Chapter 140: Won't You Complain?
After a while, Elder Wen returned to the ward with the medicine. Seeing that both patients in the ward had flushed faces, he was frightened and put his hand on Yan Hao's head: "Hey, you don't have a fever, why are your faces so red?"
Yan Hao lowered his head in embarrassment and refused to raise it. Seeing this, Ye Chen laughed even louder.
Mr. Wen glanced at him doubtfully, pondered for a while, and seemed to understand something. He smiled and shook his head without asking any more questions. He took out the medicine and asked the two of them to take it.
"Master Wen, thank you for saving me." Yan Hao sincerely thanked Master Wen who was carefully checking the mental map.
"Do you really want to thank me?" Mr. Wen glanced at him with a smile.
"Of course." Yan Hao kept nodding his head to express his sincerity.
"Okay, I have two new prescriptions that need calculations." said Mr. Wen.
"Okay, no problem. Give it to me now and I will calculate it for you immediately." Yan Hao said quickly.
"Don't do that now. Wait until you are discharged from the hospital or return to the capital star. Otherwise, old man Pang will fly to my house and cause trouble for me. He is a mecha maker, and any weapon of his can blow up my medicine yard. I can't beat him." Old Wen joked.
Yan Hao knew that Mr. Wen was joking, so he pursed his lips and smiled.
"Judging from your mental map, your mental state is very good. You should be able to be discharged from the hospital after two more days of rest. As long as you don't overuse your mental power, you will be able to fully recover in one or two months." Elder Wen instructed.
"I'll pay attention." Yan Hao said.
Elder Wen nodded without saying anything more. After all, in his opinion, Yan Hao was just a sixth-level mecha manufacturer. Although making sixth-level mecha parts would consume mental energy, the degree of consumption was not high. As long as it was not made continuously for three days and three nights, there would be no impact.
Elder Wen checked Sheng Heng again. Sheng Heng was in much better condition than Yan Hao, and his mental strength had recovered by a large margin. Elder Wen gave him a few more instructions, and then asked Ye Chen to go back to the pharmacy. Before Ye Chen left, he poked Yan Hao's soft face with his finger reluctantly, and teased, "Don't you really want your brother to teach you his experience?"
Yan Hao was so frightened that he fell backwards onto the bed. Sheng Heng even stood in front of Yan Hao and looked at Ye Chen vigilantly.
“Tsk tsk, Second Young Master Sheng, it won’t be easy to move on to the next step if you only know how to protect.” Ye Chen said with a wink.
Sheng Heng's heart moved, but he still said stubbornly: "I won't let you worry about this."
Ye Chen would never miss the fleeting excitement in Sheng Heng's eyes, and smiled meaningfully: "Then whenever you need my help, come to me anytime."
After saying this, without waiting for Sheng Heng to answer, he followed Mr. Wen and left.
After Ye Chen left, the ward suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Sheng Hengxu clenched his fists a few times, as if he was gathering up his courage. After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses and looked at Yan Hao who was sitting on the bed.
"You... have seen Ye Chen in a coffee shop. Was it the time when you went to the coffee shop with me?" Sheng Heng had only taken Yan Hao to the coffee shop once, and Yan Hao had been acting strangely on the way back from the coffee shop, so Sheng Heng had a very deep impression.
"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.
"Ye Chen just said that he scared you last time. Did something happen?" Sheng Heng could actually guess something in his heart, but he just couldn't help but want to confirm it.
"Just...just..." Yan Hao bit his lip, his face burning with a feeling that he couldn't speak out, but when he met Sheng Heng's expectant gaze, he said it unconsciously, "I was washing my hands in the bathroom, and Pharmacist Ye Chen and his boyfriend suddenly came in, and then..."
Sheng Heng's eyes suddenly brightened.
"They thought there was no one around, so they got intimate for a while." Yan Hao said, exhaled heavily, and relaxed completely.
"Did you get scared?" Sheng Heng asked cautiously, bending down and sitting on the edge of the bed.
"No, I just got a little inspiration." Yan Hao shook his head.
"What inspiration?" Sheng Heng asked as he quietly moved forward.
"I found... I seem to like you." There was nothing to hide about this, Yan Hao said, raised his head, and suddenly found that Sheng Heng's face was almost touching his.
Why is senior so close to me?
Yan Hao's heart was beating uncontrollably, but he didn't move. He seemed to be startled, but also as if he didn't want to hide.
"How did they get inspired? Like this?"
Sheng Heng whispered, with a hot breath burning his skin, and then kissed his lips. Miraculously, when Sheng Heng kissed him, his heart, which had been beating fast, calmed down instead, as if he had been waiting for this moment.
After a long time, the two separated, Sheng Heng curled his lips and smiled, that smile was a little different from usual, it actually had some of the charming look of Ye Chen when he smiled, but these features on Sheng Heng's face were much more lethal to Yan Hao than Ye Chen's.
Yan Hao felt his brain buzzing and somewhat out of control. It was so hot around him that he didn't want to think.
"Hmm? Xiaohao, I'm asking you a question. Was it the same as we did just now?" Sheng Heng asked relentlessly.
"And... he even tore my clothes." Yan Hao confessed honestly while feeling dizzy.
Sheng Heng's breath was choked, his eyes darkened, and his gaze fell on Yan Hao's collarbone. Both of them were wearing loose hospital gowns, with large round necklines that were extremely elastic. With a slight pull, they could reveal a beautiful scene underneath.
Sheng Heng swallowed subconsciously and stretched out his claws quietly.
Yan Hao saw it but didn't avoid it. He was feeling hot all over and his head was also hot, as if his subconscious was telling him to just let it be and let things develop naturally. The senior could do whatever he wanted.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Zong Yi walked in with a smile on his face: "Junior brother, how do you feel?"
The last word was stuck in the throat as if someone had strangled the trachea.
"I'm going to wash my face." Sheng Heng almost jumped up from the bed, turned around and rushed into the bathroom next to him.
"Well..." Cong Yi touched his nose awkwardly and sincerely suggested to his junior brother, "You should at least lock the door."
In response to Cong Yi's suggestion, Yan Hao simply lay back on the bed and covered himself from head to toe with the quilt. If you don't face it, you won't be embarrassed.
Cong Yi was also embarrassed, knowing that he had interrupted his junior brother's good deeds, but since they had already come in, he couldn't just say "go ahead and leave", wouldn't that attract more hatred? So he could only bite the bullet and cough twice.
"Well, if you have time, give the teacher a call. He is very worried about you." Cong Yi tried to pretend that what happened just now had never happened.
Sure enough, after hearing the word "teacher", Yan Hao lifted the quilt and sat up again: "I'll call the teacher in a while."
"Okay, then you make the call. I'll leave first." Cong Yi found an excuse and left in a hurry, as if he came here just to pass on a message for his teacher.
As soon as he left, Sheng Heng opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. The couple looked at each other, both of them looking a little uncomfortable. But this discomfort was not uncomfortable, and there was even a hint of sweetness.
"Aren't you going to call Mr. Zhong?" Sheng Heng reminded.
"Oh, okay." Yan Hao raised his hand to open the optical computer in his left hand, but he touched nothing. Only then did he realize that "my optical computer terminal was crushed by Sima Mingxuan."
Sheng Heng's eyes narrowed, and he handed over his optical computer: "Do you remember the contact number? Use my optical computer to call."
"Remember." Yan Hao has been sensitive to numbers since he was a child. He can remember a long list of formulas at a glance, let alone a string of contact numbers.
After entering Mr. Zhong's phone number, Yan Hao paused, thinking of the two teachers' nature of liking to compare with each other, and then entered Mr. Pang's phone number as well, and then connected them together, making a three-person call.
The communication was quickly connected, and the two teachers' portraits appeared in the video together.
"Xiao Hao." When the two saw Yan Hao, they shouted almost at the same time, with worry in their eyes.
"Teacher." Seeing the two teachers' undisguised expressions of worry, Yan Hao was somewhat moved.
"How do you feel? Did Old Man Wen treat you well?" asked Old Pang.
"Much better. Master Wen said that I only need to recuperate for another month or two, and my mental strength will be fully restored." Yan Hao responded obediently.
"Then do you want to go back to the capital star to recuperate?" Mr. Zhong asked at this time.
"Yes, you should come back to the capital star." This time, Mr. Pang rarely agreed with Mr. Zhong's opinion.
Before the people from Planet Z contacted him, he had always thought that his apprentice was in the Federal Research Institute. Later, he found out that Yan Hao was actually half-forced to go back by his mother, and he was immediately furious. The previous "Federal Talent Protection Plan" had already made him very dissatisfied with Yan Hao's parents. He didn't expect that Yan Hao had been hiding from them, and they actually chased him to the capital planet.
Whenever Pang Lao thought about Yan Hao being taken away by Lu Siying at the Federal University, he would feel uncomfortable. The Federal University was his territory, and he didn't even know that his apprentice was being bullied right under his nose. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Okay, when I can be discharged from the hospital, I will buy a boat ticket back." Yan Hao nodded quickly.
"Tell me after you've booked the ticket, and I'll ask your senior brother to pick you up." said Mr. Zhong.
"What do you mean? Xiaohao is already like this, do you still want him to go to your crappy research institute for internship?" After Mr. Pang scolded Mr. Zhong, he said to Yan Hao, "Don't listen to him, come back to school."
"What's wrong with the Federal Research Institute? So many people are trying their best to get in. Besides, why are you going back to your crappy school? Xiaohao was taken away from your crappy school." Old Master Zhong also listened to Yi's story about Yan Hao being forced to be taken away.
"I didn't know that. What about you? When that woman asked you for leave, you readily agreed. Didn't you see that your apprentice didn't want to?"
"I, how should I know."
"If it were me, I would know." Mr. Pang said proudly.
"Teachers, please stop arguing." Yan Hao tried to persuade them.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong suddenly glared at him fiercely: "You too, don't you know how to complain when you are bullied?"
"That's right." The two of them agreed again.
"..." Yan Hao could only agree honestly under the master's pressing gaze, "I'll know later."
Sheng Heng watched from the side, looking pleased.
Perhaps because he had never been protected by anyone, Xiaohao never thought of complaining when being bullied. But now it is different, you have many people who truly love and care for you.
The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: I think I have a pretty good learning ability.
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