Chapter 46: You can die

Qin Zhuo peeled an apple for Shi Yang, put it into his mouth, and left the ward without looking back.

Shi Yang took a bite of the apple and frowned in dissatisfaction, "Why are you suddenly angry for no reason? Really."

The video call was still connected. Shi Yang swallowed the apple in his mouth and said to the man on the other end of the video with a sad face: "Uncle Qin, I'm injured like this, do you want to come over to see me?"

This time Qin Yanchuan did not refuse, "Wait until I'm free."

Shi Yang pushed the issue further, curling up the corners of his mouth and smiling as he instructed Master Qin: "When you come over, bring me a piece of durian mille-feuille. It's delicious, and there's also egg pie."

Even at this time, I'm still thinking about eating.

Qin Yanchuan didn't arrive until nearly five in the afternoon, holding a bag in his hand, which contained the durian mille-feuille and egg tart that Shi Yang requested.

The VIP ward is bright and clean, and very quiet.

When Qin Yanchuan pushed the door open, Shi Yang was already lying on the hospital bed, half asleep, with a cell phone in his hand, playing with it until he was tired.

Qin Yanchuan took lighter steps, put the bag in his hand on the bedside table, and then sat down silently in front of the chair beside the bed.

The man leaned slightly closer, his calm gaze fell on Shi Yang, with a hint of scrutiny and interest vaguely appearing in his eyes.

Compared to what he saw on the phone screen, Shi Yang's face in reality was paler, with gauze on his forehead and he was wearing a loose hospital gown. There was an obvious bruise on his fair skin exposed at the collar.

Qin Yanchuan suddenly stretched out his hand, placed his fingertips on the bruise on the boy's neck, and pressed it lightly.

The person concerned did not react much, but just frowned slightly.

Qin Yanchuan paused for a moment, then slowly moved his big hand upwards and pinched the boy's cheek with his thumb and index finger, also with a moderate force.

He looked at Shi Yang's lips which were slightly pursed because of his actions. He stared at them for a moment, and suddenly a very light laugh escaped from his throat.

This mouth can really say anything.

She flatters him all day long, and when she is bullied, she goes to him crying and says that he treats her best...

Qin Yanchuan remained calm, but the strength in his hands gradually increased.

As time passed, the person on the bed frowned again, and his eyelids suddenly moved, as if he was waking up.

Qin Yanchuan then let go of his hand and waited for the other person to wake up as if nothing had happened.

However, Shi Yang's eyes did not open, but his mouth opened first, and he muttered something softly.

Qin Yanchuan couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer.

"There are space stations in space, but there are no space stations if it's too crowded..."

"One and a half hours equals three and a half hours."

"The more hair you have, the more you fall out. The more hair you have, the less hair you have. The less hair you have, the less hair you have. So the more hair you have, the less hair you have..."

Qin Yanchuan:?

Qin Yanchuan glanced over and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Shi Yang smacked his lips in his sleep and muttered, "I'm cheating."

"There are space stations in space, but there are no space stations if it's too crowded. There are space stations in space, but there are no space stations if it's too crowded..."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

As Shi Yang was talking, he suddenly felt something.

The next second, he closed his mouth and opened his eyes dazedly.

The first thing that came into his sight was a familiar, enlarged profile, with outstanding lines and contours that could be called a work of art.

Shi Yang thought he was dreaming, and without saying a word he touched the face, which felt warm.

Although Qin Yanchuan was surprised by Shi Yang's action, he did not show it, nor did he react at all, allowing the restless hands to touch his face.

Shi Yang was half asleep, and this time he was sure that he was dreaming. His expression suddenly became subtle, and his gaze involuntarily moved downwards, drifting towards Qin Yanchuan's butt with evil thoughts in his mind.

In a dream, you can always touch an old man’s buttocks, right?

Qin Yanchuan, who had seen every move of Shi Yang, said: "..."

Shi Yang was still immersed in his beautiful dream, the corners of his mouth curled up silently, and he stretched out his claws and attacked the target he had been eyeing for a long time...

The veins on Qin Yanchuan's forehead twitched slightly, and it seemed that he could no longer endure it.

Before Shi Yang was about to touch him, he reached out and grabbed the former's wrist, tightening his palm.

"Shi Yang, what do you want to do?"

A low and deep voice suddenly entered Shi Yang's eardrum, making his heart tremble.

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Shi Yang realized something and his body immediately stiffened. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the man who was speaking.

When their eyes met, there was no intense spark. Shi Yang only read the news of his own death from Qin Yanchuan's deep eyes.

It’s not a dream, haha, it’s so good, he can die now.

Shi Yang rolled his eyes up, then fell straight onto the bed and slept soundly.

He was still sleeping and knew nothing.

He is still sleeping and knows nothing...

Qin Yanchuan sat in front of the hospital bed and stared at the motionless person for a few seconds.

Shi Yang's palms and soles began to sweat. Could it be that the old man was considering a hundred ways of dying?

However, Qin Yanchuan did nothing but picked up the bag on the bedside table, took out the durian mille-feuille and opened it.

The special durian scent immediately rushed into Shi Yang's nasal cavity, and his nose couldn't help but move.

The man's magnetic voice echoed in the ward: "Get up if you want to eat."

A calm and relaxed tone.

Qin Yanchuan felt that he was a magnanimous person and shouldn't bother with such a small matter.

Shi Yang's eyes tentatively opened a crack and secretly looked at Qin Yanchuan's expression.

Under the man’s calm gaze, he slowly got up, smiled sheepishly, and finally took the durian mille-feuille from the other’s hand and ate it with dignity.

He would not say a word about what had just happened.

Shi Yang was eating mille-feuille, digging his toes into the bed sheet silently, and started to make small talk, "Uncle Qin, who do you think invented this durian mille-feuille? It's really delicious."

"Uncle Qin, what are you doing? Why aren't you talking?"

Qin Yanchuan: "Breathe."

Shi Yang: “…” Unable to refute.

Let's continue eating.

Halfway through the meal, Qin Yanchuan suddenly called out to the outside: "Ye Yun, bring someone in."

Shi Yang subconsciously looked up and saw that the door of the ward was opened from the outside and two people walked in.

One is Special Assistant Ye, and the other one... is the culprit who caused Shi Yang's injury, Mu Ning's half-brother Mu Jiahe.

Assistant Ye, who looked gentle and refined, was wearing a business suit and thin-rimmed metal glasses. At this moment, he was lightly twisting Mu Jiahe's arm and escorting him to the ward.

Mu Jiahe's leg had been hit by Qin Qi's stick before, and he was limping at this moment.

Not only that, his face was bruised and battered, his body was covered in blood, and he was crying and sniffling. There was no trace of the arrogant and majestic look he had at the beginning.

His face was as swollen as a pig's head, and his original appearance could no longer be seen.

It was obvious that he had been beaten up badly before this, but no one knew by whom.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts...slow down, slow down!"