Roll in the arms of the iceberg boss

That's the morgue.

It's just been deprecated a long time ago.

Because the hospital wanted to build a new hospital site there, but there was no plan, and the government had not yet approved it, so it has been abandoned.

Bo Shuohan pursed his lips, his black eyes were cold, "Go and have a look."

A group of three and a driver walked over.

The place where they are standing now is about a kilometer away from the morgue. Because there has been no one for a long time, there are half-waist-high weeds in the middle.

Bai Lian was both surprised and delighted, "Young Master Bo, look here!"

There is a series of obvious footprints in the middle of the wild grass, which is particularly eye-catching in the place where the grass is all around.

Few people came here, and the people who arranged to search heard that this was a wasteland, and subconsciously ignored this place.

Bo Shuohan also saw it, his cold black eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but quicken his steps.

He was afraid that if he was a second late, his little fox would disappear.

The few people following him couldn't keep up at all.

The distance between five and six minutes, Bo Shuohan only took one minute.

He stood still in front of the gray concrete house, looking at the heavy rusted iron door, but didn't reach out to touch it.

He was afraid, afraid that Cheng Jin would not be inside.

He will continue to search endlessly like this.

But Bai Lian said in surprise, "Young Master Bo, this lock seems to be new."

The iron door of the mortuary is the opposite of the usual anti-theft door, with an iron latch on the outside, and a heavy silver-white lock hanging on it, glowing in the setting sun.

Bo Shuohan's heart jumped suddenly, his black eyes were burning, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Call someone to come and open the door."

At this time, Dean Chen had just arrived. Hearing this, he couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead, "I'll ask someone to arrange a stretcher."

The driver who went around the window suddenly shouted: "Bo Shao, Cheng Shao is inside, you can see it from the window."

Cheng Jin was awakened by a series of ear-piercing chirping sounds, and realized that he was not dead. He asked the system in his brain, "Have you performed...time...backtracking?..."

System, [No. 】The host is not dead yet, he has no way to go back in time.

He didn't dare to say the latter sentence, because he was afraid that Cheng Jin would scold him.

Cheng Jin was so weak that he leaned against the wall slantingly, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids.

His sanity has begun to blur.One moment is why Boss hasn't come to rescue him, and another moment is such a loud noise.

"Did you hear... what sound?..."

He asked the system feebly in his head.

The system, 【I am a set of data, I have no sense of hearing. 】

Yes.

How could he forget that the system is not human anymore.

Maybe it's because it always speaks in his head, so he subconsciously anthropomorphized it.

At this time, there was a clear and clear sound of glass breaking suddenly from above, accompanied by a familiar voice——

"Cheng Jin, Cheng Jin..."

It's strange, how could he hear the voice of the boss?

Is it because I am dying, so I have auditory hallucinations?

It turns out that he loves the big brother to such an extent that at the last moment of his life, the person he misses is the big brother.

If the boss really came to rescue him and went out again, he would dedicate the chastity of his ass to him.

Cheng Jin was thinking in a daze, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he obviously wanted to sleep, but the voice above his head kept going, making it so loud that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

"Be patient, I'll rescue you right away."

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, okay?"

Seems like a really thin guy.

He really came to rescue him?

A burst of strength came from somewhere, Cheng Jin raised his head with great effort, and looked towards the window.

Across the cold mottled railings, there was a face with sharp lines, a straight nose, and thin and indifferent lips.

And the owner of that handsome face was looking at him with scarlet eyes.

What a boss!

Cheng Jin opened his eyes slightly, and before he could yell for help, the face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He blinked, then blinked again, the railing was still empty.

It turned out to be an illusion!

But the boss was so scary just now, especially like the face of the dean who suddenly appeared outside during self-study.

At this moment, there was a loud bang at the door.

The sound was so loud that Cheng Jin's eyelids trembled in shock.He turned his head to look hard, and saw a figure running towards him like a whirlwind.

Immediately afterwards, he felt himself being hugged horizontally, and the tip of his nose was filled with a familiar breath.

"..."

what? !

Is it true? !

I don't know why, but now I suddenly feel that the boss's face is much better than the dean's!

"Boss, you are so slow."

He whimpered, thinking that his voice was very loud, but in fact he didn't make any sound at all.

Bo Shuohan's eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were full of anger, but he held Cheng Jin cautiously.

Mingming Cheng didn't make a sound at all, but he understood, his always steady voice was trembling, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

The medical staff had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing Bo Shuohan coming out with Cheng Jin in his arms, they quickly brought the stretcher over, and someone put a small bottle of glucose near Cheng Jin's mouth.

Cheng Jin opened his mouth subconsciously, feeling the slightly sweet taste, and immediately turned into a wolf.

Before Bo Shuohan could finish his sentence slowly, Cheng Jin drank up the little bottle of glucose.

The dry throat was moistened, and Cheng Jin managed to recover a bit of energy. He looked at Bo Shuohan helplessly, and asked weakly, "Is there any more?..."

The little fox's voice was as if it had been severely rubbed with sandpaper, it was so hoarse.

Bo Shuohan twisted his heart, asked someone to take another bottle, and handed it to Cheng Jin's mouth, "I can only drink one more bottle."

Cheng Jin finished his drink in one gulp, nodded slightly, and then leaned his head into Bo Shuohan's arms.

He was too tired to speak at all.

Even if he drank two bottles of glucose, it didn't work. After all, he wasn't a balloon, and he could recover with some water.

He needs to fill ten bottles of water.

Feeling his body being put down, he subconsciously grabbed Bo Shuohan's hand.

But before he could hold it tightly, he slid down weakly.

He had no strength at all, and he couldn't even do the action of catching someone.

Feeling the little fox's touch, Bo Shuohan grabbed him with his backhand, "Don't worry, just ask the doctor to check you up."

Cheng Jin blinked his eyes and tried his best to smile at Bo Shuohan.

He was telling Bo Shuohan that he was neither worried nor afraid.

He just wants a bowl of porridge to drink, after all he is really hungry!The kind of hunger with the chest sticking to the back!

Bo Shuohan tightened his grip on Cheng Jin's hand, leaned over and planted a kiss on his forehead.

"It's useless to laugh now. I'll still spank you when you recover."

Cheng Jin didn't hear this sentence, he really lost his strength, and passed out after laughing.

Seeing that Cheng Jin closed his eyes, Bo Shuohan's heart almost stopped in shock.It was not until the doctor said that the patient was unconscious due to weakness that the beating resumed.

Cheng Jin slept for a day and a night, and when he was fully awake, it was midnight on the third day.

It was completely silent outside.The light in the VIP ward is designed to be particularly warm, not like a ward at all, but like a high-end hotel.

He moved his fingers and found that there was a needle stuck in the back of his hand, and there was only a small half of the large bottle of medicine left.

Bo Shuohan was sitting on the single sofa in front of the hospital bed, holding documents in his hand, but he was already asleep.

It should be extremely tired, and there is still a trace of tiredness between the brows.

Cheng Jin couldn't help staring at him.

The dim light shrouded his face, as if it had cast a layer of light on him.The straight eyebrows, the high nose, the thin lips...everywhere is carefully carved out by God.

Such a man is simply God's favorite.

Family background, appearance, and ability are all bad.

He didn't understand why such a man would...grow his body.

All right.Might as well like him a little bit.

After all, if she didn't like him, she wouldn't have worked so hard to save him, and would've been sitting here guarding him motionless.

So he had to suspect that the boss had a hole in his head, and that hole was called not being able to pick a partner.

Cheng Jin was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't notice that the man he guessed had a brain hole had opened his eyes.

It wasn't until a pair of warm palms lightly touched his cheeks that he came back to his senses.

"Sorry, I fell asleep. Why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

Because it's not too late.

Cheng Jin really wanted to answer Bo Shuohan like this, but he felt that it would be better not to stop the scenery at this time, so he chose a more pleasant answer.

"Seeing that you're soundly asleep, I'm not ashamed to shout."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the man's eyes suddenly darken, and then the extremely handsome face gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, and there was a soft touch on his lips.

The kiss is instant.

Cheng Jin feels regretful inexplicably.

"I asked the chef to make porridge. The doctor said that you haven't eaten for a few days and your stomach is very weak. You can only drink porridge for the time being."

No kisses, porridge is also good.

Cheng Jin was immediately distracted by the porridge, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Obviously, in front of the boss before, he could say anything.But now he couldn't flatter as usual, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Bo Shuohan didn't need him to answer, so he got up, opened the thermos box, and poured the porridge into a bowl.

The white porridge was still steaming, and the fragrant smell kept drilling down the nose.

Cheng Jin felt that he had never been so hungry.

Oh, and it doesn't count when locked up.

Bo Shuohan sat by the bed, stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, let it cool down, and fed it to Cheng Jin's mouth.

Cheng Jin was embarrassed, "I'll do it myself."

Bo Shuohan raised his eyelids and glanced at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin was inexplicably cowardly, and silently opened his mouth.

The big guy who doesn't speak and only stares at others is full of domineering aura, which makes his legs go weak.

It's just that as soon as the porridge ate, Cheng Jin didn't have the energy to pay attention to whether the big brother was male or female, he just wished that Bo Shuohan would feed him faster, faster.

Bo Shuohan saw through his thoughts, and explained: "The doctor said that it is not suitable for you to eat too fast."

Cheng Jin: "...All right."

Doctor Max.

Oh no.

The big guy is the biggest.

A bowl of porridge was drained quickly, Cheng Jin finished licking the last piece of rice in the spoon, and looked at Bo Shuohan eagerly.

"Take another sip, will you?"

Just as Bo Shuohan was about to give the hand that put the spoon a pause, he pursed his lips forcefully, "Just one bite."

Cheng Jin nodded frantically, staring at the thermos bucket, wishing he could snatch it from the boss.

Then he just stared at the big brother... really just scooped him a spoonful of porridge with a spoon.

Hello!Boss, wake up!

You are the overlord, don't just listen to an unimportant character, if he wants a spoonful, give him a bucket, can't you?