editor in chief come after me

Fu Yao didn't know how he took out his mobile phone to call an ambulance. When he recovered, he was already standing in the hospital, and the editor-in-chief was lying in the closed operating room.

When he recovered from standing for an unknown period of time, all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away in an instant. He felt his tense and raised shoulders suddenly soften. He took two steps back and leaned against the white wall. up, looking down at the fingers of his right hand.

Many people say that his hands are beautiful, his skin is fair, his fingers are long and slender, and the joints are small, like a pair of artist's hands.But now the fingers of this hand are stained with coagulated blood, all the blood of the editor-in-chief.The blood was warm when touched at first, and flowed from the editor-in-chief's body.The blood kept leaking out, and soon the editor-in-chief's pajamas were stained red.

Zhang Shen walked to Fu Yao's side with two cans of hot coffee, and touched Fu Yao's arm with the warm soda cans, "Drink some coffee. It's hot, to warm your stomach."

The warmth on her body had gone to nowhere. When her cold arm touched something warm, Fu Yao trembled uncontrollably before reaching out to catch it.

Seeing Fu Yao's reaction and the blood on Fu Yao's hand, Zhang Shen moved his lower lip. Without saying anything, he reached out to help Fu Yao pull the tab off the can before stuffing it into Fu Yao's palm.Fu Yao took it and leaned against the wall to sip coffee, looking at the operating room from time to time.

"I called Editor-in-Chief Han just now, and he said he would come right away." Fu Yao just hummed and continued to remain silent.

When Han Xuyu came, the sutures that Lu Chenqian had done were pushed into the ward, and Zhang Shen and Fu Yao sat on the empty bed next to Lu Chenqian's bed.As soon as Han Xuyu entered the room, his eyes were a little red, and he stared at the anger on the bed for a long time without making a sound.

Three people, two sitting silently, one lying silently.Fu Yao heard the door open, and turned around to see Han Xuyu standing at the door.

Seeing Han Xuyu's cold face, Fu Yao felt guilty in his heart.Han Xuyu entered the room and threw the fruit he was carrying on Lu Chenqian's shoulder.

"!" Zhang Shen widened his eyes reflexively, looking at Han Xuyu.The stitches on this bed have just been stitched up. Is Editor-in-Chief Han visiting or repairing the surgery.

Han Xuyu hit Lu Chen with a fruit Shi Shiran.After smashing the whole person, he seemed refreshed, and all the bad mood disappeared. Han Xuyu turned his face and gave Zhang Shen a look, "What are you afraid of, he was stabbed in the stomach. The shoulder was not damaged, and he won't die if he smashed it."

Zhang Shen swallowed, looked at the editor-in-chief who remained silent on the bed, and secretly expressed that he was just worrying.

"Where is the person who stabbed the knife?"

"As soon as I followed the police to the downstairs of the community, I saw that guy standing at the door of the building. He must have been drunk and stared at the blood music in his hand. The police directly detained him and took him to the police station. Comrade police just gave me He called and said that Yin Tou Pill was found on him again."

"Yintou↑pill?" Han Xuyu frowned and murmured, "Zhang Ke also has the guts?"

"What?" Zhang Shen didn't hear clearly, and asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing." Han Xuyu took the fruit that was still piled on Lu Chen's front shoulder to the cabinet, "Come on, let's decide on the bed companion."

Zhang Ke was taken aback for a moment, he never expected it.Fu Yao was also taken aback.

"Why don't you want to?"

Where did this feeling of being a prostitute come from?Zhang Shen wasn't unwilling, but was blocked by Han Xuyu's tone.Fu Yao thought in his heart that he should do the things that accompany him in bed, from the first day to the last day.

"I will accompany you."

Han Xuyu raised his eyebrows, as if he was waiting for his next words.Fu Yao glanced at the editor-in-chief lying on the bed, and said quickly, "I don't need Editor-in-Chief Han and Brother Zhang, I will accompany the bed by myself. I live in the editor-in-chief's house. The editor-in-chief usually takes good care of me, and I should do the same."

After Fu Yao finished speaking, Han Xuyu took a deep breath, looked at Fu Yao's face thoughtfully, and after a while his expression relaxed, "Your editor-in-chief will be bored to death seeing you every day, don't rush to make a decision on this matter. But since you are so active, you will accompany me tonight, and Zhang Shen and I will go back."

"I'll accompany you too!" Zhang Shen was a little worried. Fu Yao applied to stay, but was rejected by Han Xuyu.

Fu Yao sent Zhang Shen and Han Xuyu out of the hospital and walked back.He had already reached the door of the editor-in-chief’s ward, but he turned a corner and ran to the doctor’s office on duty. He took the initiative to listen to the doctor’s instruction, and walked to the editor-in-chief’s bed after 10 minutes while muttering something. .

The editor-in-chief closed his eyes and didn't know whether he was asleep or not. It was not too late at this time, and there were still sounds in the corridor of the hospital. Fu Yao couldn't hear the sound of breathing, so he couldn't tell whether the editor-in-chief was asleep.Fu Yao stood by the bed and looked at the editor-in-chief's pale face, unable to look away.

After watching for a while, I started to let go, and I couldn't see the editor-in-chief's face at all.

Lu Chenqian didn't fall asleep, but was a little tired, and his eyelids drooped.He heard the sound of Fu Yao entering the room and stopped beside him. There was no movement for a long time. Lu Chen didn't know what the other party was doing before, so he had to open his eyes.

In this way, he saw Fu Yao who was staring at his face and entered the empty state, Lu Chenqian smiled, with the corners of his mouth raised, even though his face was pale, the smile was a little weak.

Lu Chenqian stretched out his hand to pat Fu Yao, and Fu Yao came back to his senses, and Lu Chenqian's face became clear again in front of him.The editor-in-chief was looking at him and smiling, and Fu Yao couldn't help feeling flustered.

"Editor, are you up?"

Lu Chenqian hummed, the corners of his mouth still slightly raised.

Responding to the editor-in-chief like this made him a little unacceptable, and it can be said that he was not blessed to accept it.

"Editor, are you hungry? Would you like to eat some fruit, or drink some milk first? I'll go down and buy..."

Fu Yao backed away while talking, trying to get out of the ward, but was grabbed by the editor-in-chief. Fu Yao reflexively wanted to break free, but only after twisting a few times did he realize that it was the editor-in-chief who had just finished the operation who was pulling him. Turned back without moving.

"I didn't say I was hungry." Lu Chenqian looked into Fu Yao's eyes and said slowly.

"Do you want to drink milk? The doctor said to supplement protein." Fu Yao's concern seemed to be endorsed bluntly.Now he always felt that as long as he got out of this ward, he would be safe, but the person lying on the bed never intended to let him go.

"Don't drink."

"The doctor also said to take vitamin C, you can buy it downstairs. I..."

"I don't want to eat anything." Lu Chenqian interrupted Fu Yao's self-talk.

Fu Yao was taken aback for a moment.Lu Chenqian paused for a while before continuing, "I have been scared all night with me, sleep well, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Fu Yao's pupils contracted a bit, and the throbbing attack from Baiku directly occupied all parts of his chest.The suppressed emotions exploded in an instant, out of control.

"If I hadn't intervened out of my own strength, the editor-in-chief wouldn't be lying here at all! I am a complete trouble, and I can hardly stand the trouble myself! Editor-in-chief, why can you still talk to me?"

After listening to him venting before Lu Chenqian, he slowly answered, "Actually, you are really overthinking your abilities, and it's quite troublesome."

Fu Yao shuddered when he heard it, and Lu Chenqian could also feel it, and continued, "The matter between Zhang Ke and me has nothing to do with you... You are pulling yourself hard on your own initiative, and you are very overestimated... ...His dagger is always pointed at... I, Lu Chenqian, not you, Fu Yao."

It was a bit difficult for Lu Chenqian to speak.The newly sutured abdomen has dull pain even when breathing, and when talking, it affects the wound and crushes the pain back and forth.

"It's very rare. You can know your thoughts without guessing. Be honest, huh?"

Lu Chenqian's hmm raised unconsciously, as if scratching Fu Yao's heart, and Fu Yao's eyes turned red.

Lu Chenqian's finger holding Fu Yao's wrist rubbed against Fu Yao's skin, and Lu Chenqian asked with a smile, "Why are you crying?"

Only then did Fu Yao realize that the tears had been forced into his eye sockets, and his vision was blurred by the tears, "I'm not crying." After he finished speaking, he covered his eyebrows with his hands.

"Oh." Lu Chenqian responded softly without forcing Fu Yao.

Early the next morning, Lu Chenqian and Fu Yao had breakfast together in the ward. It was light but not bad overall. I wonder if it was because of Fu Yao's presence, Lu Chenqian thought so.

After buying breakfast, Fu Yao bought two books at the newsstand and brought them back to Lu Chenqian. Lu Chenqian would not be able to leave the hospital in a short time.

Lu Chenqian sat on the bed after breakfast and flipped through the books, looking very interested.Fu Yao looked at the time, and there was still more than an hour before the time for work.

"It's a pity that this year's vacation is in the hospital." Lu Chenqian closed the book and said suddenly.

Hearing the helplessness in Lu Chenqian's tone, Fu Yao suddenly smiled unkindly, and raised his watch to show Lu Chenqian, "No such injury, we should be waiting at the airport now."

"..." Lu Chenqian looked at Fu Yao and said nothing, and reminded him after a while, "You should go to work."

At noon, Lu Chenqian in the ward was still flipping through novels, when someone knocked on the door and entered the ward, the sound of footsteps was very strange.

Lu Chenqian moved his eyes away from the book, and looked up at the person entering the room.

This face was too familiar to Lu Chenqian, but he was sure that he had not had any communication with the other party, but met him several times by coincidence.

The man carried an insulated lunch box and walked to Lu Chenqian's bedside, and put the insulated lunch box on the small cabinet next to the bed, "Fu Yao asked me to bring you lunch, I made some light soup and vegetarian dishes. "

As he said that, the man suddenly took out a small bottle from his pocket, shook it, and the sound of countless pills bumping against the wall of the bottle came into his ears, "Well... and the vitamin C that Fu Yao instructed to buy for you."

Seeing the man's actions, Lu Chenqian laughed, "Are you sure you're not coaxing a seven-year-old?"

The man also put the medicine bottle on the bedside, and said, "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jiang Yu, Fu Yao's college roommate, and I like him very much."

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