Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

When the sky was getting brighter, Lin Ji fluttered his eyelashes a few times on the bed, then slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his sight was the overwhelming pure white in the hospital ward.

"You're awake." The person who had been guarding the bed all night hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Lin Ji felt that his head was dizzy and accompanied by pain, so he wanted to raise his arm to touch it, but as soon as his fingertips touched a thin layer of gauze, Ming Han stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Don't mess around, you just got four stitches on your head." Because of the anxiety and uneasiness of the previous night, his voice was already slightly hoarse.

No wonder it felt like something was stuck on his forehead, Lin Ji frowned suspiciously, but slightly affected the wound.

Ming Han casually pulled a chair and sat on the side of the bed. While tucking his arms back under the quilt, he asked patiently: "How do you feel? Do you remember what happened before I fainted?"

"It seems to have been hit by a falling object." Lin Ji tried to recall the scene before he lost consciousness. At that time, he had a headache and touched blood, but he didn't know what happened afterwards.

When I thought of this, I subconsciously stretched out my left hand, but what I saw was clean.

The stains on his palms had already been wiped clean by Ming Han while he was in a coma.

"I feel okay now, it shouldn't be serious, right?"

"En." Hearing that there is no problem with the person's memory, Ming Han nodded reassuringly, "From the CT scan, there is nothing wrong with the brain, but the doctor suggested staying in the hospital for another day for observation. And you have a slight concussion, You need to rest in bed, and it's best not to move around for the time being."

"And this, you don't have to worry." Ming Han pointed to the gauze on his head, "The doctor said it was only a slight superficial injury, and it won't leave any obvious scars after it recovers slowly."

Lin Ji also remembered that he took a step back at that time, but only hurt his forehead, and he didn't let the heavy object hit the back of his head directly and cause more serious consequences. It was indeed luck.

"It was very dark when the incident happened. There were no cameras in that block, and no one noticed which floor the thing fell from, so there may be no way to pursue responsibility." Ming Han pulled Lin Ji's hand by the bed, like It's about feeling guilty about it.

But even without any evidence, Lin Ji himself knew who would have done it.As long as you combine the sneaky people around you at that time, and the threatening text messages you have been receiving for a while, you know that this cannot be a simple accident.

But he only blamed himself in his heart for being negligent and underestimated that person's malice, but he didn't want to say this, which would only increase his boyfriend's troubles.

He raised his eyes to see the unconcealable tiredness between Ming Han's brows, listening to what he said about the test results, plus the hospitalization procedures, the time just passed must have been a toss.

Gently rubbing and holding his palm, he said gently: "I'm fine, did I not rest all night? You go to sleep for a while."

Without even thinking about it, Ming Han shook his head to express that he was not tired, and raised his hand to brush a few strands of hair from Lin Ji's forehead.Although he has woken up, he still feels that his complexion is a little pale, and there is obvious distress in his heavy tone.

"Are you still dizzy?"

"No." Lin Ji answered this question not quite honestly.

In fact he still felt very uncomfortable.Because of the hit, my ears kept buzzing, dizzy and nauseous, and even my energy was exhausted very quickly. I felt a little tired again after waking up.

"Lie down well, I'll go to the cafeteria of the inpatient department to buy some breakfast like millet porridge, and I'll call the doctor to come and see you." Ming Han stood up while speaking, covered Lin Ji's body with the quilt again, and then instructed.

"I'll be back soon. Don't move around. If you have something to do, press the call bell at the nurse's station. It's here." Handing the caller to Lin Ji's hand, he left the ward with a little peace of mind after seeing him nodding in response.

After Ming Han left, Lin Ji put his drowsy head back on the pillow, feeling uncomfortable as if something was blocked in his chest.Lying on the bed, I wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while, but all kinds of discomfort surged up all at once, making it difficult to fall asleep.

After staying for a while, the door of the ward suddenly slammed.

Lin Ji opened his eyes from a faint drowsiness, and dimly saw two people wearing Bai Gua and masks walking in.

One of them stood by the bed and reached out to touch it. Lin Ji noticed that his hand had a very cool breath, which seemed to come in from the outdoor environment.

And no matter how slovenly a doctor is, he would not turn the cuff of his coat into such a disorderly appearance.

He tilted his head and glanced at the still bright sky outside the window, even if it was a doctor's ward round, it would not be so early.

Lin Ji accidentally caught a glimpse of the cheap-looking Buddhist bead bracelet on the man's wrist. He seemed to have seen this thing before.

Only then did I suddenly remember that it was the man in the black padded jacket standing on the side of the street peeping at him last night...

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in my ears: "You are really lucky, you are not safe after smashing like this."

Ming Han returned to the ward with the breakfast, only to find that it was empty.

Didn't everyone tell him not to move around? Where did he go?

When I put the things in my hand on the closet, I suddenly noticed that the beeper was hanging down beside the hospital bed. I bent over to pick it up, and found that it was not working, and even the plastic on the edge was broken.

It was obviously perfect just now, right?

For some reason, Ming Han felt a strong sense of uneasiness, turned around and rushed out of the ward, and ran to the nurse's station to ask.

But the nurse on duty said that the call bell had never rang, and she had never seen a tall patient go out.

did not go out?Did you go to the bathroom?

After thanking the nurse, Ming Han and the nurse searched along the corridor. There were no bathrooms, laundry rooms, boiling water rooms, or corners of the stairs. He was about to go to each ward to ask, when he suddenly heard a slight noise in the rehabilitation room beside him. .

Following the sound, I walked in, passed through various auxiliary equipment, and came to a storage room with a half-hidden door, and there was another small movement sound inside.

Raising his arm and gently opening the curtain, he saw a familiar figure sitting down on the corner of the wall with his head down, covering his face with one hand, and trying to stand up with the other while holding on to the shelf beside him.

"Lin Ji." Ming Han quickly stepped forward to help him, "Scared me, what are you doing here..." His voice suddenly stopped, because the hands of the person beside him were as cold as ice, and could barely feel the temperature .

It was only then that Ming Han realized that the ground was covered with water stains, Lin Ji's hair was messy, his trouser legs were soaked, and there were even mutilated footprints mixed with mud and water on his clothes on his chest and stomach, and his whole body was slightly hairy. shake.

A few coughs came from the suddenly quiet space, mixed in with other sounds that were almost inaudible but horrifying.

pat, pat-

is blood.

One after another, the bright red blood dripped continuously along his fingers to the ground, and then quickly melted into the water stains.

"Lin Ji..."

At this moment, Ming Han only felt that his back was bone-chillingly cold, and his heart was like a crazily growing wormwood being terrified by the cold wind. With trembling fingers, he slowly lifted his bowed head.

Breaking away the hand that was covering half of his face, the blood gushed out from his mouth and nose even more wantonly. Ming Han subconsciously put his hand on his chin, but soon his palm was stained with blood. Blood on it.

Lin Ji put his hands on his cramped abdomen, gasped for a few weak breaths, and then slowly turned his head around.His face was swollen and bruised besides the bloodstained face, which was evident from the severe beating he had just received.

Ming Han froze in shock, his mind went blank for two seconds, and then he didn't have the heart to think about anything else, and directly took him out on his shoulder to find a doctor.

After sending away a few policemen who knew the situation and made notes, Minghan opened the door and went back to the ward.

The person lying on the bed was staring at something out of the window in a daze. The blood on his face had been washed away, revealing the original clean and delicate face again, but those hard scars were still hanging on the corners of the cheeks and mouth.

"The police will continue to investigate this matter." Ming Han informed in a deep voice, but he continued without hearing a response.

"Lin Ji, can you tell me the truth, do you know who is against you again and again?"

Although he knew that Lin Ji had a tolerant and gentle personality, and never took the initiative to form enmity with others, Ming Han still didn't believe that he would have no consideration for such a thing that was so rampant that he came to him.

And the more silent he is, the more convinced Ming Han is of his conjecture.

"It's Fang Yang, right?"

After Ming Han asked this sentence, Lin Ji finally turned his gaze back from the window. Although he understood what Ming Han wanted to confirm, he remained silent.

Because it doesn't make much sense whether he knows it or not, it just adds to his guilt.

"Then why didn't you tell the police just now?" Ming Han got the answer from his calm eyes, and then silently clenched his fists.

Sure enough it was him.

Fang Yang should have known from the first time he troubled Lin Ji that he would not let it go.Probably, it's just because Lin Ji has been hiding it all this time, that makes him ridiculously think that there is really a quiet life to live.

"It's useless." Lin Ji finally spoke, his voice was very soft, but it was thoughtful.

Fang Yang does everything seamlessly.

Whether it was hiring people or acting violently, he never showed up in person.Even for so many threatening text messages that I have received, each time the number belongs to a completely different place.

If it was really that easy to prove, when he sent people to the Internet cafe to provoke, he might have overturned.

Even if the police went to investigate, they would only be able to find a few scapegoats, and they would not get him at all. Instead, they would scare the snake and make him be more careful and clean up in the future.

"Even if we know it well, we can't help him if there is no evidence."

Ming Han cracked his fingers, and the divine light flashed in his eyes instantly, like the sharp edge of cold iron, cold and sharp.

It took him nearly half a minute to calm down, and then he moved his lips a few times, "You may have to stay in the hospital for an extra day or two, I'll go home and get some changes of clothes."

"En," Lin Ji responded softly, "Can you buy me roasted sweet potatoes when you come back? I really want to eat them."

After he finished speaking, he leaned back. In fact, his whole body is sore and weak now, and he has no appetite at all, but he still wants to use this method to reassure his boyfriend.

"Okay." Ming Han nodded in agreement, and when he was about to walk out of the ward, another soft call came from behind him.

"Ming Han."

The person by the door stopped, turned half of his body and went back to see the person on the hospital bed with a weak face, he suddenly smiled and spoke with a gentle and pious voice.

He said, "I love you."

Minghan froze for a moment, such a beautiful smile made him willing to do everything to protect it, but...

Complicated emotions intertwined in his heart, and in the end he replaced the phrase "I love you too" that had come to his lips with "I'll be back soon."

The door of the ward was gently closed, and Lin Ji quietly looked at the direction where the familiar figure left.

With that kid's personality, in this situation, he should stay by his bedside every step of the way. There is only one thing that can make him go away.

He probably went to confront Fang Yang.

I have already seen his eyes like that just now, if I forcefully stop him from going, my boyfriend may go crazy.

So, even though he could guess everything, Lin Ji still chose not to say anything, and let him do it.

Raising his hand to touch the bedside table, he held the mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers, and the call was quickly connected by the other end.

"Are you back?" Lin Ji looked out of the empty window again.

"Get off the plane." Huang Xizhi's voice came from the receiver, "You haven't called me for a long time, what's the matter?"

"Well, I need your help." As a child of 16 years, Lin Ji never had to beat around the bush when talking to Lao Huang, "Help me find a car, I want to go out of town, two people, arrange it now, later just go."

Huang Xizhi responded directly, "It's a small matter, where to pick it up and where to send it to. If it's too far away, you can send the address to my mobile phone. I'll find a driver I know well, so as not to delay your business."

"From Yundao Central Hospital to Linxi's...Meng Garden."

"Where are you going?!" The last two words surprised Huang Xizhi even more than the central hospital, so that he asked a few more words: "Did something happen to you? Who did you offend? Or who offended?" Is it on you? You can make troubles, but don't scare me."

Lin Ji expected that he would react like this, sighed lightly and said: "Neither of them, don't guess.

The room was silent for a while, Lin Ji felt Huang's suspicion, and took a light breath, "If I really have to say something, there is such a person who will die. But I am not in the mood to mess with him now, the grasshopper after autumn, let him jump for now." Go for a while."

"Hey, then what are you worried about now?" When Lao Huang was speaking, the sound of the airport's announcement came faintly from his phone.

worry about what?Lin Ji thought for a moment.

...Maybe it's because I'm worried about falling out of love.

Ming Han's mood when he went out just now was not quite right. If he was threatened by Fang Yang about his safety and future, he might shrink back into his shell again.

Moreover, when I was in the health room, I seemed to vaguely overheard the "sons of corrupt officials" being mentioned by those thugs.

"Fang Yang may be investigating my background. I don't care about it for a long time. Of course, he can't find any new tricks. But my younger brother is stubborn. I don't want him to be troubled by these things, so I want to give him A little security, that’s all.”

"Are you sure that Mengyuan is a place that can give people a sense of security? I'm afraid it's not because of your brain that you can be comforted by such a wild way." Lao Huang complained from the bottom of his heart for a while, and suddenly thought of another thing.

"Hey? Who is Fang Yang? A grasshopper after autumn?"

"...Tsk."

Lin Ji gently touched the top of his head with the hand that was not holding the phone. This is really a concussion, and his IQ is limited. How did he bring out his name.

"Don't care who it is, anyway, don't touch this person, I can handle my own affairs." The boy sitting on the hospital bed suddenly narrowed his eyes when he recalled what this person had done to Ming Han.

"To make him jump through this winter, I, Lin Ji, write the words backwards."

Huang Xizhi snorted, "Okay, I won't intervene. Anyway, it's never good for someone like you to be targeted in vain. But it's you," the conversation turned to Lin Ji.

"From just now, I feel that you are not breathing enough. Are you still in a central hospital? Are you uncomfortable? Or is it someone who is bothering you?"

"It's okay." After talking for so long, Lin Ji really felt very tired. He let out a long sigh of relief, and brought the thumb of one hand to his swollen lips, and still wiped out a glaring bloodstain.

Even at this time, there was no sinister expression on his gentle face, only a slight sneer from the corner of his lips.

"This is all left over from playing when you and I were seven or eight years old."