After the collapse of the character set, the villain ran away overnight [Quick Transmigration]

private hospital.

The ward was filled with the smell of cold disinfectant.

Occasionally, voices would be heard, but they were kept very low, as if they were afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the young man on the hospital bed.

"...The dosage of the medicine is light, and the medicine is not strong. It was delivered in time, and there is no major problem..." The voice of the middle-aged man was cautious and soft, "However, the young master has been in poor health since he was a child, and this may leave some sequelae , you still have to be careful in the future.”

The light and shadow in the ward are cut into pieces by the shutters.

The man sitting in the large shadow couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see a pair of hands on his knees, pale, slender, pampered.

"What medicine?"

His voice was cold, and while asking out loudly, he casually twirled the green finger on his thumb, his movements were not fast or slow, as if the person lying on the hospital bed was not his only little nephew, but an insignificant stranger generally.

But inexplicably, the doctor felt the deep hostility that was about to come from his calm tone.

His scalp went numb, and he explained without any delay: "It's a kind of aphrodisiac, which is sold in the underground black market. Fortunately, the metabolism is fast. If the young master is in better health, the doses he ingested are not enough. It won't affect him..."

"—I don't want to hear that!"

His tone suddenly deepened, Sheng Xuan stopped turning his fingers, and interrupted him roughly.

He stared coldly at the doctor in front of him, his eyes were dangerous and impatient, like some kind of beast that preyed on people: "Tell me what is the sequelae? Can it be cured?"

The doctor shuddered immediately, and quickly said: "Come, when you came to the hospital, the medicine on the young master's body has almost exhausted, Mr. Sheng, don't worry, just drink water for two days to supplement some nutrition!"

"Sequelae... In terms of sequelae, it should be that the drug property may recur, and it needs to be discharged in time! There are no other major problems!"

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The cold aura centered on the man sitting on the sofa swept across the entire world in an instant.

The doctor looked dazed and panicked, and at the same time heard a man's voice slowly.

"Finished?"

In the quiet and silent ward, the man with black hair and black eyes sat gracefully and calmly, his black hair hung down his shoulders like satin, his always cold and indifferent eyes were finally covered with an undisguised, rich murderous look.

He seemed to curl his lips into a smile, his tone was gentle, he paused word by word, and asked slowly, "How did you arrange it?"

……

It was two forty in the morning.

The hospital corridors are brightly lit.

In the VIP single ward, the curtains were closed and darkness filled the air.

On the big bed in the center of the room, the snow-skinned, black-haired boy seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably.

He frowned, his long and slender eyelashes cast a shadow like a crow's feathers under his eyes, his beautiful and coquettish face was expressionless, only his lips were still plump and swollen, with a rotten bright red as if they had been over-picked.

The air conditioner in the room is not low.

He was so hot that he couldn't help turning over, and a gap was suddenly exposed in the quilt covering his body.

Under the gap is a piece of skin that is whiter and more delicate than a quilt.

Dazzling white, as crystal clear as coagulated fresh milk.

What is more dazzling than this whiteness is the boy's slender and soft neck.

A few wisps of sweat-drenched black hair were tightly entwined, setting off one after another ambiguous and glaring red marks.

Lips, neck, collarbone, chest...

is everywhere.

In the darkness, the man standing by the bed was expressionless.

In the depths of the eyes looking down from a high position, there is a murderous prey rolling in the sky.

The author has something to say:

Babes, my update time is at night. I’m not sure about the specifics. It depends on whether the card is stuck or not (the update time will be confirmed after entering V)

In order to be on the list, I have been pressing the word count recently, and it should be such a braille at present

I know everyone is not enjoying watching it, sorry everyone QAQ, the treasures who commented on the first fifteen of this chapter will all give out red envelopes!

PS: The old man's derangement degree - 99%

Thank you all for your support, thank you so much!