"Keep an eye on him, as long as you don't die." When his subordinates saw Xiao Jinming leaving, they hurriedly went over with a thermos bucket to the side, and where Zhuang Yan was still eating at this moment, he himself had become food for insects.

I only heard the footsteps gradually approaching, and the subordinates holding the food couldn't help but cover their mouths when they saw the scene in front of them, only to see that Zhuang Yan's originally bandaged wound was blurred with flesh and blood at this time, and black insects scrambled to his belly, pulling out red flesh.

He gritted his teeth, but did not make another sound, his eyes were tightly closed, making it impossible to tell whether he was unconscious or not.

"Huh, wake up?" The person who came pinched his nose, and the smell of blood in the air was particularly strong, mixed with the smell of food, which was very strange.

Zhuang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

The smell of rust in his mouth was thick and he had bitten several times.

His subordinates had little patience, and it was a chore to come here to watch this half-dead waste, and let him feed him and drink.

"Open your mouth for me!" He yelled impatiently, but Zhuang Yan didn't move at all, he was hung like this, and he didn't have the slightest timidity.

However, the person who came was not a vegetarian, and he had a way to deal with such a person.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and pinched Zhuang Yan's chin, he clenched his teeth tightly, but he couldn't match the strength of the other party, and he was still pried open.

"Give you food and this virtue? Enjoy! He poured the porridge into his mouth and laughed wildly.

When he was under Xiao Jinming, he heard how powerful Zhuang Yan was, but didn't such a powerful person still have to survive under his hands in the end?

The hearts of his subordinates were filled with a sense of abusive satisfaction, and Zhuang Yan was completely forced to drink it, and half of it was spilled.

Because of the bugs on his body, his subordinates didn't dare to touch his body, but just spitted: "Spit it on me?" If you vomit, you have to eat, it's impossible for you to die! There are thousands of ways to hang your life! ”

Hearing this, Zhuang Yan just chuckled, he couldn't taste anything in his mouth at all, the food mixed with the smell of blood, he was full of nausea, but he couldn't vomit if he wanted to, and it was a heart-rending pain when he moved.

It's really a way to survive, not to die.

"Still laughing?" Seeing Zhuang Yan so arrogant, his subordinates glared at him viciously, turned around and brought another porridge over, the ingredients in it looked rich, and they were all "carefully" prepared for Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan raised his head and looked at the basement in the dark, he described it as withered, but it was only two days, and he had aged several years all of a sudden, and the wound on his stomach did not suppurate, but it was always painful, and the feeling of pulling did not stop for a moment.

On the other side, Ye Tong was still in the car, she was already weak, and the doctor's car didn't know where to drive, she was dizzy, and she tried to look out the window while stabilizing her body.

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In the long corridor, I saw only a woman in a beige trench coat standing in high heels, taking out the key and opening the door.

But she didn't expect to open the door and see that the bed curtain was tightly closed, and the smoky, casually discarded wine bottle inside was less than three centimeters away from her feet.

Lin Qian frowned, and as soon as she kicked the wine bottle open, she saw that there was no trace of anyone in the room.

"Luo Heng? Where are you? She was a little speechless, since the woman left, he had been so decadent. 14

It's not that the hospital doesn't care, but if it's his rest time, he just uses alcohol and cigarettes to numb himself.

Lin Qian was a little angry, but she was helpless, she didn't know how to end his life like a ghost.

"Luo Heng?" She cautiously walked to the bathroom on the side, as soon as she opened the door, she didn't see a figure, only a white curtain blocked her vision, Lin Qian raised her hand to pull the curtain open, and her eyes widened in the next second.

I saw Luo Heng holding the wine bottle, curled up in the bathtub, and sleeping soundly, breathing steadily.

Lin Qian walked over and lowered her body, she stretched out her hand but stopped in mid-air, and finally put it down, she still couldn't bear to wake him up.

Luo Heng's state when he woke up was actually very poor, and he just drank when he woke up.

Lin Qian didn't know what she thought, she smiled bitterly, and finally reached out and took out the wine bottle in his arms, turned around and changed the high heels on her feet, and began to clean up the house, looking very skillful.

In fact, this is not the first time she has come to clean up the house for him, but Luo Heng doesn't say anything every time he wakes up, and the next time he comes to see a messy house, Lin Qian doesn't want to tell him anything, as if he is competing.

While she was wearing an apron, she prepared some ingredients to cook porridge, and after a while, the fragrance spread.

The sunlight outside the window also poured in, and it looked bright and warm, completely different from when she walked in before.

Lin Qian was testing the taste with a spoon, but she didn't expect to hear a slight footstep.

Lin Qian looked back and saw that Luo Heng was standing by the wall, looking at her without blinking.

"Are you awake? Come and eat when you wake up, and you'll be fine in no time. She said, pointing to a pot of porridge on it, but Luo Heng just glanced at it lightly, he had woken up before, but he didn't expect Lin Qian to come.

"Lin Qian, you don't have to do this, I don't like you anymore." As he spoke, he turned to leave, and Lin Qian moved her lips, but she didn't say anything.

She wiped her hands, her hand had just been punctured in order to peel the shrimp shell, and she had just stopped the bleeding, and there was still some pain.

Luo Heng had the light on his back, and the light outside the window set off his haggard appearance particularly abruptly.

When he came out again, he saw two bowls on the table, full of porridge, and delicate snacks on the side, and a few dewy violets in the middle, which looked very chic.

Lin Qian raised her head and smiled: "You're hungry, come and eat." ”

Luo Heng paused, he still sat down, just looked at her with some confusion and asked: "What do you want, you can say it directly, don't beat around the bush so much, I also said that I won't like you, so you don't have to work in vain." ”

Luo Heng has always disliked dragging mud and water, and he doesn't like to owe others, which makes him feel unhappy.

"I know, I don't want anything, if I have to, then take me out for a walk." Lin Qian lowered her head and took a sip of porridge, she didn't expect that she would be so humble, this obviously didn't look like her style.

Luo Heng didn't understand for a while, he would give her money and other things as compensation or equivalent exchange, but what did she say.

"Forget it, forget it if it's inconvenient for you, I'm just joking, if I'm really guilty, just give me a little share of the company, I'm not greedy." Lin Qian smiled, but the curvature of the corners of her mouth was a little reluctant, she probably lost her heart and went crazy, so she was like this.