you think about who you are doing now." Phoebe glared at Han Qiuming angrily.

"He's just a child." Han Qiuming smiled bitterly.

"Hmph, you are too soft-hearted. Anyway, I will not let you stay with this scourge again. After you recover, I will ask the warden to change your roommate."

Seeing the burning fire in Phoebe's beautiful blue eyes, Han Qiuming knew that his injury had really driven him crazy, and he scratched his hair in distress, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

"I won't agree." Leo glanced coldly at Phoebe, successfully freezing him with his icy eyes. He walked to Han Qiuming's side, held his hand, and kissed him affectionately.

Han Qiuming was taken aback by Leo's move. He subconsciously looked at Phoebe who suddenly became quiet, but found that Phoebe's eyes were full of horror and fear, and he frowned incomprehensibly. Han Qiuming just thought He opened his mouth, but his face was held in Leo's white hands, and he turned to him again.

Han Qiuming suddenly found that the young man in front of him seemed to have changed. The timid expression on his beautiful face was replaced by confidence and calmness, and a frightening frenzy.

"Qiu, no one can hurt you anymore, and no one can separate us."

"An Sheng, what's the matter with you?" Han Qiuming felt uneasy. He subconsciously wanted to avoid An Sheng, but his face was tightly grasped by his hands and he couldn't move.

"What do you want to do to Qiu!"

With a roar of rage, Brand waved away Leo's hand, inserted himself between the two, and protected Han Qiuming behind him.

Brand, who came to see Han Qiuming, just came to the door, and saw An Sheng, who had just been included in the list of dangerous people, was very close to Han Qiuming, and Han Qiuming had a look of anxiety on his face. The sound broke the weird atmosphere in the room.

Phoebe, who recovered from Brand's yelling, immediately walked to Han Qiuming's side and looked at An Sheng warily.

Phoebe was secretly startled. He was not an ordinary doctor, and he had seen countless gangsters, but there would never be more than five people who could scare him into immobility with just one look. Who is it?

"I don't know why you weren't taken to the cell, but I hope you don't get close to Qiu again." Brand looked at Leo hostilely.

"This is a matter between me and Qiu, please don't worry about it." Leo narrowed his eyes halfway, his expression was very careless, but the aura exuding from his body made it impossible to ignore what he said.

"What happened?" Han Qiuming asked, who was completely confused about the situation. Why did An Sheng seem to be a different person when he woke up?

"The weak little sheep you've been protecting is actually a jackal with a hidden head. Just an hour ago, he beat the man who poured soup on you and his companions, a total of five people, to half death. .” Brand laughed mockingly.

Han Qiuming looked at An Sheng in surprise, unable to believe what Brand said.After a while, he seemed to have regained his voice, and asked dryly, "Is what Brand said... all true?"

"I can explain it to you, Cho." Leo said anxiously.

Han Qiuming raised his hand to stop Leo from continuing.

"I'll give you a chance to explain, but I'm very tired now, can you talk about it when I go back to the cell?" There were so many changes in the day, Han Qiuming felt that he needed to take a good rest before he could think.

Seeing Han Qiuming's exhausted appearance, the three present fell silent.

"You all go back, Qiu needs to rest." Phoebe issued the order to evict Han Qiuming.

"No! I want to stay here with Qiu." Leo said.

"If my injury is in good condition, I will go back to the cell tomorrow night. Let's talk about it then, shall we? Let me have a good rest today."

Han Qiuming begged himself like this, Leo knew that he could no longer say no, so he could only nod unwillingly, turned around and walked out of the infirmary silently.

Seeing Leo leave, afraid that he would be the next one to be kicked out, Brand took the initiative to bid farewell to Han Qiuming.

"Get some rest and see you tomorrow."

When the door of the infirmary was closed, Han Qiuming sighed wearily.

"You have a good rest, I'll be here with you." Phoebe caressed Han Qiuming's forehead, showing a gentle expression.

Nodding, Han Qiuming lay down again and closed his eyes.