Chapter 7 Zhou Yinghuai, do you feel sorry for me?

The man was unconscious, his body was covered with wounds large and small, and his face was pale and haggard, with blood stains on it.

Jiang Tan frowned and retracted his gaze, walked towards Su Yue, pulled her arm, and said urgently: "Su Yue, don't delay, let's go quickly!" ”

Zhou Yinghuai stood by the window, out of place with everything around him.

His aura was too strong, and he was so cold, but when Jiang Tan spoke, he turned his head slightly.

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Tan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhou Yinghuai was talking to himself.

She said: "I went for a blood transfusion, there was not enough blood in the hospital, I was type A. ”

In recent years, the blood bank has been in a shortage all year round, and it is the norm that it is not enough.

Zhou Yinghuai's face was pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Yue is not a fool, and it can be seen that Zhou Yinghuai doesn't want Jiang Tan to donate blood. But her brother was still lying on the hospital bed, so she said she didn't need it, and she really couldn't say it.

Zhou Yinghuai walked out and pulled Jiang Tan's arm, Jiang Tan subconsciously let go and whispered his name.

"Zhou Yinghuai...."

"I'll go with you."

The blood donation room is in another building, in the middle of the night, the hospital is brightly lit, and there are countless anxious faces along the way. Zhou Yinghuai clasped Jiang Tan's shoulders and protected her in his arms to prevent others from bumping into her.

Jiang Tan only heard the sound of the wind passing by his ears, as well as Zhou Yinghuai's steady heartbeat.

The two walked into the building, and when they were waiting for the elevator, Jiang Tan raised her head in Zhou Yinghuai's arms, and she said, "Zhou Yinghuai, have you ever donated blood?" ”

Zhou Yinghuai lowered his eyes, his complexion was white like a nobleman in an oil painting in the old century under the light, his eyebrows were noble, and his voice was cold, he said: "No, there will be no in the future." ”

Jiang Tan thinks it's right, using Zhou Yinghuai's blood will break his life.

She pulled out her tail note and let out an 'oh'.

Zhou Yinghuai pursed the corners of his lips and didn't say anything.

Jiang Tan did a physical examination, and then was arranged to have his blood drawn.

Zhou Yinghuai stood at the door of the blood donation room, thinking distraughtly, the little girl is usually squeamish to death, and she can't be serious, but now it's good, for the sake of a friend, she is not afraid of pain at all.

In the middle of the night, a full 200ml of blood was drawn, and Jiang Tan came out of the blood donation room, a little dizzy.

She saw Zhou Yinghuai standing at the door, his eyes locked on him, his face gradually became indifferent, he was already born with a strong sense of distance, and now he is even more alienated and clear.

He rarely got so angry, and he began to get angry visibly, so that for a moment, Jiang Tan was at a loss.

She didn't faint all of a sudden, and in a panic pulled Zhou Yinghuai's sleeve with her hand that didn't draw blood, and her voice was soft and soft: "It hurts...."

The hospital corridor was lit like daylight, Zhou Yinghuai looked at Jiang Tan's white porcelain glazed face, and lightly spit out the words: "You don't have to worry to death." ”

Jiang Tan felt that Zhou Yinghuai was more like a person who was smoked 200ml.

Su Yue carefully sent the two to the door, and she didn't dare to come out.

Jiang Tan got into the car and saw the message Su Yue sent to him, Su Yue said, "Jiang Tan, your boyfriend looks so cold." ”

Jiang Tan couldn't help laughing.

This coldness is really appropriate.

She was laughing when she suddenly heard Zhou Yinghuai say, "You can still laugh, Jiang Tan, do you know what it means to do what you can?" ”

Jiang Tan understood, and he was not angry, and approached him with a smile.

When she laughs, her eyes are crooked, her pupils are very dark, and she looks bright and cute.

"You feel sorry for me? Zhou Yinghuai, do you feel sorry for me? ”

Zhou Yinghuai looked at Jiang Tan's lively face, pinched her chin, and kissed it hard.

He kissed very hard, pried open his teeth, scavenged every inch of air, and felt very aggressive.

Jiang Tan had just finished drawing blood, and he had no strength at all, like a fish that only lacked water, obediently giving what he wanted.

Zhou Yinghuai's breath was slightly chaotic, but his expression was still cold and self-controlled, he looked at Jiang Tan's eyes and said slowly: "Jiang Tan, you have to spare your life as a man." ”

Jiang Tan's nose was inexplicably sour, and his eyes instantly reddened. Zhou Yinghuai probably didn't expect her to react so much, her eyes lowered, she let go of her hand, and clicked until she did.

There was nothing to say all the way, the car got on the highway, Jiang Tan looked at the scenery outside the window, and in a dead silence, his voice was hoarse: "Zhou Yinghuai, I like you to really die." ”

The speed of the car becomes faster, all the way to the red light.

Zhou Yinghuai stepped on the brakes, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

He looked at Jiang Tan and suddenly smiled, his smile was cold and cold.

He restrained his smile and his expression was very serious, "Jiang Tan, I don't want to hurt you." ”

Jiang Tan didn't look back, his eyes were lowered, and his eyes were already red.

The night in Mingyuan was bitingly cold, Jiang Tan didn't say a word all the way, and she didn't even look at Zhou Yinghuai on her side, she went straight upstairs, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The place where the blood was drawn hurt, and after the blood vessel was pierced, a small bulge bulged, and Jiang Tan covered it with his hand, feeling indescribably depressed.

In her mind, the picture of Zhou Yinghuai standing at the door of the blood donation room was replayed over and over again, and she humbly speculated, is this a little like?

Downstairs, Zhou Yinghuai sat on the sofa, closing his eyes and thinking deeply.

After a while, he called Zheng Heng's phone.

He really couldn't do anything about Jiang Tan, so he watched coldly, as if he was blocking himself.

Zheng Heng is a normal person, he slept soundly at 3 o'clock in the morning, and of course his attitude was not good when he was interrupted like this.

"Zhou Yinghuai! You're dying on the big night! ”

Zhou Yinghuai said: "Mingyuan is too biased, and it is very troublesome to find someone to send something at this point." ”

Zheng Heng scratched his head irritably, his face was about to turn green, he took a deep breath and sat up, two black clouds under his eyes, and said faintly: "You won't ask me to send something, right?" ”

Zhou Yinghuai acquiesced.

Zheng Heng scolded and scolded in his coat, "Say! What do you want to send for the small ones! Master Zhou! You speak, I will pluck all the stars in the sky for you! ”

Zhou Yinghuai said: "The old hen still has ginseng. ”

Zheng Heng was so shocked that his pace was unsteady, he stumbled, and his mobile phone almost flew out. Before he could open his mouth to scold, Zhou Yinghuai had already hung up the phone.

Zheng Heng thought angrily, these days are really not as good as chickens!

His sleep time is not as precious as a chicken!

Zheng Heng and Zhou Yinghuai have known each other for many years, and have seen Zhou Yinghuai's most high-spirited moments, and he has also seen him fall out with the Zhou family in order to establish Weixi Group.

The list goes on...

But I have never seen Zhou Yinghuai looking up recipes with his mobile phone and cooking chicken soup in the kitchen.

Zheng Heng drank the sweet and greasy peach juice in the refrigerator and frowned: "You are also 28 years old, let's take care of yourself!" What junk food is this! ”

"Jiang Tan likes this brand the most, you can drink one bottle and it's almost enough." Zhou Yinghuai was cutting the ginseng, and his movements were rusty.

Zheng Heng was really happy, "I sent you an old hen all the way, and you don't even want to give me junk food?" ”

Zhou Yinghuai was still concentrating on cutting ginseng, and just when Zheng Heng thought he wouldn't answer, the man said coldly: "Tan Tan be careful, don't rob her things." ”