Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

Qi Xiaoyu looked away and stood up.

The white-browed hero then rolled, stood up from the ground, raised his head, and looked at Qi Xiaoyu with his big round eyes motionless, as if he was afraid that he would not see Qi Xiaoyu for a long time again in a blink of an eye.

Qi Xiaoyu looked at it so pitifully, bent down and stroked it for a while.

At the same time, he thought of the conversation between Xun Qian and Jiang Jing that he heard at the door just now, and also remembered something else.

He signed the divorce agreement at the beginning, not only because Xun Qian sent it to him, but also because he decided to let go and get out in time.

But now four months have passed, Xun Qian has not developed any plot with Tang Yuning.

Mao Chi did not get his wish.

Time seemed to tell him that the plot was not as good as before.

Seeing Qi Xiaoyu get up, Xun Qian looked away and said to the doctor, "Doctor He, if you are ready, you can take him to the operation."

Only then did the doctor dare to turn around, "Okay."

Hearing the conversation between Xun Qian and Qi Xiaoyu just now, he looked like a family, so when he turned to Qi Xiaoyu, he was very polite, "Sir, can you hand over the dog to me? The operating room is right next door." In the room inside, the two of you can go to the lounge next to it and wait."

The white-browed hero seemed to understand what the doctor said. He stood up with his hind paws, and yanked Qi Xiaoyu's legs a few times with his front paws, as if he was anxious to hug and refused to leave.

Qi Xiaoyu patted the white-browed hero on the head, signaling him to follow the doctor, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

Xun Qian also came to coax it, "Come out and feed you beef jerky."

The white-browed hero didn't know whether he understood Qi Xiaoyu's words, or understood the three words "beef jerky", he yelled at the sky a few times, and reluctantly followed the doctor to the operating room.

Qi Xiaoyu and Xun Qian went all the way to the door of the operating room.

In the operating room, a nurse is disinfecting a pile of surgical instruments.

Looking at the operating bed and a bunch of professional equipment, Qi Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little worried when he thought of cutting the abdomen first and then doing the surgery. He was more worried than doing the surgery himself. After all, it was such a special place...

Xun Qian seemed to see his worry, and said lightly, "It shouldn't be a big problem. I have checked a few times before and confirmed the location."

The nurse took out a bottle of spray and sprayed it on the hero with white eyebrows, Qi Xiaoyu immediately asked, "What's in that spray bottle? Is it an anesthetic?"

"Well, spray it first, and then give it an injection. Last time I took it for a vaccination, it fluttered so much that it almost hurt the nurse who gave it an injection."

When the two talked about the hero with white eyebrows, it was like discussing a child they raised together, and both of them couldn't help but talk more.

The surgery takes about three hours.

After the anesthesia was administered, they saw the doctor put the comatose white-browed hero on the operating table, and the two waited in the lounge next to the female nurse leading him down.

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The lounge is very warmly decorated, surrounded by beige sofas, a coffee table, a bouquet of flowers on the coffee table, a TV on the wall, and a yellow diamond-shaped carpet on the floor.

Qi Xiaoyu was sitting on a single sofa, and Xun Qian was sitting in her wheelchair.

The two were relatively silent for a while, and left the white-browed hero, feeling a little speechless for a while.

Qi Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone and started to deal with work.

He originally made an appointment with Chuhe to see the final draft of the script today, but now he can only postpone the time and ask Chuhe to send the manuscript to his mobile phone for him to read first, and then he will go to someone else later.

Xun Qian took out her phone and pressed it a few times, then lowered her head, as if closing her eyes to rest.

After about ten minutes, there was a knock on the door outside, and Xun Qian answered "Come in".

Qi Xiaoyu looked up, and the person who came in was Zhang Han in a suit and leather shoes.

Zhang Han froze for a moment when he saw Qi Xiaoyu, and then showed a clear expression.He was carrying a computer bag in his right hand and a thermos cup in his left hand. When he came in, he first said hello to Xun Qian, and then to Qi Xiaoyu.

Qi Xiaoyu hooked the mask off with his index finger, and also greeted Zhang Han.Although he lives in the Weihao Hotel, the two of them are very busy recently, and they don't meet many times.

Zhang Han was very winky, and he didn't waste much time after saying hello. He put the things in his hand down in front of Xun Qian, said that he had something to do at work, and took him out quickly. Before leaving, he said, "I called Two bodyguards came up and waited at the door, and the third master will give orders at any time if there is anything to do."

The first meaning of those words is the literal meaning, and the second is to keep quiet and no one disturbs.

Xun Qian didn't know if he had listened. He took the computer, then stretched out his long hand, and pushed the thermos cup in Qi Xiaoyu's direction, "It's for you."

Qi Xiaoyu has always been too lazy to be hypocritical about such unacceptable matters, not to mention that Xun Qian's things are never bad.

He reached out to take the thermos cup, opened it, and immediately a fresh fruity fragrance wafted out.

He took a sip, and it was rock sugar pear water. The taste was not bad, the thickness and sweetness were just right, and it was very comfortable to moisten the throat.

Xun Qian watched as Qi Xiaoyu drank half a glass of rock sugar pear water before turning on the computer and lowering his head to deal with work.

In the room, there were only slight clicking sounds from typing, and the sound of central air-conditioning ventilation.

After about an hour or so, Qi Xiaoyu read all the changes in the script, and fell asleep on the sofa.

As soon as his hand holding the phone slipped down and hung on the armrest of the sofa, Xun Qian realized that he had fallen asleep.

Xun Qian didn't move, just raised his eyes, but all his attention was immediately shifted from the computer to Qi Xiaoyu.

Xun Qian didn't move, just watched quietly, looking at Qi Xiaoyu's occasionally fluttering eyelashes, gently pursed lips, and the collarbone protruding from the neckline of his T-shirt.If sight is tangible, then he must have carved Qi Xiaoyu into a sculpture now.

He watched quietly for a while, and after making sure that Qi Xiaoyu had fallen asleep, he finally couldn't help it, closed the laptop, put it gently by his feet, got up and walked towards Qi Xiaoyu.

There is a thick carpet in the lounge.

Xun Qian stepped on the ground, barely making a sound.

He took off his coat and covered Qi Xiaoyu's body, then looked down at the sleeping person in front of him, feeling an urge to hug him and rub him tightly in his arms.

But he restrained himself, he just watched with his eyes like before, then bent down and leaned his body in Qi Xiaoyu's direction.

He likes Qi Xiaoyu, but is also afraid that Qi Xiaoyu will be involved in a nightmare vortex if he is with him, just like the accident of falling from a horse last time.

He repeatedly made up his mind to stay away from Qi Xiaoyu.

But every time he saw Qi Xiaoyu, longing and longing were like tides, drowning him, making him unable to breathe, and he couldn't suppress it with all his strength.

He carefully looked at Qi Xiaoyu's sleeping face. At first he kept Qi Xiaoyu because his sister's shadow was faintly visible in Qi Xiaoyu's facial features, but looking at it now, Qi Xiaoyu was Qi Xiaoyu, but he let him Even more fascinated.

He had never met such a person as Qi Xiaoyu before, and he could endure such a person living in gloom and darkness.

But now that he has lived with Qi Xiaoyu, it is extremely unbearable to become a person again.

It was still the same villa and servants, but there was something missing everywhere, even the lawn in midsummer seemed to be cast with a layer of gray shadow.

Xun Qian stretched out her hand, and wiped Qi Xiaoyu's lips like a dragonfly touching water, and then pinched the end of his hair and rubbed it gently a few times.

Qi Xiaoyu still didn't wake up, her breathing from the tip of her nose was steady and soothing.

According to the hotel manager, he has been working very hard recently, and the lights are often on in the middle of the night, which seems to be really tired.

After Xun Qian touched it with his hands, he still felt that it was not enough. He remembered that time when he taught Qi Xiaoyu to smoke, the other party's red ears and warm breath.

He thought for a while, leaned closer, and touched the other's lips vaguely.

Very briefly, and then stay a centimeter down.

This relieved his long-suppressed liking and love a little bit, and it seemed to be more intense, as strong as autumn's indelible, ubiquitous maple red, all over the sky, everywhere, and surrounded him.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Tianqi not Panax notoginseng; 5 bottles of Yanziju;