Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

"Is he seriously ill? How could..."

After learning that Ye Minghong was ill, Zheng Ming's hand holding the phone trembled.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Fanghua, who was lying on the hospital bed, felt Zheng Ming's mood swings, and looked at him worriedly, "Did something happen to the young master of the Wei family?"

"No, no, no." Realizing that he lost his composure, Zheng Ming hurriedly shook his head.

But how could the panic in his eyes escape his mother's eyes, "It's about that girl."

"Huh? What."

Zheng Ming was a little taken aback by what his mother said, but soon realized that what his mother was talking about was Ye Minghong who was disguised as a woman that day, "It's not my mother, it's not him."

"She hasn't been here for several months, I remember the last time you saw someone who looked like her..."

"Mom, let's stop talking, you just finished the operation a few days ago, and you are not in good health, so don't talk so much." Zheng Ming sat on his mother's bedside, took an orange and wanted to peel it for her, " Let me peel an orange for you."

"You like people."

Zheng Ming's hands that were peeling the oranges paused, then lowered his head and continued peeling, "What do you like or not? He and I are just ordinary friends, and he's about to get married, and he's a rich and powerful person. I'm not right for him."

"Why is it inappropriate? My son is no worse than others, and you have found a job with a good salary now?

Although we are not big bosses, we can still afford a house. Isn't this still the bodyguard of the Wei family?It's pretty cool to say it. "

"Mom, that's not the problem." Zheng Ming sighed, looked into his mother's eyes, and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only continue to peel the oranges with his head down, "Forget it." No more, no more, no more."

"You child." Yuan Fanghua took his son's hand peeling oranges, pulled it in front of him, clasped it with both hands, "I don't know you yet, if you don't care about others, you will bring them to see me For the past three months, you have always had something on your mind, so tell me, what happened to you and Ye Ye. "

"Yeye...how is he Yeye? Mom, he, he is a man named Ye Minghong."

"male?"

"Ah, man."

Zheng Ming drooped his head very dejectedly, and explained everything to his mother in detail.

Everything goes back to the day he sent Jin Youxin to Ye Minghong Clinic three months ago.

Jin Youxin was hurt by Wei Yan, and kept crying in the car, Zheng Ming was also upset by his crying, wanted to comfort others, but didn't know how to speak.

"Mr. Jin, don't cry, take a break, your eyes are swollen."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I don't want to cry, hiccup, hiccup, but I feel bad." Jin Youxin looked at Zheng Ming who was driving in front pitifully and said.

Zheng Ming saw that his pear blossoms were full of rain, and he was really pitiful, so he took out two pieces of paper and comforted him: "Mr. It's a little slow in that regard, because his mind is always on the job, always trying to get things done."

"I, hiccup, I know, hiccup, but he, he put me on the bed because I was a man, and ran away by himself, obviously he kissed me first, hiccup, he kissed me first."

"This, this...he is really an asshole."

"That's right, woo woo..." Jin Youxin lowered his head and wiped away his tears, crying even more sadly.

Zheng Ming had a big head, and hurriedly brought him into Ye Minghong's clinic as quickly as possible.

He stood at the door of the clinic with Jin Youxin, and just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the door opened, and a slender white hand stretched out from the crack of the door, directly pulling him and Jin Youxin into the room.

At this time, Ye Minghong was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs, and he was walking around on the ground with his bare feet. Looking at his slender and well-proportioned body, Zheng Ming couldn't help swallowing, "Master Ye , You, why don't you have any clothes on."

"Of course it's for the sake of doing things with you later." Ye Minghong was holding all kinds of women's clothes, standing in front of the mirror and making gestures one by one. Hearing his question, he even winked at him .

When Zheng Ming saw him like this, he felt as if his soul was out of his body. He hurriedly turned away from looking at him, took out a small test tube from his briefcase, and handed it to Ye Minghong, "This is what Yue Han asked me to do. For you, he hopes you can help get the DNA out as soon as possible."

"OK, no problem." Ye Minghong took the test tube, put it on the shelf in front of the table, and then continued to compare the flamboyant lady's clothes on himself, "Obviously, which dress do you think I look like?" More flirtatious?"

"what?"

"This one, or this one?" Ye Minghong placed two pieces of clothes that were barely supported by a few strips of fabric, not considered clothes, and gestured in front of him.

"All, very..." Zheng Ming blushed, then quickly shook his head and said, "What are you doing wearing these clothes!"

"Of course it's to prepare for our two-day date. Yuehan didn't tell you. In the next two days, do you belong to me? In return for helping him, you are mine."

"Even if it's like this, I don't want this kind of thing, it's too, too..." Zheng Ming covered his face with his hands, suddenly thought of something, and pushed Jin Youxin, who was crying all the time behind him, "Don't say it yet. This, Yue Han should tell you, let you see a doctor for him, he has never been sick, and now he has a fever, you see a doctor for him, prescribe a medicine, and then let him stay here for two days .”

"Eh, eh? There is a third person in the world of two of you and me?"

"What kind of world for two people..." Zheng Ming muttered, pushing Xiao Jin past Ye Minghong, "He is a very important person, and he is very accurate in fortune-telling, and can bring good luck to others. If you help him, he will Good luck."

"Is it really that amazing?"

"Mr. Jin is the one who saved Mr. Wei Yan's business crisis. As long as Mr. Wei Yan is with him, things will go smoothly."

"Then can he make me lucky today?" Probably because he was too devastated by the marriage urging, Ye Minghong put his hands together, bowed to Jin Youxin, and said, "I hope I don't have a blind date today."

"Today, hiccup, as long as, as long as hiccup, you don't go out, there will be no blind date, hiccup, you are not suitable to go out today, hiccup, someone will handle the blind date for you."

Jin Youxin was sobbing, looking pitiful, "Also, I think you, you'd better dress normally today, or you might be scolded, hiccup."

"Then I'll change to a normal one."

A dead horse is a living horse doctor, and Ye Minghong really believed in Jin Youxin. He quickly changed into a doctor's uniform and gold-rimmed glasses, and directly became a seductive and ascetic male god. "That's okay."

"Looking at hiccup, it's much more comfortable, but in front of your lover, wearing women's clothing will give you extra points. Your lover will prefer your appearance in women's clothing, and you can also win the favor of your future mother-in-law, hiccup, but it's just me, say whatever you want Yes, you don't have to believe it."

"Obviously I believe you, and I believe you. Then, as a reward for your fortune-telling, I will give you a free examination and prescribe medicine. After all, this is what Yuehan told me."

Jin Youxin shook his head, "No, I have to catch a plane, hiccup."

"Yes, yes, don't catch any planes, Yue Han won't let you go, you can stay with me, let me have a few days of good luck."

As he said that, Ye Minghong forced him to do a series of examinations, "It should be a fever caused by a sore throat. This is nothing. I will prescribe a medicine for you. You will be fine after taking the medicine for two days. After you take the medicine, you will be fine." Go to the room inside to sleep, and I want to give Zheng Ming a checkup, okay."

Jin Youxin took the medicine, but bit his lip and shook his head vigorously, "I'm going to catch a plane."

"What flight are you catching?" Ye Minghong signaled Zheng Ming to carry the luggage for Jin Youxin, and then pushed him into the room, "The bed in my room is very comfortable, you just take medicine and sleep on the bed If you feel sweaty, you'll be fine, and you'll be refreshed, okay?"

"No, I..."

"Then, sleep well. Zheng Ming also needs to be checked, so I'll take him for the checkup. Remember, after taking the medicine, sleep well, and you must sleep well."

Ye Minghong worriedly told Jin Youxin several times, and then closed the door and locked the door, "Okay, the small trouble is solved, now we have to solve the big trouble for Mingming."

"Me? Me, me, I, I think I'll let it go." Zheng Ming kept backing away, shaking his head and refusing.

But Ye Minghong grabbed his hand and took him to the examination room, "Yuehan said that you always feel pain in the burnt area recently, right? I have more advanced machines here. I will examine you before you go to me." In that room, take off your clothes, lie on the bed, and I'll check it for you as soon as I'm ready."

"I, my..."

Seeing that Zheng Ming was still hesitating, Ye Minghong looked at him with a smile, and said softly: "If you obviously don't cooperate, I'll tell Yuehan that you didn't bring the things over—"

"Why is this..."

Zheng Ming "Gudu" swallowed his saliva. Even though he was unwilling psychologically, he still trembled and raised his hand, and took off his clothes at once. Both of them like to lie."

"Have you taken it off yet? I'm ready here." Ye Minghong washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his fair shoulders, and stood by the bed staring at him.

"Okay, okay."

Zheng Ming nodded, naked, lying beside him, "I don't look good."

"How could it not look good?"

Ye Minghong looked down at Zheng Ming's back, which was supposed to be smooth and fair, but it was uneven and very rough. The skin seemed to be tangled together, covering almost the entire back, even the legs, hands, etc. There are also sporadic body parts. This kind of body looks horrible and disgusting to others, but it feels distressing to Ye Minghong.

He stretched out his slender hand to touch the burn on Zheng Ming's back, but he felt the trembling of the man's body.

"Relax, we have done this check many times, don't be shy."

"I, I know." But how could it be possible not to be shy, especially the hands are so beautiful and soft to the touch, Zheng Ming even felt that his breathing became short of breath, "Did you see anything?"

"Hmm..." Ye Minghong almost lay beside him, looked at him carefully with the instrument, finally sighed heavily, and said, "Obviously, I still think you should consider skin grafting, and Yue Han also said that he couldn't check it. To find out why you are in pain, I have also checked it with the equipment here, and there is no problem, so what I am thinking now is that the pain may be your psychological problem. "

"How is it possible, I really hurt, how could it be psychological..."

"I said before that you have a stress reaction again, and it may be more serious now." Ye Minghong sighed heavily, and asked Zheng Ming: "If you see the fire now, how would you feel? You may have passed the fire in the past two days. The scene of a fire, or use an open flame at home by yourself..."

"I use induction cooker at home, I don't use fire."

"That's past the scene of the fire."

"I, I didn't..." Zheng Ming suddenly seemed to think of something, and the whole person paused, "It's time to see my mother."

Ye Minghong touched Zheng Ming's wound with his hand again, "Sure enough, the skin graft removed the scar, maybe you won't think about it."

"I'm not going to take the scar off."

"why?"

"Because it reminds me not to meddle in my own business."

"Obviously..."

"Why do you always want me to remove the injury!" When it comes to removing the injury, Zheng Ming will be very excited, his voice is much louder than usual, and he is very angry, "Do you dislike my injury? Ugly? If you think it’s ugly, you don’t need to show it to me at all. There’s no need to hold back your disgust and show it to me. I... um..."

Ye Minghong kissed the ugly scar on Zheng Ming's back directly, "How could my Mingming be disgusting? My Mingming is the best."

"You, what are you doing! So dirty, you, you..."

"Not dirty at all, not disgusting at all, obviously the best."

"Ah, you, you don't want to do it every time. Is this also the treatment method of a psychiatrist? Stop kissing, you..." Zheng Ming felt a little confused when he kissed him like this.

Why is it like this every time, he obviously wants to get angry, it's rare for him to want to get angry, why isn't he even allowed to get angry?

Ye Minghong, a psychiatrist, is really bad. He knows his weakness, and he will always use his hands and mouth to seduce himself. If his will is not firm, he will really die!

Fortunately, he is determined, but, something seems wrong today, he seems to have been teased a little too much...

At this time, Jin Youxin quietly looked at the door that seemed to be locked by Ye Minghong, and sighed, "I'm so impatient, I don't know if the chain is locked."

He gently opened the door, wanting to talk to Ye Minghong about leaving by plane, but seeing that the two people in the examination room were too busy, he was very tactful and didn't bother him, left a note for him, and dragged his luggage box left...