Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

The black blood was completely cleared out, and the color behind it was bright red.

Jin Muxi took out the tools he had prepared long ago to make a hemostatic bandage.

Song Qingli also pulled out dozens of silver needles neatly.

Unlike the time-consuming and labor-intensive pricking, the pricking is done very quickly.

Cheng Shu immediately pulled up the quilt on the bed and covered Jiang Younian's naked upper body.

Tuck in the back corners to make sure there are no gaps.

Although there is a heater in the room, naked people will not feel cold.

In the end, the blood flowed beyond the capacity of the body, the body must be weak, and we must do a good job of protection.

Jiang Younian woke up while the needle was being pulled out, but he didn't struggle and cry out like the previous needle injection.

He just looked at Cheng Shu in confusion.

For a long time, Jiang had no hallucinations before. He knew where he was, when, and what he was doing, and knew that he was fine.

"Are you awake? How do you feel now? Is there any pain?"

Cheng Shu covered Jiang Younian's side face with one hand, warming his cold cheeks with the palm of his hand.

Speak in his ear, trying to give him a sense of security.

Jiang Younian was stunned for a long time, he was confused by the pain just now, and now he can't turn his head.

After a while, he said leisurely: "It doesn't hurt, I'm dizzy."

The air in the room was too stench of blood.

Jiang Younian was already dizzy due to excessive blood loss, and he also felt sick when he smelled it, and the bed he was lying on was uncomfortable.

The fox's eyes looked listless, but he was a little more alive than before.

He glanced sideways at Song Qingli with the end of his eyes, and said simply, "Thank you."

It seems that the juniors in their twenties thank the seniors in their 50s so disrespectfully.

It seems that the lofty ancestors seldom speak.

But that's about it.

He is a "grandfather" to everyone here.

"Don't thank me, I'm afraid of losing my life." Song Qing responded to him with a disdainful expression and tone: "Life is hard, and it's rare to have a big business. Thanks to you, you let me make a fortune at the end of the year and have a good year."

"Otherwise, it's not impossible to take you in while you're sick, but to save you, a little goblin who almost stretched out his legs, even if you take care of it, you still have half of your life left. It's useless for me to keep you in the way!"

Song Qingli waved his hands as he spoke, without looking at anyone.

Cheng Shu thought that Song Qingli was a dignified elder from the beginning.

For some reason, his attitude towards Jiang Younian was completely ruthless.

Jiang Younian was also secretly puzzled.

When he came to Lanshiju before, Song Qingli not only ignored Wanyu's rudeness, but also brewed tea for him to drink together.

To give people is to be a calm saint and layman.

It was as if I owed him now.

Became an arrogant uncle's character, and spoke very poorly.

Jiang Younian was not displeased, but smiled knowingly: "Then...thank you Master Song for your kindness."

Cheng Shu felt uncomfortable.

He was not as open-minded as Jiang Younian.

It's not that he is small-minded.

It was because he had selfishness towards Jiang Younian, and he didn't want to listen to anyone who said bad things to Jiang Younian.

Anyway, Song Qingli stayed up all night last night, trying his best to save Jiang Younian's life.

No matter how nice the words are, it is not easy to refute them.

Seeing Jiang Younian's eyelids closing and trying to open them, Cheng Shu knew he was tired.

Whispered in his ear, let him close his eyes and go to sleep, so that he won't feel uncomfortable after waking up.

Jiang Younian obediently closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep in a few seconds.

Now it's time to talk about thank you.

Cheng Shu stood up straight in front of Song Qingli.

Although it was a respectful and humble attitude, it gave people the impression that he was condescending.

Men have high altitudes, and a height of 1.9 meters can give people a sense of oppression wherever they go.

It was obvious that Song Qingli was senior, but in terms of momentum, he was overwhelmed by the young man in front of him.

Cheng Shu was still thinking about the unpleasant things Song Qingli said to Jiang Younian just now.

With a blank expression on his face, he first thanked: "Thank you Master Song, what happened last night was so sudden that I didn't prepare anything, I will bring a thank you gift to the door another day..."

Having never encountered the situation last night, Cheng Shu didn't know how much compensation was appropriate.

Just about to ask Song Qingli how to charge.

Song Qingli swung his hands back and forth, beating the hard muscles on his shoulders.

Doing exercises for the elderly and walking towards the door: "You don't need to come to the door. Just let your little assistant deliver it. I have to make tea for you when you come. It's a loss. As for how much... ..."

Song Qingli raised his gray eyebrows, and rubbed his thumb and index finger together, seemingly treacherously: "Then see how much he is worth in your heart."

How much is it worth?

Cheng Shu looked down at Jiang Younian who was sleeping soundly.

How can this be clearly marked with money, this is a priceless treasure.

However, Cheng Shu knew exactly how much to pay.

Send Qingli out of the threshold.

Cheng Shu stopped him suddenly: "Master Song, do you know anything about him?"

He was curious, really curious about how things started.

Intuition told Cheng Shu that Jiang Younian's past events seemed to have his existence.

This is what created the current situation.

And Song Qingli started from last night...

No, looking back, Cheng Shu recalled that he once advised him to be cautious in making friends.

At that time, Cheng Shu and Jiang Younian had only met once or twice, so they were unfamiliar.

This friend may be referring to Jiang Younian.

Song Qingli turned his head, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them.

The room was silent.

Only the sound of Jin Muxi packing up.

There was unstoppable urgency in Cheng Shu's eyes.

The psychological construction has been done to meet any unimaginable bizarre stories.

After a while, Song Qingli finally said, "I'm not a god who has lived for thousands of years. How can I know what happened in the past?"

His chin clicked on the other side of the bed: "The client is right there. It's fine for people to wake up and ask him if he's okay. You have to beat around the bush and find the truth through other people's mouths."

Song Qingli opened his legs, but stopped when he stepped out of the threshold with one foot.

Thought he was missing something.

He didn't look back: "Let's just muddle through, you'll be more comfortable, a lifetime is only a few decades."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the room, and when he heard him from a distance, he yawned and said, "You guys pack up and go home, so you don't have to leave."

Cheng Shu was surprised, and hurriedly shouted to the door: "You can go? Don't you need to observe any more?"

After seeing a doctor and getting an injection in the hospital, you have to observe for half an hour.

Jiang Younian almost lost his life to save him, so he can go home now?

Cheng Shu was worried.

"There's nothing to observe here." Song Qingli seemed to have walked quite a distance, and his voice was a little indistinct: "Muxi, after seeing off the guests, the door will be closed for three days. I want to take a good... ah -- sleep."

He yawned again during the period.

This Master Song is sometimes reliable and sometimes unreliable, it's really unpredictable.

He was passing it off, but it was only a few decades, and the intention was obviously to let Cheng Shu not delve too deeply into it.

But once there is curiosity, it is difficult to feel at ease.

Cheng Shu still wanted to know.

Jin Muxi tidied up the mess in the room in a leisurely manner.

Take away the pot of poisonous blood flowing out of Jiang Younian's body.

The basin looked heavy, and Jin Muxi dangled it out of the room.

The door was not closed tightly, and the slightest cold wind blew into the room.

The smell of blood in the room was blown down a bit.

Wanyu who was outside the door came in halfway to inquire.

Then he flashed to the bed at a speed invisible to the naked eye and squatted down, leaving only one hand stretching out to touch it but daring not to touch it.

With her mouth flattened, tears began to flow again: "My lord, open your eyes and look at me, I am Wanyu."

Jiang Younian slept soundly and didn't hear Wanyu speak at all.

Wanyu became anxious: "Brother Lover, is my lord really alright?"

"Well, it's okay." Cheng Shu smoothed Jiang Younian's long hair with his hand, his eyes were full of tenderness and respect.

"It's really all right."

It seemed to be talking to Wanyu, and it seemed to be talking to herself, which made my heart, which had been flustered all night, calm down a lot.

He just lost a lot of blood, and now Jiang Younian's face is not pale at all, but is as bright as before, and the brows that have been wrinkled all night have subsided.

The recovery ability is really strong, and I sleep like a baby.

Nothing like the dying man an hour ago.

In order to dissipate the bloody smell in the room faster, Jin Muxi opened the window to the maximum just now.

Outside the window is a partial view of the yard, and it can be seen that the sky outside is already bright.

The flowers and plants in the yard were devastated by the storm last night, and the few remaining flowers withered.

There is no way to save it, and we can only wait for the next flowering season to bloom.

Even with the sun out, the temperature today is still below zero.

After opening the window for a while, the heater in the room stopped working.

Cheng Shu went to close the window and found that Wanyu had slipped out of the room at some point.

Going back to the bed and sitting down, holding Jiang Younian's hand, Jiang Younian is the only person in his eyes now.

A few pieces of clothes were piled up under the bed, Cheng Shu took them off Jiang Younian last night and threw them away casually.

It is estimated that it has been stepped on many times, and it is so dirty.

The only thing I can wear is a down jacket thrown at the end of the bed.

You can't let Jiang Younian go out with only a coat on, or he will catch a cold.

When Cheng Shu was about to call and ask Xiaobao to bring some clothes over.

He originally held Jiang Younian's hand, but felt a change in the texture of the palm of his hand.

Small, soft and fluffy.

A familiar touch.

Cheng Shu looked down, but the person on the bed was gone.

The bed was empty.

You obviously slept soundly, and you kept holding your hand, why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?Where are you going!

Cheng Shu was particularly sensitive after experiencing almost life and death.

His heart suddenly panicked, his heart skipped a beat for an instant, and his heart felt terrified.

Inside the empty quilt, a small bulging mass protruded, as if a pillow had been placed inside.

But the mass squirmed a bit.

Cheng Shu quickly lifted the quilt with his hands.

Thankfully it wasn't a pillow under the quilt.

It was a white fox curled up with its tail wrapped around its body.

His eyes were closed, and he was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Cheng Shu remembered that Jiang Younian was a fox, presumably this was his true form.

But the fox looks a little familiar, plus it has a familiar touch.

Not to say it's similar, just the same.

Cheng Shu soon remembered that he had been filming an advertisement in a small mountain town.

The little fox he rescued from the air conditioner.

At that time, I felt that the fox was very spiritual, could understand human speech, and helped drive away the goblins, thinking that the fox was some kind of fairy.

It turned out to be Jiang Younian.

Cheng Shu carefully hugged the sleeping fox into his arms, bowed his head and kissed its soft ears.

It turns out that you have been lurking beside me for a long time.

Always protected me.

Jiang Younian, to you, what kind of existence am I?

I'm really curious about our past.

What kind of past made you risk your life to protect me now.

Some time ago, did you hesitate to stay away?

Cheng Shu had many doubts.

One thing you can be sure of is.

In her previous life, she must have had an unforgettable bond with Jiang Younian.

Although it is dreamy to think so, it is unscientific, unrealistic, and fantasy.

For the first time, Cheng Shu hated himself for being so emotionally slow.

If you understand your own heart earlier, if you understand the other person's heart earlier.

They may have entered the period of passionate love and already have many good memories.

But it's not too late now.

The sleeping fox felt himself trapped in a fiery swaddle.

The soft belly is next to the firm muscles, and there is a strong heartbeat.

He didn't think the sound was noisy, but it was like a lullaby that would make him fall asleep peacefully.

It is this heartbeat that belongs exclusively to Cheng Shu, which is the driving force that has pulled him to persevere all these years.

It is also this person's unique aura that is unique to others, which allows Jiang Younian's frail body to be healed very well.

This is the life-saving medicine that belongs only to him.