Everyone is fascinated by his tea

Lights off.

The door of the operating room was pushed out a small crack, and finally there was some movement in the quiet corridor.

The doctor came out of the operating room, took off his mask, and looked at Gu Yan, "The patient's family, right? Why are you alone?"

After a moment of silence, Gu Yan nodded.

"The patient should have had relevant emergency experience before. When he was sent here, his heart stopped and his breathing was already very difficult. Fortunately, he was sent in time this time. He was out of danger temporarily. He should be observed in the ICU for a few days."

"A few minutes later," the doctor paused, "I can't guarantee it in other places, at least here, we can only do our best."

'I can only do my best', the people who heard these four words were stunned.

Gu Yan thanked her, her lowered eyes became more and more uncertain.

Through the small viewing glass, Gu Yan could vaguely see Zhou Chao who was huddled up on the bed, his body was full of instruments, and his face was extremely pale.

Suddenly remembered the first time they met, the child jumped out from behind, stopped those people in front of those people with a cowardly face, and said 'don't bully Gu Yan'.

Later, the child really took him to heart, a good boy who couldn't tell the difference between liking and loving, and always regarded him as a friend.

But how could those clear almond eyes deceive people.

Together with Zhou Chao, the nature of the wolf will always be annihilated by the innocence.

The fingertips tapped on the wheelchair one by one, and the dark corridor echoed with a heavy 'click' sound, which was very peaceful with the night.

Gu Yan raised his head, closed his eyebrows and eyes lightly, feeling unstoppably tired.

What should end, must end.

In the half-mountain villa of Yujingyuan.

In the dimly lit room, the man's fingertips were burning with scarlet, and he looked at the screen in front of him with a calm expression.

The child was carrying a cross-body bag, and stood obediently in front of the counter, signing autographs for fans stroke by stroke, with a shy and soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were serious.

Sighing lightly, Zhou Chao is really too cute.

Gu Yan threw away the cigarette in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and stared at Song Ran who was fidgeting on the opposite side with dark eyes, like a wild wolf aiming at its prey.

There was a heavy stone in Song Ran's heart. Although he couldn't see his screen, he was still short of breath when he was watched by the man. He couldn't help asking: "...Gu, does Mr. Gu want to tell me anything?"

Gu Yan looked surly, and loosened the dark red tie around his neck.

"Yesterday, where were you?" Gu Yan asked casually with the doll the child gave him dangling from his fingertips.

Song Ran seemed to already know what he was going to ask, and the original fears were now only desperate and reckless.

He didn't believe that Gu Yan could find a better chess piece besides him.

Looking at the man's superior profile almost obsessively, Song Ran couldn't figure out why the man didn't even look at him, "I'm in class."

"Class?" The man took a sip of the red wine, and the corners of his lips were red, like an attractive apple from the Garden of Eden.

As if pondering, Gu Yan got up and went around to Song Ran, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his slender fingertips held up his glasses, "Class?"

"During class, Zhou Yang entered the ICU?"

Looking at Gu Yan's freely moving legs, Song Ran's pupils narrowed slightly, and she raised her head to meet the man's cold eyes, and the fear that had disappeared surged up again, "You, aren't you disabled?"

Gu Yan clasped his hands together and rubbed them between his eyebrows. The next moment, the ruthless palm wind directed at Song Ran.

In the blink of an eye, Song Ran didn't even have time to react, and was so painful that he couldn't get up on the ground.

Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Song Ran struggled to get up, leaning against the wall in embarrassment, barely able to stand up, "I don't know, he, his allergies are so severe."

Gu Yan wiped off the blood on his hands, with a careless smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know?"

"I don't know?" With a long sigh, Gu Yan seemed to be punishing a misbehaving child, walking towards the corner step by step, "Otherwise, you can try too?"

"I..." Song Ran was breathing extremely heavily, looking at such a strange man in front of him, he was like a god of death, forcing him to have no way out.

Gu Yan is gentle and elegant at all times. In desperation, Song Ran only feels that he is not Gu Yan.

"You can't do this to me!" Song Ran leaned on the wall and squatted down slowly, shrinking herself into a ball, Gu Yan's depressed breath almost filled every corner of the study, "I am useful to you!"

"Don't you want to use me to deal with the Song and Gu families? I will do whatever you want me to do, okay?"

There was no room for Gu Yan to speak in a negotiating tone, the man leaned on the bookcase, with a half-smile, "Not good."

Taking a step forward, he caught up with Song Ran's pale fingers, ignoring the screams of the people below him, Gu Yan's every word was as slow as a word, "Song Ran, you are a pawn, but you don't need it. If I don't want to play, you are useless." .”

"For you to eat, for you to wear," Gu Yan paused, Zhou Chao's fragile appearance flashed through his mind, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, "Tell me, where did you send my baby? "

"I'll give you to Song Xi, okay?"

Song Ran's breathing was stagnant, and for a moment, he slowly opened the corners of his mouth, as if determined, "You won't. Because I will tell Zhou Chao that you are pretending to be sick. From the beginning to the end, you are seeking sympathy."

"Gu Yan!"

Zhou Chao opened his eyes suddenly, he dreamed that Gu Yan was being bullied again.

With the strong smell of disinfectant on the tip of his nose, and looking around with ignorant eyes, Zhou Chao remembered that he suddenly fainted that day.

Eating mangoes would cause severe allergies, and it was the same in his original world.

Just as Wen Dong opened the door, he saw Zhou Chao, who was covered in cold sweat on the bed. His footsteps stopped, and his tired face finally had a bit of joy. He called the doctor to come over and check him. Call to tell me you're safe.

"Brother Wendong," Zhou Chao still couldn't move much, "Where's Gu Yan?"

"Just know Gu Yan?" Wen Dong wanted to poke the kid's brain, "After three days of sleep, your elder brother and grandpa ran around every day, and I didn't see you feeling so distressed."

"..." Zhou Chao pursed his lips, hugged Wen Dong's waist, and sucked his nose limply, "I thought I would never be able to see you."

"When I couldn't breathe, my whole body hurt, and I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't cry."

In the grotesque world in the dream, there is no big brother, no grandpa, no brother Wendong, Zhou Chao's arms became tighter and tighter, "I miss you so much."

Looking down at the child's red eyes, Wen Dong's heart softened, and he rubbed Zhou Chao's head.

In the past, Wendong always felt that the Zhou family was like a sharp knife, and Zhou Chao was dispensable to the Zhou family.Until just now, when the child hugged him without any scruples, the feeling of being strongly needed suddenly hit his heart. Who wouldn't like it?

Wen Dong let him hold him, and sighed unrecognizably, "No...we won't let you have trouble."

Seeing that Wen Dong didn't intend to tell him about Gu Yan's whereabouts, Zhou Chao still turned on his phone silently and sent Gu Yan a message.

[Zhou Fanwang: Porridge Man is awake! [Holding hands] [Tutu's air]] After waiting for a long time, Gu Yan still didn't reply.

Zhou Chao was discouraged, he really wanted to see Gu Yan.

Reluctantly, he turned to Weibo again, and Zhou Chao let out a 'wow'. He hadn't read it for three days, and he already had more than 700 million fans, so he sent the screenshot to Gu Yan again.

[Zhou Fanwang: I'm really good! [screenshot]】

The news of his injury spread like wildfire on Weibo, almost every Weibo has fans leaving messages asking about the situation.

Zhou Chao tugged at the corner of Wendong's clothes, "Brother, should I post a Weibo to explain to the porridges?"

"No need." Wen Dong served him a bowl of porridge, "It happens to be grandpa's birthday in two days, so you go back to Lincheng to go to school."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-1214:39:21~2021-01-1223:33:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Muzi Li 10 bottles;