Chapter 3 The Second Female Military Instructor

 

 

    How cool was Yan Qing's mentality to understand?

 

    But he couldn't show that he was blank in this regard. He should be tortured, so he put on a handsome face and said ruthlessly, "Go away!" 

 

    Zhan Wuyou didn't ask why he didn't let him and obediently walked out of the room. 

 

    He only wore a pajama, and the night of the early spring was still a bit chilly, he shivered when he was blown by the wind in the corridor. 

 

    "Master," he looked back at Yan Qing. 

 

    Yan Qing stood at the door watching him. 

 

    The child stood in the room with hands clasped, his beautiful little face was pale, and his voice was stained with deep tiredness, "Can I go to the guest room to sleep?" 

 

    As the little lamb who was replaced to make amends, his life in the Yan's house was not much better than living in the Zhan's house, and Su Xiaoyan's admirers came to trouble him from time to time.

 

    If it was not the last resort, he would rush into the bed like in his previous life. 

 

    And Yan Qing, who seems to be the most domineering, couldn't stand the least threatening little things. Such as cats, dogs, and such as Zhan Wuyou at this time. 

 

    "I, I seem to have a fever," Zhan Wuyou's eyes were wet, and his thin figure became thinner in the dark. He seemed to be unable to speak, and cowardly said, "The quilt in the utility room accidentally got wet. So, I, can I go to the guest room to sleep?"

 

    Utility room? The things rarely used at home were usually piled up by servants in small single rooms in the underground garage, where there was no sunshine all year round, no one usually cleaned them, and there was a lot of dust and dirt. 

 

    Don't talk about living, you don't have to think about it. 

 

    Yan Qing frowned dissatisfied, "Who arranged for you to live there?" He consciously set up a romantic design, not a scum that treated his bed partner harshly. 

 

    What's more, men would always be a little different to the person who became their first time. 

 

    "You go to the next room to sleep and call the doctor when you are sick." Yan Qing didn't want to give this gadget the illusion that he really cared about him, so he closed the door neatly after speaking.

 

    Zhan Wuyou was too strong in his previous life. After the first time, he went back to the messy small single room and developed a high fever the next day.

 

    No one in the Yan family cared about him at all. After two days of dragging him out, he had been dripping for two days and was dying. At that time, Yan Qing had already left the country, and the admirers who were eager to show off to Su Xiaoyan didn't care about him, escorted him to the Xingtang and interrupted his legs. 

 

    He was able to cope with half of this. 

 

    This time he specialized in Yan Qing’s weakness, not just staying in the guest room, but the guest room next to the master’s room. 

 

    Zhan Wuyou grinned at the closed door. The expression of the pitiful little pet long ago has became the noble and haughty of the superior in his previous life. 

 

    The reason for the high fever was that someone's protein in the body had not been processed. This time, the high fever must be used well. 

 

    As for the family doctor that Yan Qing said, the doctor was Su Xiaoyan's admirer No. 2 wouldn't care about his life and death.

 

At six o'clock in the morning, Yan Qing, who was accustomed to morning exercises, picked up the pitiful one with high fever and fainting outside his door. 

 

    Zhan Wuyou, who was already in a coma, was awakened by the sound of Yan Qing opening the door.

 

    He slowly raised his head, his blushing face was gorgeous and pitiful. He stretched out his hand and carefully held Yan Qing's trousers, his voice was weak like a newborn cub, "Master, master, I, I'm so uncomfortable..." 

 

    After speaking, he passed out neatly. 

 

    Yan Qing took a deep breath and became angry. 

 

    Didn’t you call a family doctor before going to bed? Still burnt this ghostly virtue? ! 

 

    Hua Jinghe, the family doctor who failed to be called last night, was called to Yan Qing's bedroom early in the morning. 

 

    "What's the matter?" Yan Qing sat on the chair beside the bed with a calm face, "Do you still need the patient to run to my door to invite you for help?"

 

    Hua Jinghe stood with low eyebrows, his arrogance completely gone. Last night he refused to Zhan Wuyou's with arrogance, "I, I slept too deep last night..."

 

    "Sleep too deep?" Yan Qing said with a smile, "It seems that the bed is too comfortable. You will tidy up later..." He didn't remember Zhan Wuyou's name, so he stuck it for a while and said, "Go to the patient and change the room, You will not sleep too deep, so there is no need to ask me to see a doctor? also just standing there for what?"

 

    Hua Jinghe didn't dare anymore, in panic he hurriedly went to bed and took Zhan Wuyou's temperature.

 

    Yan Qing sat on a chair all the way, watching Hua Jinghe took off Zhan Wuyou's shirt after taking his body temperature. When he stretched his hand to the child's waistband, he finally couldn't help standing up. 

 

    Hua Jinghe was taken aback by his sudden movement, turned his head and looked at this 'living Hades', a little uneasy. 

 

    Yan Qing didn't know what he was doing when he stood up. Just thinking of what the child looked like in bed yesterday, he didn't want others to look at his body. 

 

    "I'll do it." Yan Qing walked to the bed a few steps, asked Hua Jinghe, "What do you want to check?" 

 

    Hua Jinghe silently thought of Zhan Wuyou's position in this home, and said respectfully, "Thank you, please take a look at his, anus...cough, is it swollen there?" 

 

    Yan Qing: "..." 

 

    Yan Ye was a ruthless representative figure. After a few breaths, he pulled off Zhan Wuyou's pants. He opened his leg outwards, glanced at him, and said succinctly, "It's swollen." 

 

    Hua Jinghe lowered his head and accepted the referral consultation from the family tyrant, "After indulgence, he has a high fever. It is very likely that the contents inside have not been cleaned. You... "

 

It was the first time for Yan Qing last night, how did he know that after doing this kind of thing, he needed to take it out afterwards?  It seemed that the child also confused. 

 

    He said with a cold face, "Bring the tools here." 

 

    Anyway, it was already this step, and it was not too bad to take out his 'sons'. 

 

    Zhan Wuyou , who needed to rest due to high fever, occupied Yan Qing's bed openly.

 

    A gadget that came to make amends flew up to the branch overnight, and Dr. Hua Jinghe, who was resident in the Yan's house, was punished by Yan Ye to the utility room for neglecting him.

 

    As soon as this happened, the entire Yan family changed slightly. 

 

    The first to bear the brunt was Su Xiaoyan, who was far away in the hospital. 

 

    Senior VIP hospital suite. 

 

    Su Xiaoyan leaned on the light pink hospital bed. The blue and white striped clothes belonged to the hospital was put away by her as early as when the nurse sent it over. She was wearing silk pajama brought by her from home. 

 

    The simple light beige pajama lined her white skin became more and more transparent, and the whole person looked well-behaved and harmless. Now with red eyes, helplessly half trapped in the soft pillow, it only made people felt more pampered. 

 

    "He, how could he be like this?" Her ending sounded with a faint crying voice, tenderly like a sprout that would be broken by a pinch, "Brother Hua is such a good person, how dare he to harm people so much. He went to harass people in the middle of the night. Brother Hua hasn't said anything yet, why would he dare to turn black and white and go to Brother Yan's to talk nonsense?" 

 

    Chen Zhen and the surname Hua were rivals in love, so naturally he wouldn't help to speak, but watched Su Xiaoyan's eyes were red, he couldn't help but dislike Zhan Wuyou even more. 

 

    "Hey, don't cry." He drew the soft tissue to Su Xiaoyan while quietly comforting her, "Xiaoyan stop crying, stop crying, your eyes are swollen after crying, and you should feel uncomfortable again later. The fact that that kid can be pushed out by the Zhan family means that he is not an important person. You can find a reason and toss him whatever you want." 

 

    Su Xiaoyan's heart turned fiercely. She didn't understand the twists and turns of the family, so she could only rely on Chen Zhen to tell her. 

 

    "I really worry about the things at home, otherwise, or I will be discharged today?" 

 

    "Don't!" Chen Zhen hated people who caused the internal conflicts. 

 

    He raised his eyebrows for a while and gave her an idea, "If you are discharged from the hospital, you are hit by that kid's plan. Yan Ye see that you are jumping around unscathed. Even if you want to punish him, you can only play a few boards, you have to wait a little longer..."

 

    Su Xiaoyan hesitated and said, "No, isn't this a lie to Brother Yan?" 

 

    "How can this be called a lie?" Chen Zhen had been with Yan Qing for many years, and consciously figured out the temperament of Yan Ye, " It was a fact that the young master collided, and it was also a fact that you are now hospitalized. No matter who comes to Yan’s house to make amends, he hasn't been able to go out all the way. Yan Ye always loves you, in this matter he will definitely give you an explanation. The longer you stay in the hospital, The deeper the guilt of Yan Ye for you, the more miserable the kid will end up..." 

 

    [The author has something to say]: Yan Qing who is smiling but not smiling: Do you understand my thoughts well? Um?

 

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