I Can't Be This Protagonist

After a deep sleep, Yan Shuang felt much better. The drip on the back of her hand hadn't finished yet, so the medicine should have been changed, and a warm hot water bottle was placed under her palm. Can warm the palm poured with cold potion.

"Ka—" The door of the ward was pushed open.

The sound of extremely light footsteps approached slowly, someone lifted his quilt, took out the hot water bottle from under his palm, and replaced it with a new one.

Yan Shuang grabbed the opponent's hand that was about to leave with his backhand.

"Wake you up?"

Yan Shuang shook his head.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black, but Yan Shuang was sure that he could see his movements and even his expressions.

"I want to go to the bathroom."

There was a bathroom in the ward. Yan Shuang got out of bed, and most of the people were supported by others. The other person supported him very firmly. He put his arm around his shoulders, held the bottle in the other hand, and led him gently into the bathroom.

The bathroom has a sensor light, and the soft light turns on as soon as a person enters.

From the darkness to the light, the expressions of both of them remained unchanged.

He knew it was him.

"Shall I help you?" Wei Yichen whispered.

Yan Shuang raised his face and glanced at him.

It's been a long time since I've seen you again, but the housekeeper seems to have lost weight again, but he's not haggard. He looks very capable and calm, with a gentle expression, and the eyes that meet Yan Shuang reveal a kind of gentleness without ambition.

"Okay."

The hanging bottle was placed on the shelf on one side, and Yan Shuang gently raised one hand, and his whole body was embraced from behind, as if entangled by some kind of soft and dangerous vines.

Lazily and relaxedly, he put all his body weight on Wei Yichen, raised his face, reached out and stroked the graceful chin in his sight, "You have grown a beard."

The short stubble was prickly, and when pressed against the soft palm, it was slightly itchy.

"What about the rest?"

"Mr. Qin went back to visit the sick young master Qin Qing."

"There was an emergency operation at the hospital, and Dr. Qi went to help."

Gently pull the straps with your fingers.

"Ji Shao, I don't know."

The slightly elastic fabric was pulled down, Wei Yichen lowered his head lightly, he looked into those shining eyes, "Your new pet is thinking about whether he likes men in the corridor."

"He's not my pet."

The warm breath sprayed on his eyelids, and immediately turned into a moist mist in the well-heated ward, covering his eyes softly.

Yan Shuang closed his eyes, pressing the short beard stubble with his palm, the force was light and sometimes heavy, the palm slowly slid down, and his fingers clamped the olive-like Adam's apple.

The dim light gently draws fine broken lines in the small space, and the shadow on the edge of the open door of the bathroom is stretched very long, which is the foil of two overlapping shadows.

Fingers pulled the tissue on one side, but the other hand still stubbornly did not let go, the straight bridge of the nose was lightly pressed against the soft cheek, too close, the voice seemed to be oppressed, hoarse and low.

"I'll help you?"

same question.

— the same answer.

"Okay."

The tone is laid back and lazy.

Sure enough, he hasn't changed at all, he's still the same person that no one cares about.

He didn't care if someone was struggling with him all night in a dark hallway.

Wei Yichen lowered his head lightly, his eyes gliding over that beautiful but not gaudy face.

He misses him so much.

But he doesn't understand.

Yan Shuang went back to the bed and lay down. Just as he covered the hot water bottle Wei Yichen had prepared for him, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

"woke up?"

Qi Feiyun saw the communication between the two in the darkness at a glance, and he raised his hand to turn on the light.

The lights in the ward at night are also gentle and not glaring, Yan Shuang didn't feel any discomfort, "Ms. Qi..."

The tone was half aggrieved and half coquettish.

Qi Feiyun was wearing a white coat. Yan Shuang smelled astringent disinfectant on his body after approaching him. Qi Feiyun took his temperature and said, "The temperature has dropped."

"Well, I feel better."

"Are you hungry?"

Yan Shuang nodded.

Qi Feiyun put the thermometer aside, and said to Wei Yichen, who had been guarding midnight, "There is a supper chef in the canteen of the hospital, please come and ask for a bowl of hot porridge."

He has a gentle attitude and doesn't mean to be condescending, just like Wei Yichen is Yan Shuang's friend, so he naturally asked Wei Yichen to do this.

But in what capacity?

Wei Yichen suddenly realized that Qi Feiyun was almost invisible among the group of people today, hiding in the dark, watching everyone quietly.

This is not an ordinary doctor, Wei Yichen knew it before, he looked at Qi Feiyun, who was wearing a mask-like polite smile on his face.

Wei Yichen couldn't see through this person's thoughts, but there was only one thing... He looked at Yan Shuang and said, "Do you want to eat something else?"

"Lighter vegetables are fine."

"okay, I get it."

Wei Yichen nodded.

He believed that Yan Shuang would not let him down.

Wei Yichen walked out of the ward, and on the bench in the corridor, Sheng Guangming was in a daze, maintaining the posture he saw before leaving.

"Aren't you going back?"

Sheng Guangming didn't react when he heard the voice. He didn't raise his eyes until the toe of the other party's leather shoes came into view, "What?"

Wei Yichen raised his hand, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's already very late."

Sheng Guangming glanced dully at the clock on the wall.

It was indeed very late, and he had sat here for so long.

"Go back and rest," Wei Yichen said, "Yan Shuang has no shortage of people here to take care of him."

Sheng Guangming's head was stabbed once, and the discomfort in his heart was immediately reflected on his face.

This is the simplest and least wealthy person Wei Yichen has ever seen. Yan Shuang would be interested in such a person. He "kindly" explained: "I mean there are many nurses in the hospital."

Sheng Guangming knew very clearly that the other party was trying to comfort him.

This kind of consolation came inexplicably and seemed reasonable, which made him feel flustered. He instinctively sensed that there was a hint of malice in the other party's consolation.

He didn't have so many twists and turns, he just instinctively felt that the other party was not as gentle and humble as he looked on the outside.

Just like the body would instinctively respond to every punch in the boxing ring, Sheng Guangming responded smoothly without thinking about it.

"I know that Yan Shuang will of course be well taken care of by Dr. Qi."

After he finished speaking, he realized that there was obvious hostility in his tone.

He was slightly shocked, and didn't understand why he would attack Wei Yichen in such a sideways way, as if he was just thinking about why he was so angry with Ji Yao.

Even compared to Qin Yubai...he hates Ji Yao even more.

She hates that he can be so superior in front of Yan Shuang, and also hates that he can easily make Yan Shuang unable to maintain that indifferent appearance.

"That's true," Wei Yichen smiled, "Then I won't give it away."

Sheng Guangming stood up, "Speaking of which, I still don't know what kind of relationship you have with Yan Shuang, Mr. Wei."

"I..." Wei Yichen twitched his lips, "That's not important."

Sheng Guangming: "Mr. Wei wants to stay?"

"Yes," Wei Yichen's smile remained unchanged, "Does Mr. Sheng want to stay too?"

Sheng Guangming suppressed the urge to fight against each other, and forcibly turned the words that came to his lips, "No, I should go back."

"Walk slowly."

It was one thing for Sheng Guangming to decide to leave, but he still felt unhappy to be seen off like this.

"I'll say hello to Yan Shuang before leaving."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the ward, pressed the doorknob with his hand, and gently opened the door of the ward.

The people in the ward raised their heads. Qi Feiyun was sitting by the bed, holding a medical record in one hand, taking out a pair of glasses from his white coat and putting them on, "What's the matter?"

Sheng Guangming suddenly lost his temper, his face turned red in embarrassment, "I, I'll go back first..."

"Be careful on the road." Qi Feiyun said flatly.

Sheng Guangming glanced at Yan Shuang, whose face was tilted to the side on the hospital bed, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two at all. He lowered his head and once again felt that he seemed like a superfluous person.

The door of the ward was gently closed.

Only the loss of a good man remains.

Qi Feiyun turned a page of the medical records, "I thought you liked him a lot."

Yan Shuang opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, stop making trouble, I like a bad man like you."

Qi Feiyun flipped through the medical records without raising his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Yan Shuang laughed loudly, "Mr. Qi, are you so unconfident?"

Qi Feiyun didn't answer. After putting down the case, he went to the bathroom. Just as he opened the door of the bathroom, a faint smell made his figure stop immediately, and he turned to look at Yan Shuang on the hospital bed.

Yan Shuang said innocently, "I am a weak patient, there is nothing I can do."

Qi Feiyun turned around and returned to the hospital bed, Yan Shuang stared at him frankly.

"Ms. Qi, I know you don't mind, and we didn't do anything..."

Qi Feiyun pinched his chin and kissed him, tasted all the tastes in his mouth as if examining him, and it was over quickly. Yan Shuang came back to his senses, with his mouth still slightly open, and looked at Qi Feiyun in surprise .

"What you didn't do was what you did," Qi Feiyun said lightly.

Yan Shuang put question marks on his face, "Mr. Qi, are you jealous?"

"Yes."

Yan Shuang: "????"

Mom.

It's terrifying to say such words from a person with a pure kidney setting.

Probably because the shock on Yan Shuang's face was too obvious, Qi Feiyun smiled, let go of his hand, and sat back again, "Just kidding."

Yan Shuang: "..."

Qi Feiyun made a mark on the case and said, "Didn't you say you like bad ones?"

Yan Shuang: What he said is bad is on the bed!

"Or," Qi Feiyun raised his eyes, "The bad thing you said was on the bed?"

Yan Shuang immediately gave a "brother, you know brother" look.

As expected of a man who is cheating, there is still something.

Qi Feiyun: "Mr. Sheng seems to be a very well-behaved person."

"So I don't like him."

"Isn't playing hard to get too old-fashioned?"

"It's not old-fashioned, as long as it works."

Yan Shuang earnestly exchanged with Qi Feiyun his experience of "pao Han".

Qi Feiyun paused and said: "So you don't like him, but you still want to provoke him."

Yan Shuang: "Is there a problem?"

"no problem."

Qi Feiyun lowered his eyes and continued to draw on the medical case. Yan Shuang couldn't help but become suspicious, "Mr. Qi, the medical case in your hand is mine, right?"

Qi Feiyun raised his eyes, "If you also suffer from urethral cancer."

Yan Shuang: "..."

"Miss Qi, I want to bite you."

The state of illness can be regarded as physical damage. In this case, if you play the plot with Qi Feiyun, you can get more plot points.

"Let's eat first."

Qi Feiyun said to Wei Yichen who pushed the door in, "Thank you for your hard work."

A senior housekeeper like Wei Yichen has only two words when serving people-professional.

Compared with him, Qin Yubai was far behind.

The temperature and quantity of each spoonful of porridge in the mouth are just right, and the oil hanging from the vegetables is cleaned before feeding to Yan Shuang, and he can accurately grasp Yan Shuang's food intake, and take the initiative to eat before Yan Shuang calls to stop. He stopped feeding first, then, needless to say, he wiped Yan Shuang's mouth clean and poured warm water to rinse his mouth.

A set of processes runs smoothly.

Yan Shuang was served comfortably, and lay down with a satisfied face.

Qi Feiyun put down the case, "Thank you Mr. Wei for your help tonight."

The person who was expelled became him, and Wei Yichen said calmly, "Doctor Qi is polite."

"It's late, Mr. Wei, let's rest," Qi Feiyun said, "It's time for Yan Shuang to rest too."

As he spoke, he folded one long leg over the other, pointing his toes at the unlocked bathroom.

Wei Yichen understood his hint almost instantly.

It was bright in the ward at the moment, but the small bathroom turned into a dark and dark place because no one was lighting it.

He knew he was a thief, stealing time that didn't belong to him.

Wei Yichen lowered his eyes, and said softly to Yan Shuang, "Good night."

After leaving the ward, Wei Yichen didn't linger in the corridor, nor did he leave the hospital, but sat down in the lobby on the ground floor.

The hall of the hospital was empty at night, except for the nurse on duty who didn't look up, he was the only one sitting in the silent corridor.

Only Qi Feiyun and Yan Shuang were left in the ward.

He closed his eyes and took out his phone.

——"Ji Shao, there is no one else in the ward now, if you want to go and see him."