I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

Early morning Alice Rehabilitation Hospital.

"Xiaoci," Huang Qin stood beside Qin Nuan's bed, watching Lin Ci skillfully pour the vegetable juice into the gastric tube, she gave a thumbs up: "You are becoming more and more professional in taking care of your brother."

"Aunt Huang taught me well," Lin Ci chuckled, his eyes sparkling, and he worked cautiously: "I still have a lot to learn."

"There's no need to learn, when your brother wakes up," Huang Qin smiled and shook her head: "You won't need these."

"Yeah." Lin Ci smiled slightly, and he nodded.

"It shouldn't be long, right?" Huang Qin packed up the empty bowl, turned her head to look at Lin Ci, and asked suspiciously: "The application has been submitted for almost a week, right? Why haven't you responded yet?"

"It's been almost a week." Lin Ci slowly pulled out the syringe from the hose and sealed the mouth of the tube before he raised his head: "I'll ask Lawyer Li later."

Huang Qin nodded, she quickly packed Qin Nuan's feeding utensils, ready to send them for disinfection.

Lin Ci took a basin of hot water and twisted a towel to wipe Qin Nuan's hands and face.

A black Bentley was parked in the parking lot of the hospital. Song Yan leaned back in the chair silently. After a long time, he reached out and rubbed his face heavily.

He didn't want to think about how he ran away in embarrassment at that time, but he didn't expect that he would run back obediently in just two days.

Song Yan took out his mobile phone and opened the screen, but there was still no news from Lin Ci, no WeChat, no text messages, let alone a call from the other party.

Song Yan closed his eyes fiercely, took a deep breath, stuffed his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, and got out of the car with his long legs, carrying a big thermos bucket.

Instead of taking the elevator, Song Yan climbed directly to the third floor along the stairs.

Standing at the door of Ward 306 on the third floor, Song Yan subconsciously slowed down his breathing. Through the glass viewing window, he squinted his eyes and watched Lin Ci seriously wipe his face for the man on the bed.

The ward was peaceful and quiet.

Before coming to the hospital, Song Yan did countless psychological preparations, but at this moment, he had to admit that he was still very sour.

He couldn't accept Lin Ci touching other men, no matter whether this man was related to him or not.

Song Yan gritted his teeth, his fingers holding the thermos turned white. He tried to calm his breath, and said twice silently. He has no right to be jealous now. He must respect Lin Ci's behavior, and then curled his fingers gently There were two knocks on the door.

"Which one?" Huang Qin heard the knock on the door, put down the tray in her hand, walked to the door, and opened the door with her hand.

"Hello, we meet again." Song Yan stood up straight. He deliberately wore a dark suit today, making him look slender, solemn and decent. He held the thermos in front of him, showing a kind smile : "I'm here to find Lin Ci."

"Ah? Are you from Xiao Ci?" Huang Qin was a little surprised, she frowned, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Lin Ci.

Song Yan straightened his back, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "I'm Lin Ci's boyfriend."

"Are you Xiao Ci's boyfriend?" Huang Qin opened her mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say for a while.

She knew that Tang Kang was chasing Lin Ci, and Lin Ci kept refusing, so it turned out that he had a boyfriend.

This makes sense. After this person came to the ward two days ago, Lin Ci was full of worries. It turned out that he had a fight with Lin Ci, so the ward was full of cherries and strawberries.

"Song Yan, what are you doing here again?" Lin Ci heard Song Yan's voice, he threw the towel into the basin heavily, then turned around, walked towards Song Yan, and said coldly: "You are here What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hello," Song Yan hugged the thermos in front of him tightly with both hands. He looked at Huang Qin with a little grievance, as if he had to explain: "I may also be Lin Ci's ex-boyfriend."

Huang Qin couldn't help but laugh.

She looked at Lin Ci's tightly frowned brows with interest, and then at Song Yan's aggrieved face, she smiled and said, "Talk slowly, I'll go and disinfect the equipment."

"Aunt Huang," Lin Ci stretched out his hand to hold Huang Qin, he frowned tightly, and said coldly again: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I don't know this person."

"Didn't you call me by my name just now?" Song Yan raised his eyes, he looked at Lin Ci seriously, his eyes were full of miss, he flattened his mouth and said in aggrieved way: "You used to call me Brother Song ...Now Brother Song doesn't bark anymore, and you still say you don't know me..."

Huang Qin smiled and shook her head. She reached out and patted Lin Ci's shoulder, persuading her, "It's inevitable that two people will have disagreements. The quarrel is the quarrel. Don't do anything anymore. You have a good chat."

"Aunt Huang, it's not what you think..." Lin Ci was full of aggrieved face, he finally knew why Song Yan could often win Best Actor.

"Okay, Aunt Huang," Song Yan quickly interrupted Lin Ci, and said with a smile: "I will talk to Xiao Ci if I have something to say, we are all civilized people, we only move our mouths and don't move our hands."

"Song Yan...you..." Lin Ci's expression was indescribable.

He has seen many appearances of Song Yan, some are arrogant, some are full of arrogance, and even full of hostility, but he has never seen one with a full face.

This was so against harmony, Lin Ci pinched his fingers, suddenly feeling tired all over his body.

Huang Qin walked out of the room with a tray, and thoughtfully closed the room.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Lin Ci watched Huang Qin walk out of the room, he quickly walked a few steps to Qin Nuan's hospital bed, subconsciously blocking Song Yan's sight.

"I miss you," Song Yan looked at Lin Ci's movements, his eyes darkened, then he raised his eyebrows, reached out and patted the thermos bucket, raised his chin, and asked casually, "I'll give you I brought fish porridge, do you want to eat it now?"

Lin Ci put his hand on his forehead.

Song Yan is still the same formula, even if his behavior is showing favor, subconsciously there will be a bit of arrogance, making people want to beat him up.

"I won't eat it, so take it back," Lin Ci said with a blank expression, "I'm neither your boyfriend nor your ex-boyfriend, don't talk nonsense, at least, you are also a A public figure, right? Don’t smear yourself.”

"I knew it," Song Yan walked to the sofa and gently put down the thermos. He turned his head to suppress the sourness in his heart, and smiled brightly on his face: "You still care about me so much."

"I care about a fart, just say what you want to say," Lin Ci suddenly became angry, and he glared at Song Yan fiercely: "None of my business!"

"Xiao Ci," Song Yan stretched out a finger and shook it, his tone was extremely gentle: "Don't swear."

"Song Yan," Lin Ci felt his whole body trembling with Song Yan's anger. He clenched his fist and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I said, I miss you." Song Yan lowered his eyes and explained in a low voice. He quickly observed the ward, walked to the foldable dining table in a few steps, and propped it up.

Lin Ci stared at Song Yan coldly.

"Xiaoci, come quickly," Song Yan opened the thermos bucket, filled out the fish porridge, he licked/licked/lips: "The porridge is still hot."

Lin Ci stood motionless in front of the hospital bed, his face was full of chills, and his tone was cold: "Song Yan, have you played enough?"

"I'm not playing," Song Yan raised his eyes, and his eyes carefully described Lin Ci's facial features. He restrained the urge to embrace him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I just want to be nice to you."

"I don't need you to be nice to me," Lin Ci looked back at Song Yan expressionlessly, his voice didn't fluctuate at all: "You don't have the right to be nice to me either."

"This porridge has a lot of ginger added," Song Yan held the spoon firmly. He restrained his gaffe, looked away in embarrassment, and subconsciously smiled: "The taste is not bad, do you want to try it?"

"Can you understand human language?" Lin Ci was furious. He walked up to Song Yan and knocked over Song Yansheng's fish porridge: "We have nothing to do with each other. What are you doing here?"

The porridge bowl fell to the ground and fell apart in an instant.

Song Yan's eyes flashed in bewilderment, he squatted down subconsciously, lowered his head, suppressed the soreness in his eyes, and picked up the wreckage of the bowl with his hands, a bloodstain was drawn as soon as his finger touched the wreckage.

"Do you have any common sense in life?" Lin Ci kicked away the other fragments, he frowned and looked at Song Yan: "Go where you should go, don't stay here and affect other people's lives, okay?"

Song Yan squatted on the ground, he looked down at the wound on his finger, unable to suppress the pain in his heart, he gritted his teeth hard, and suppressed all his emotions, then he raised his head, and said softly but firmly: "I most The place where it should be is where you are."

Lin Ci glared at Song Yan, without saying a word, he turned around, opened the bedside table, and took out a Bondi.

"This is for you," Lin Ci threw Bundy to the ground, and he said expressionlessly, "Then you go."

Song Yan reached out to pick up Bundy with a face full of surprise, and slowly straightened up. His throat rolled, and his words choked up: "Look, I knew it, you still care about me."

Lin Ci regretted throwing a Bondi to Song Yan just now.

"I don't want to use it," Song Yan smiled. He twitched a piece, wrapped his fingers casually, and then put Bondi in his suit pocket. He raised his chin: "This is the first gift you gave me. This gift, I want to keep it safe."

Lin Ci was both speechless and irritable.

Could it be that Song Yan was stimulated by something?How did you become a rascal?

"Let me clean it up." Song Yan raised his eyebrows, and he chuckled, "Otherwise Aunt Huang will think we are not civilized people."

"Go away..." Lin Ci stretched out his hand to stop Song Yan, he was already impatient: "I'll clean up...you don't need here..."

"No, let me do it." Song Yan refused, holding the paper with one hand, and getting ready to get the trash can with the other.

While the two were chatting, Lin Ci's cell phone rang.

"Go and answer the phone and let me clean it up." Song Yan was secretly happy, and he took the opportunity to grab the trash can.

Lin Ci frowned and looked at Song Yan. He sighed deeply. He took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and opened the answering button.

"Lin Ci," Li Yu's voice was dull, and he said directly: "Our application has been rejected."

The author has something to say

I didn't get stuck here on purpose, because the next plot will add up to more words, so I divided it into chapters.

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I wish you all a happy reading~~