Ning Che's eyes were calm, and he glanced at Ye Wenchun without any ups and downs. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Go on. ”

The hoarse voice has a hint of coldness and gloom, as well as a terrifying majesty.

"Yes. ”

Ye Wenchun immediately straightened his waist, took the order and acted without saying a word, skillfully disinfecting Ning Che's palm, pricking needles, and adding special potions to inject drips. Che Shao's momentum when he woke up was like a noble emperor, they only needed to surrender and obey.

"Che Shao, your body still needs to recuperate, don't be too tired. ”

Ye Wenchun felt that becoming a doctor was the most wrong choice in his life, and he also encountered this kind of patient who could not be forced and did not like to cooperate with the doctor, he was really powerless and sad, and it was his responsibility as a doctor if something went wrong, so wronged and innocent.

"Yes. ”

Ning Che didn't like someone to approach him as a last resort, and he didn't want anyone to see his embarrassed side. can accept Ye Wenchun as his attending doctor, just because his eyes are very similar to a person, this is one of the few people Ning Che allowed him to get close and gave him trust.

"Chun, don't come again for the time being. ”

He only let his anger burn his reason for a moment before he made the wrong judgment choice.

"Che Shao, I'll leave you three days of medicine, and then you need to cultivate by yourself. ”

"Thank you"

Ye Wenchun knew that Che Shao didn't like to be spied on in his private world, so he left the medical supplies he needed and turned away. Ning Che sat on the sofa and looked at the dense needle eye on the back of his hand. He looked up again as the bits and pieces entered his body little by little.

What does death look like?

After kidnapping Lucky Fortune and surviving, the ten-year-old often wondered if he hadn't met the little girl who looked like the sun, he would have experienced what death was like.

At the closest point to death, he felt infinite darkness, and death was not suitable for the presence of the sun. The only thing he cares about is the little sun, so he is reluctant to die.

But when those special potions lose their effect and are no longer able to maintain his body's survival function, then it is no longer something he can forcibly decide, and there is a reason to give up without regrets, right?

Instead of having to force himself like this, and being very reluctant to die, whenever he forced himself to swallow food, his body's automatic conditioned reflex refused to accept any food, and kept vomiting until there was nothing in his stomach.

He is always accustomed to letting himself be light, enduring all the discomfort, he has endured good kung fu, and has been able to swallow naturally without changing his face, and vomit gracefully at the same time.

Even if his whole stomach has been throbbing to the extreme, he will calmly insist on completing his eating task. It's like constantly challenging the limits of one's own mental endurance. He's actually waiting to die, but it's been a long time.

He was a precocious child, with an astonishing IQ, but he was born with indifference and coldness, as if nothing could arouse his concern. Grandpa said that he can do one thing to the extreme with such a character, and he is the most suitable heir of the Ning family, and will bring the Ning family to the highest glory.

Before he was sensible, he began to look at all kinds of recipes and drawings, and his toys were all kitchen utensils. When he was able to pick up a kitchen knife, he began to practice knife skills hard, recognize the flavors of the world, and his future life has been planned early, and he accepted it step by step.

It was only later that the kidnapping incident made waves in his smooth sailing life, and he realized that life is an impatient and painful thing compared to death.

The inability to eat and drink his body has extinguished his already modest enthusiasm for life. Is he for the sake of the Ning family, for his grandfather, or for whom?

The answer in his mind is getting clearer and clearer, and the bright smiling face of the little sun always appears involuntarily for the first time, and it is engraved more and more deeply in his heart.

He is not afraid of death, but reluctant to give up the little sun in his heart that he agreed with him, in the struggle day after day, that person has become an obsession, not faded but deep into the bone marrow.

Every time he didn't want to struggle and wanted to give up, he just went into the study and looked up at her like the sun, with such an innocent and pure smile full of hope, as if all persistence was no longer hopeless. Her presence can inspire him to persevere in the midst of infinite torment.

No one knows that he has supreme power and wealth, but he is actually a man with low self-esteem and timidity, he doesn't even have the courage to look for his little sun, he only dares to put his thoughts and expectations in the depths of his heart that will not be explored.

He was afraid that when he met her again, he could only rely on medicine to sustain his life, and he was living in such an embarrassing way that in her eyes he was not an ugly brother, but a terrible monster.

Who would believe that at the age when he was only ten years old, he was still an ignorant naïve child in the eyes of outsiders, but at this young age when he didn't know what feelings were, he had already lived in a little sun in his heart, and fate made her the only obsession in his heart.

No one knew what he was thinking, he seemed to be enchanted or confused, but his first request to his grandfather was to accept the hellish training that only the Ning family's secret guards had, just to give himself the ability to protect.

No one understands why he has an almost perverted obsession with Little Sun, he doesn't care about anything else in his heart except her, he knows that just like psychosis, Little Sun has become his obsession.

Ning Che waited for the liquid from the medicine bottle to enter his body, took out two cotton swabs, and pulled out the needle very skillfully.

Got up and walked into the study, there were two rooms on the ninety-ninth floor, one was his bedroom, and the other was the study where no one could ever set foot in it. This study was listed as a forbidden place for the Ning family, and even his grandfather never entered it.

The four walls of the study are covered with portraits of people, from the naïve and rough portraits at the beginning, to the mature and perfect portraits of the later ones.

The only constant is that the content of each painting is the same. It was all a little girl about five years old with a pigtail, and an ugly spotted dog standing beside her, standing against the fiery red sunset.

The fiery red sunset behind her makes the little girl's snow-white and crystalline little face, full of vigorous vitality, and also full of hope for survival. Ning Che stood in front of the painting and looked at these portraits that had accompanied him for nearly ten years.

This world is as if it was destined, no one thought that standing at the top of the pyramid, he would be pulled into the mortal dust and fall into hell, but he would get salvation at the moment of despair.

Ning Che raised his hand and gently touched the first time he took the paintbrush and drew the first portrait of Xiao Sun, a very childish painting skill, but he used all his concentration and seriousness one stroke at a time.