What should I do if I get stalked by my ex-boyfriend?

That kind of emotion is too strong, like a prairie fire, but it doesn't want to burn others, but...

burn yourself out.

Shang Xian was taken aback by the thoughts in his heart, but looking at the man's quiet side face, this ominous premonition couldn't go away, thinking that the man had entered the medical department one after another in such a short time since his return. I went to the room twice, and I just skillfully swallowed a large amount of painkillers, and the worries and doubts in my heart became deeper and deeper.

He stretched out his hand to grab Qi Zhi's slender wrist, which he thought was already thin enough when he looked at it before, but only after he touched it did he realize that it was not only thin, but only bones. Although the man's health was not good two years ago, but It was never so skinny.

In the past two years, how did Qi Zhi take care of himself? !

Veins popped out of Shang Xian's forehead, and he couldn't control his anger at all: "Qi Zhi, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

His voice was so loud that Qi Zhi couldn't help but feel a little headache, and the stomach that had finally calmed down began to have a faint pain, but compared to before, it was better, and it was completely within his tolerance.

Qi Zhi withdrew his hand, pressed it against his stomach indiscriminately, pressed it slightly, his voice remained unchanged, and said with a faint smile: "Shang Xian, it's nothing interesting, I'm just talking nonsense."

Unexpectedly, that artificial organ insisted on singing against him. As soon as he finished speaking, he twitched violently, as if he was refuting what his master said. But he could not control the shallow traces of pain, and was noticed by the doctor who had been paying attention to him.

Seeing his bravery, Shang Xian couldn't help but get angry: "Qi Zhi, what's wrong with you? Why did you become so thin all of a sudden? Why did you use so much painkiller medicine? You weren't in good health before, don't you? Do you know how to be more careful?"

He wanted to take away the man's rough hand, but was gently blocked.

"I am fine."

Qi Zhi's smile had a hint of comfort, but he didn't know that the phrase "I'm fine" was not convincing at all from his extremely pale face.

Unable to suppress his anger any longer, Shang Xian suppressed his voice and roared: "I've said it all, I'm a doctor! Qi Zhi, can I not see your real physical condition? What happened in those two years at the border? ?”

It is very scary for someone who has always been calm to get angry. Counting Shang Xian's life experience in the past twenty years, the number of times he really got angry is also very small.

He is not usually a person who gets angry easily, and it is especially intimidating when he gets angry, not to mention that Qi Zhi felt guilty towards him.

Reluctantly bent his lips, the man had no choice but to choose a bit of half-truth and half-fake and said: "It's really fine, but I've been too busy at the border for two years. I don't eat regularly, so I feel uncomfortable in my stomach. It looks a little scary. It will be fine after a few days of cultivation."

Seeing that the doctor's anger still didn't seem to dissipate, Qi Zhi sighed, and raised a hand to promise: "As for the painkiller, I won't do it next time, don't worry..."

Before the man finished speaking, a clear voice suddenly came from his arms: "What painkiller?"

Su Yan opened those amber cat eyes, and realized that he was lying in the arms of a man. His body froze for a moment, and he didn't know where to look. The people behind seemed to understand his embarrassment and didn't worry about it. Hold on to him.

Qiang got up calmly, Su Yan walked to another seat and sat down, frowning and asked: "What painkiller?"