No. 1 Mansion, master bedroom.
"I say, don't come to me for this kind of thing next time. I'm not your personal doctor."
After Pei Yiming applied the medicine to the patient, he used the bathroom in the master bedroom to wash his hands.
When I came back to pack the medicine box, I was surprised to find that I didn't hear any noise from Mo Zechuan.
"Changed your gender?"
"No." Mo Zechuan rested his head on the pillow, feeling deeply powerless.
Every time I got close to him, it was like getting close to a hedgehog. I was stabbed all over and bloodied.
He thought more than once, does he have to be Zhou Jinxi?
His head was buzzing and he couldn't move his hands. He touched his forehead and found it was a little hot. He must have a fever.
"Old Pei, prepare some cold medicine for me." Mo Zechuan sniffed, not wanting to show his injured state in front of his friends again.
But they were the only two people in the bedroom, and he couldn't help but complain, saying unconvincedly: "Tell me, why can't I forget Xiao Zhou?"
Logically speaking, after being stabbed so many times and having his self-esteem hurt so badly, he should have calmed down.
But why do I keep making the same mistakes? Is it because I’ve been poisoned?
"Heh." Pei Yiming poured him a cup of water and placed the medicine on the bedside table. "Maybe it's the unrequited love that's causing the trouble."
"You're right. Maybe we won't cherish it even if we get it." He was too weak to pound the bed. He could only bury his head deep in the pillow and act like an ostrich quietly.
Perhaps, he should learn from Xu Ziyu and feel relieved after playing with more men.
As a result, when he told Pei Yiming his ridiculous idea, he laughed out loud.
"Have you ever thought about this problem? Your boyfriend is very attractive."
"What do you mean?" Mo Zechuan's face darkened.
"Literally, if you want to play, you really can't beat him." Pei Yiming patted his back and motioned him to lie down on his side.
Only by looking into his eyes could he speak the truth. "Some people are scumbags and are completely aware of it, while others are scumbags without even realizing it. Your boyfriend is clearly the latter!"
"You're talking nonsense." Mo Zechuan was very protective of his own shortcomings. He felt that Xiao Zhou was good in every way, and apart from his sharp tongue, he really had no obvious shortcomings.
"Xu Ziyu told me that he was attracted to his face. You know he never looks at appearances when he's playing. But he only met your boyfriend once and he already remembered him. Do you think he's interested?"
"That's because he's good-looking." Mo Zechuan gritted his teeth, unwilling to admit that this was both an advantage and a disadvantage. Too many people were thinking about him.
"Ning Su must be concerned about him too." Pei Yiming sneered as he broke the pills and stuffed them into his mouth. The bitter taste filled his mouth, causing Mo Zechuan to frown and feel nauseous.
Pei Yiming helped him drink the warm water and continued, "For such a proud man to care about Zhou Jinxi, he must be very talented. You have to understand one thing: he has no shortage of suitors."
"Me." He finally experienced the feeling of reaping the fruits of his own actions. There were indeed enemies everywhere around him, and they were all very outstanding.
For the first time, he felt a sense of crisis, and it was also the first time he questioned his unreasonable pursuit. Was he really being nice to Xiao Zhou?
"Don't overthink it. This is just my one-sided opinion. But your boyfriend also has flaws. He's nice to everyone and treats everyone equally. The result is that he's either a playboy or a cold-hearted person who only loves himself."
"How did you learn this? Did you switch from surgery to become a fortune teller?"
Pei Yiming's good self-control saved Mo Zechuan from another beating. He frowned at him and said, "I minored in psychology in college, so I probably know a little bit about psychology."
Mo Zechuan said self-deprecatingly: "Master Pei, can you help me see if he has ever liked me?"
Pei Yiming shook his head. "I really can't tell, after all..."
Every time, his bad friends were left covered in bruises, each time more serious than the last.
Pei Yiming even suspected that Mo Zechuan had awakened some attribute.
Otherwise, why would you like abuse but not love?
In short, these are not his concerns.
He thought much more clearly than the playboy Xu Ziyu. People still have to live in harmony to get some substantial benefits, otherwise they will only be the ones who get hurt.
"Don't be stubborn." Pei Yiming poured another glass of water, watched Mo Zechuan drink it, and said slowly: "Chasing someone is a long-term battle. Without patience and perseverance, nothing can be accomplished."
"Xu Ziyu just told me not to take him seriously."
"Can the stuff he likes compare to yours?" Pei Yiming asked back.
"That's right." Mo Zechuan smiled. His vision and taste were far superior to Xu Ziyu's, so he really couldn't just listen to him.
"But, I have to tell you one thing. Your boyfriend doesn't refuse, doesn't take the initiative, and doesn't take responsibility. If you date him, you'll be the only one who gets hurt in the end."
"How do you say that?" Obviously, when they were not quarreling, everything was harmonious. Xiao Zhou would also act like a spoiled child, which made him very happy.
Pei Yiming smiled. "That's because he knows how to act. He'll act whatever you want to see. You know, once an actor leaves the stage, their expressions can change very quickly. I hope you don't get too caught up in it and get deeply hurt."
He has been giving psychological counseling to people today and has said enough. He has to go.
"Wait, did you do the Chinese herbal mask thing I told you about last time?"
Speaking of Chinese herbal face masks, he got the recipe from Mo Zechuan and had the pharmacist carefully research the ingredients. The ingredients were very safe, and they had been tested several times on several family mice, with significant results.
"Once a series of formalities are completed, we can start production." Pei Yiming said with a smile: "We agreed on a 50-50 split, so don't be greedy."
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