Xiang Ange packed up the medicinal materials to be used today, packed them in paper bags, and brought the things needed for acupuncture and massage, and then prepared to go out.

Xiang Ange said that he was radiant, but there was absolutely no exaggeration, because his appearance was too outstanding, Gongzi Jin didn't like people to pay too much attention to himself, under normal circumstances, it was the simplest dress, and he would even move a little, so that when he was in the crowd, this man with excellent looks was like a passerby, and he would not be overly looked at by others.

But on this day, Gongzi Jin obviously dressed up, because the weather is not very exaggerated, he looks refreshing and handsome, and his wrist is tied with the medicine beads that Xiang Ange tied to him yesterday, and the whole person looks very different from usual, his slightly long hair is tied up, and the leather shoes under his feet are shiny Guan Ze, no matter how you look at it, it is much more formal than usual.

Xiang Ange was slightly stunned, and then asked unexpectedly: "What important customer are you going to meet today?" So why don't you go out yet? ”

Gongzi Jin took the medicine bag in his hand with one hand, and said, "I'll accompany you to meet that Mr. Rothschild today, after all, he also sent two bottles of red wine." ”

Xiang Ange subconsciously felt strange, in fact, among the patients, it was not only Rothschild who sent him things, the former ones, Gongzi Jin Ke never asked to meet them. In fact, in Xiang Ange's view, Gongzi Jin has a cold personality and is pitiful with little curiosity about strangers.

But before Xiang Ange refused, Gongzi Jin had already pulled him out with one hand and the medicine bag in the other, Xiang Ange had to follow, and said a little awkwardly: "The weather is so hot, why are you still pulling me." ”

Gongzi Jin glanced at him and said very calmly: "My hands are cool, help you cool down." ”

Xiang Ange was speechless, fortunately it was not early or late at this time, everyone who should have gone to work went to work, and those who should have gone to sleep were still sleeping, but no one saw the two big men walking hand in hand.

Soon arrived at the door of Rothschild's house, took out the key to Ange to open the door, Gongzi Jin frowned, and asked as if he didn't care: "How do you have the key to their house." ”

Xiang Anger explained nonchalantly: "There are only two people in Mr. Rothschild's house, Mike and George, and George is often not at home, and Mike's legs are inconvenient, so he gave me the key, so as not to come out and open the door for me every time." ”

Gongzi Jin raised his eyebrows, seemed to accept this explanation, and followed Xiang Ange inside.

Unlike Xiang's house, which looks generally antique, even if there are traces of modernization, it is also well disguised and combined, Rothschild's courtyard house has been rebuilt beyond recognition, if it is not for some policy restrictions, I am afraid that this courtyard can be directly turned into a modern villa in this month's time. For Mr. Rothschild's convenience, for example, all thresholds were gone, replaced by a very smooth floor.

As soon as Xiang Ange walked in, he saw that Rothschild was next to the flowers, and there were many roses planted in that area, which were blooming vigorously at this time, and when he heard the sound at the door, Rothschild turned his head with a slight smile, I have to say, beautiful male roses, such a picture is very eye-catching, but unfortunately Xiang Ange has no romantic thoughts at all, just smiled and said: "Good morning Mike." ”

Mike smiled and replied, "Good morning, Anger." As the head of the Rothschild family, Mike had seen countless people, but whether it was a dignitary or a special group of people, he couldn't give him this feeling of palpitations, the first time he saw this person, what he noticed was not even his excellent appearance like a sun god, but the eyes that made him involuntarily vigilant.

This is a dangerous man, Rothschild made up his mind at the first time, but he still asked quietly on his face: "Anger, who is this?" ”

Xiang Anger hurriedly explained: "Mike, this is my best friend Gongzi Jin, he is here to thank you for the red wine you sent yesterday." ”

Rothschild listened, but his eyes were even colder, the red wine was given to Xiang Ange only yesterday, but today this Gongzi Jin came over to thank him, the only explanation is that they live together, and then see the possessiveness in Gongzi Jin's eyes when he occasionally looked at Xiang Ange, how could he not understand what was going on.

Rothschild has never been afraid of challenges, hooked the corners of his mouth at the moment, and said with a smile: "Don't be so polite, the red wine was given to Anger by me, it's not worth anything, he has already said thank you to me." ”

The implication is, what are you, thank you for Anger.

Gongzi Jin was not enraged at all, but handed the medicine bag in his hand to Xiang Ange with a smile, who had already begun to boil medicinal materials once a day, and did not notice the tension between the two at all.

After walking away from Ange, the smile on the corner of Gongzi Jin's mouth disappeared, once there was no smile, the cold expression made his whole person look sharp and detached, and the eyes that looked at Rothschild were full of coldness, which was enough to make people ignore his excessively outstanding appearance, and the only thing that was remembered in his heart was the kind of threatening coldness, which was cold to the bone.

Rothschild was obviously not a simple character, and soon came back to his senses under his deliberate suppression, hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "He's really charming, isn't he?" ”

Gongzi Jin's eyes were cold, he looked at him and said, "He is mine." ”

Rothschild raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders and said: "This is not necessarily, according to me, our lovely little doctor is still an ownerless teenager, you love him, of course I can too, who he chooses in the end is his own freedom, isn't it." ”

Gongzi Jin snorted coldly, and didn't seem to be angry, but said lightly: "What he chooses will only be me." ”

Rothschild, who was well versed in the principles of negotiation, raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked, "If you are really so sure, why do you bother to come to see me, I'm just a poor patient, am I." ”

After saying this, he continued to mean something: "Beautiful and pure things are always the most attractive, and Anger can never be the only one by his side, can he." ”

Gongzi Jin naturally understands these truths, in fact, Xiang Ange's interpersonal relationship is so simple, and there are a few little girls who went to Renhetang to see a doctor to express their liking in words, but it's a pity that Xiang Ange is an elm head, and when facing patients, he has no extra thoughts, and the only thing that makes him realize that he is liked is probably the little nurse in Rongcheng, but the two of them have long since died of illness, and they didn't even leave a shadow.

Gongzi Jin never doubted that he was important in Xiang Ange's heart, and he could even be on a par with Xiang Antai, but slowly, he was no longer satisfied with such an importance, what he wanted was unique, intimate, and the closest relationship in the world, only then would this person never leave him.

He waited patiently for many years, waiting for Xiang Ange to get used to his own existence, get used to his intimacy, and like the relationship between the two, not to create a chance for this foreigner.

Thinking of this, Gongzi Jin's eyes were cold, and he suddenly said: "I didn't expect that Rothschild, who is known as the Lord of Darkness, would also fall in love with the person who saved him." ”

Rothschild's face changed slightly, but Gongzi Jin said as if he didn't care: "But unfortunately, you can't get a response." ”

After saying this, Gongzi Jin suddenly walked to Xiang Ange, who was boiling medicinal materials, lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, Xiang Ange seemed to be startled, and subconsciously looked at Rothschild, and saw that he didn't notice him, so he was slightly relieved.

Xiang Ange didn't look like he was angry, he just stretched out his hand and stabbed Gongzi Jin, and said with shame and annoyance: "What are you doing, this is outside." ”

Obviously, Xiang Ange didn't realize that he had become accustomed to this kind of intimacy beyond friendship, and even enjoyed it.

Gongzi Jin didn't pick on his speech, if it was punctured at this time, who knows if Xiang Ange would be annoyed and angry, but people are already in the palm of his hand, how can he be escaped. Today he came to see Rothschild, not so much that he was afraid of empathizing with Ange, but that he was going to identify the danger of Rothschild, his special identity, and whether he would bring trouble to Ange in the future.

Now it seems that Rothschild is a sane and calm man, and he is extremely controlling, such a person, the slightest so-called liking in his heart, is not enough to make him do crazy things, but it will make him put Xiang Anger into his own protection. Although Gongzi Jin has always felt that Xiang Ange does not need the protection of anyone outside him at all, it is better than meeting a crazy and irascible admirer.

Rothschild was also apparently aware that Gongzi Jin was here to demonstrate rather than to monitor, and that this person was more confident than he expected, and in fact, when Xiang Ange got along with him, that intimate attitude made people uncontrollably want to destroy.

It was only with great difficulty that Rothschild managed to control himself and not to punch him twice in that hateful face, and for the first time, he almost choked back his internal injuries.

When Xiang Ange started acupuncture and massage, Rothschild thought of a way to make this man change color, looking at the white and tender hands, hesitating on his legs, listening to his response and making the best adjustments, he didn't believe that this man could maintain the good mood just now.

In fact, as he expected, watching Xiang Ange help Rothschild massage, even if he knew that this was just a step in the treatment, Gongzi Jin's mood was not very good, but soon, he controlled his depression, sat on the side and watched carefully, as if he didn't care at all.

Rothschild looked at Yiqiē in his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly made a frightened sound, and hurriedly raised his head to Ange and asked, "What's the matter, am I too heavy?" ”

Rothschild met his concerned gaze, and his mood suddenly became much better, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, but I suddenly feel a lot more pain, I'm really surprised." ”

After a false alarm, Xiang Ange breathed a sigh of relief, and the following movements were more careful, adjusting while asking, and when it was over, the mood also looked very good: "Mike, your legs are recovering well, in the next few days, in addition to normal treatment, I hope you can start with low-intensity rehabilitation, and slowly continue to exercise your legs, I don't have much experience in this area, but I heard George say that you have a professional team." ”

Mike's face stiffened slightly, and he secretly complained about his pig teammate brother, but when it came to his legs, he wouldn't joke about it, so he said: "That's really good, I will do my best to let people discharge a rehabilitation list according to their physical condition, and ask Ange to help supervise it when the time comes." ”

Xiang Ange really didn't have much research on this, but he still smiled and said, "Okay, but I can only ask for enhanced living and reduced intensity according to your situation." ”

Rothschild said, "What you have done is enough to get all my gratitude." ”

When he said this, Rothschild's dark blue eyes looked at the person in front of him, and seemed to be full of gratitude, which made people intoxicated by accident, but it was a pity to smile at Angerha, and said with a little embarrassment: "I'm a doctor, this is what I should do, you can rest for a while, I'll go and warm the medicine to be drunk later, don't forget it when the time comes." ”

Looking at Xiang Ange, who simply got up and walked away, Rothschild obviously didn't come back to his senses, and the son Jin next to him saw it in his eyes, rarely smiled, met the other party's unkind eyes, and said lightly: "Forget jì reminds you, in Ange's eyes, you are just a patient, how the patient looks, whether it is charming or not, he will not notice, compared to this, he must be more concerned about when your legs will be better." ”

There was a moment of annoyance and anger on Rothschild's face, but Gongzi Jin obviously didn't have the heart to watch his face, and quickly walked in to hand Xiang Ange, a man who obviously looked very noble, did such a thing without the slightest disobedience.

Looking at it from a distance, the relationship between the two is like a scroll of life, with incomparable harmony, and no third person can disturb them.

Faintly, Rothschild knew that he might not have a chance, this young man with a pair of simple eyes, who already had a patronus by his side, appeared too late to lose all possibilities.

But even so, Rothche didn't want Gongzi Jin to feel too good, and when the two were about to leave, he took out a valuable gift: "Please be sure to accept it, this is a thank you for healing my legs." ”

Xiang Ange looked at the very expensive watch, and hurriedly wanted to refuse: "You have already given me medical expenses, besides, your legs have not fully recovered." ”

Rothschild laughs and says, "My legs are worth more than a watch." ”

Xiang Ange wanted to say something more, but Gongzi Jin stretched out his hand to take it for him, and said lightly: "Then thank you." ”

When he went out, he inevitably complained to Ange: "How did you accept it, it is very valuable at first glance." ”

Gongzi Jin said: "When his leg is really healed, he will probably give you an unimaginable amount, which is nothing." ”

Xiang Ange looked at his watch with some distress, in fact, he also noticed that his patient was really wealthy, and the consultation fee that George jokingly gave before seemed to him to be huge, but in their eyes, I am afraid it was still a small part of the "advance payment": "But I don't wear a watch either, just look at my phone." ”

The watch will press his hand, and it will inevitably be a little inconvenient to work, so Xiang Ange has no habit of wearing a watch.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to talk so much nonsense with Rothschild because of a simple gift, Gongzi Jin wouldn't have taken it, but when he heard it at this time, he was in a good mood and came up with an idea by the way.

Gongzi Jin smiled slightly and said, "Atai is just missing a watch, give it to him." ”

As soon as Xiang Ange heard this, he agreed without thinking about it.