Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

Wen Youhe had just left not long ago.

She only left when she saw that Yu Tang stopped screaming for pain and fell asleep steadily.

As soon as I drove to the downstairs of the community, the car hadn't turned off yet, and I received Zhou Jing's call for help.

Wen Youhe squeezed the steering wheel in disbelief: "You said Brother Zhan locked Xiaotang in the bathroom?"

If it wasn't for Zhou Jing who was about to cry in a hurry, Wen Youhe would have thought it was some kind of wine joke.

Although Yu Tang's injury didn't hurt at all, it was still bleeding and stitched. Who would throw a person who has not yet passed the anesthesia into the bathroom and lock him up?

But no matter if it was a joke or the truth, Wen Youhe drove the car out and drove towards Wenqin Garden.

"It's true, Youhe, come and help me, Brother Zhan himself went in."

Zhou Jing stood far away, hesitated a few steps, but still didn't dare to go in: "No one dares to persuade him."

Wen Youhe pressed the headset: "I'll be right there."

The shower was just above Yu Tang's head, constantly spraying icy cold water.

Yu Tang couldn't open his eyes at all, and choked on water when he cried, his eyes were so swollen that they were about to explode.

Yu Tang's waist hit the ground again and again, the shallow pool of water couldn't act as a buffer, and the wound on the back of his head was also cracked, blood and water mixed together.

Fear surged over the sky, and Yu Tang cried and twitched: "Ah Yi, save me..."

All he got was Zhan Yi's sneer: "Now you call me by my name, why not Ning Ze?"

Yu Tang actually didn't hear what Zhan Yi was saying, and said helplessly, "Ning Ze, save me."

Zhan Yi's face was scary, he turned him over, and pressed his hand directly on his wound: "Jiang Yutang, I'm used to you, aren't you!"

The wound is already painful, it hurts when it is stained with water, and it hurts even more when it is torn open.

As if the devil's true face had just been revealed, all the blood on Yu Tang's face faded, his head hung pale, trembling under his hands in fright.

Zhan Yi just pressed him for it.

There is no pity, only endless storms.

Yu Tang has always been timid.

But when Zhan Yi is by his side, Yu Tang always feels at ease.

And now, the person who shielded him from the wind and rain, the person Yu Tang thought he could rely on, who he could trust unconditionally forever, is throwing him into the ferocious waves with his own hands...

Zhan Yi: "From now on, we are in the relationship of nurturing and being nurtured."

The devil's deep voice continued to read in his ear.

"This is not an equal relationship. You serve me and I give you money. When you pay back the money, when will you let me go."

"Not yet, or if you insist on not knowing how to flatter me, you can wait to go to jail."

"Hear that? Talk!"

"Listen, hear..."

Feeling that the people under him trembled more violently, Zhan Yi bent his lower lip in satisfaction.

It still needs treatment.

Being used to it will only make people push their feet, and they will never understand who they are.

An [-]th-line star who crawls on the bed, has no self-pity or self-love, and becomes a bitch in front of him, what kind of archway is there?

Do you really think he will marry him?

Innocent……

The rush of high-heeled shoes rang out.

Wen Youhe didn't even change his shoes, he went straight into Zhan Yi's bedroom, and unconsciously stepped on the carpet that Zhan Yi had bought so much.

Wen Youhe knocked on the bathroom door, with sweat on his forehead: "Brother Zhan, no matter what happened, please calm down first."

The rustling sound inside stopped, only Yu Tang's suppressed crying remained.

Wen Youhe quickly softened his voice: "Xiaotang, may I come in?"

Zhan Yi knew that Zhou Jing would call her.

Zhan Yi grabbed the back of Yu Tang's neck, picked up the curled up person, and jokingly said, "Someone is here to save you, how about I let her in?"

Yu Tang was in a mess, only one coat was torn, and he immediately covered his face: "No, don't come in."

Zhan Yi: "Then you tell her yourself."

Yu Tang raised his voice, crying tremblingly: "Sister Youhe, don't come in, I'm fine..."

But how does this seem to be okay? !

Wen Youhe clenched his fists tightly, but he had no choice but to start with Zhan Yi: "Brother Zhan, he hasn't recovered from his illness yet, Xiao Tang likes you, you wait until he recovers... and then you can't do this again." Can."

Zhan Yi smiled even wider, and said to Yu Tang, "Do you like me?"

Yu Tang was too weak to speak.

Zhan Yi: "Remind you, it's best not to fall in love with the foster person, let alone treat the foster foster person as a substitute. I hope you know some rules."

Yu Tang looked at the unfamiliar Zhan Yi, his consciousness gradually weakened, and his ears started to ring.

It doesn't have to be this way.

In fact, Zhan Yi only needs to say that he is not Yu Tang in his heart, without him, it is someone else.

Just like this, it can already bruise Yu Tang all over his body!

Why do you have to say so many unfeeling words?

Yu Tang closed his eyes in despair, feeling cold all over his body.

Yu Tang decided not to lie to himself again, this person is not Zhan Yi.

They just look a little alike.

The real Zhan Yi is still waiting for him to go home in Longzhou City...

he wants……

Just go back quickly.

I can't make my husband wait too long.

Yu Tang tried hard to turn around, trying to crawl out, but Zhan Yi randomly pulled him back.

Zhan Yi felt that the education was almost done, so he lifted him up and turned on the water again.

Zhan Yi washed him clean, wrapped him in a big towel, and carried him out of the bathroom.

Yu Tang became dizzy again, his head drooping on Zhan Yi's arm.

The towel did not cover the collarbone, and the exposed area was horribly red.

Wen Youhe could hardly bear to watch.

Seeing this, Zhou Jing hurried over, and for the first time asked Zhan Yi for instructions without dog legs, and directly hugged Yu Tang's upper body.

Zhou Jing asked Yu Tang to lie on his side, carefully wiped the water on the back of his head with gauze, and immediately went to prepare anti-inflammatory drugs for Yu Tang's infusion.

Zhan Yi exits the room.

Wen Youhe didn't follow him out either, and helped Zhou Jing dry Yu Tang's hair.

Yu Tang curled up all the time, very nervous, trembling with fright when he accidentally touched it.

Wen Youhe comforted him gently, cooperated with Zhou Jing, and finally gave him anti-inflammatory injections.

Yu Tang burst into tears: "I think, cough...go home."

Wen Youhe: "Go home, I'll be home tomorrow, bear with me."

Yu Tang scratched the needle hand indiscriminately: "Go home...someone is waiting for me."

Zhou Jing pressed his hand and checked Yu Tang's eyes.

Because of the choking, the intraocular pressure increased, and the vomit blocked the throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Zhou Jing: "Youhe, don't let him talk for now."

Wen Youhe stroked his hair carefully, her voice choked up: "Xiaotang, can you sleep for a while, and go back when you wake up."

Yu Tang slowly closed his eyes tiredly.

Afraid of waking Yu Tang up by moving it now, Zhou Jing sent the nanny and servants to move the equipment over and clean up Yu Tang's vomit.

Zhou Jing put on a breathing mask for him, and finally frowned and prepared medicine for him, and put it in a hanging bottle.