The second young master has a bad temper.
This is well known.
But before he bothered Yan Jingxun, he would only indulge them to humiliate each other with words, why today...
after a swear word broke out, Hu Xiaopeng and others dared not speak anymore.
Shen Bohan obviously didn't want to stop talking.
This time he looked at Hu Xiaopeng and the others: "You guys can't build up some virtue? What kind of place is this, can you make jokes casually? Is there any tutor or education?!" "..."
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hospital People come and go, and being scolded by Shen Bohan like this, thick-skinned people can't stand it, let alone Hu Xiaopeng, who usually show off and save face by relying on themselves to sneak into the second-generation circle Better than a deadly person.
Hu Xiaopeng's eyes were blushing, and he didn't dare to look at Shen Bohan, he just wished he could get into the cracks in the ground under the eyes of others.
It's a pity that the second young master is obviously not someone who can pity and cherish jade.
He already regretted that he didn't protect Yan Jingxun last time, but now his mind is full of Yan Jingxun's pale face, he feels pity for a moment, and naturally he can't tolerate others to bury him anymore.
In fact, after not seeing each other for a few days, Shen Bohan also calmed down.
People are very strange things, as long as there is no contact or contact for a few days, and they feel like strangers for a few days, it seems that they are about to lose... Those points that Yan Jingxun used to annoy him seem to become less distinct.
Venting the anger in his heart among his companions, Shen Bohan turned around again, wanting to continue caring for Yan Jingxun.
But... glanced back, all he saw was Yan Jingxun... turning around and leaving? ?
……What's the meaning?
He clearly saw himself, Shen Bohan was sure of this.
So now you don't even want to meet and say hello to him? !
There was a burst of anger for no reason, and amidst the anger, Shen Bohan felt a little guilty.
He chased directly in that direction.
But the person was still in his field of vision for a second, and after going around the emergency room and chasing after him, the person disappeared.
There are wards all around, and the corridors here extend in all directions. There are family members and patients everywhere, and there are even hospital beds in the corridors...
Where can I find them?
After searching around but not seeing anyone, Shen Bohan returned to the consultation desk, a little dazed.
Hu Xiaopeng, who was standing there, was still aggrieved.
It was the first time he saw Er Shao chasing after him in such a panic, and he was a little unconvinced, muttering: "Second Shao... Yan Jing is looking for him, he is not as pitiful as you imagined, do you still remember that I photographed him a few days ago? Is that photo of him, the person with him..."
Shen Bohan couldn't listen to anything at the moment.
He recalled the details of the meeting with Yan Jingxun just now, and always felt that the other party looked at him before turning around, with contempt and contempt in his eyes.
...
but how is it possible?
When did Yan Jingxun treat him like that? !
I couldn't figure it out, so I was furious.
Shen Bohan interrupted Hu Xiaopeng, and continued to scold him: "If it weren't for you, how could there be so many things!" This time he took his anger out on his companions: "Tell you, don't provoke Yan Jing in the future. Can you hear
me? Especially you, Hu Xiaopeng, who the hell do you think you are? Let me tell you, if you dare to gossip again in the future, be careful that I will kill you!" Jing Xun's phone rang soon after turning around and leaving get up
.
Even though that person has been deleted, based on the memory of the original owner, he also knows that this is Slag Gong's number.
Without even thinking about it, he pressed the phone directly.
The number is blocked.
Influenced by the original book, Jing Xun's filter for the second young master is as thick as a wall.
And he didn't wrong him—not only was the incident of jumping off the building and being drugged in the first place caused by the second young master indirectly, but in the subsequent video incident, Shen Bohan tried to push him out to take the blame for the second young master. The act of whitewashing in the generation circle is also an ironclad fact.
Furthermore, the original owner's younger brother has not been hospitalized for a day or two, and Slag Gong still doesn't know about it... It can be seen that his usual attitude towards the original owner is just playing tricks, and he has never really cared about it.
So there is nothing to say to this person.
It is not someone who has really loved, and there is no drama where you want to talk when you meet after a long time, but you stop talking about each other.
Jing Xun is a straightforward person.
When they meet again, they don't even need to say hello.
But he obviously underestimated Long Er Shao's persistence.
——He blocked a number, and Shen Bohan called from an unfamiliar number.
"Hello? Yan Jingxun, why are you avoiding me." Shen Bohan's voice came from the microphone.
Jing Xun was silent when he heard the sound, but the other side said to himself: "Let's talk, I know you are still in the hospital, what happened to you? Why don't you come to me for help, huh? "
..."
Jing Xun was extremely annoyed.
Especially surprised by the other party's final particle "Huh?"
At that moment, a pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly appeared in Jing Xun's mind.
Indifferent and indifferent.
Occasionally there will be some looks.
... They are clearly a pair of brothers, but they don't look alike at all.
Personality is also much worse.
Jing Xun said directly: "If I remember correctly, we have already broken up, Second Young Master." "
..."
This time it was Shen Bohan's turn to be blocked for words.
The other party took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said calmly, "Where are you? Let's meet and talk."
Jing Xun didn't want to give face at all, he stated calmly: "But we have nothing to do with each other."
The implication is that there is nothing else to talk about?
Shen Bohan was blocked again.
...But if Yan Jingxun said this with a trace of resentment in his tone, the Second Young Master would not be so speechless.
But the other party's tone was flat.
And the impatience that he didn't even want to say a word with him.
...
Second Young Master has never been a good-tempered person, especially since he has already talked to Yan Jingxun so proactively and humbly!
"Yan Jingxun, don't be ignorant of flattery." Shen Bohan's words implied a warning, and gradually tinged with a hint of arrogance.
Since he stopped pretending to be poor, his arrogance has increased day by day.
The reason why I don't pretend to be poor is because I have played enough, and I can call the original owner's name in such a tone at will, because I have played enough.
To put it bluntly, he has never seen the original owner as a human being, so there is no need to respect him. In his eyes, he is just a toy, or a thinking animal or pet.
Jing Xun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he just hung up.
Before hanging up, he heard the other party still say: "I'll just wait for you to beg me."
These words made the contempt in Jing Xun's heart deepen.
I'm still going to beg you... When I'm filming a TV series?
However, after hanging up the phone, Jing Xun was not as calm as he was during the call just now.
Shen Bohan's vicious look... To be honest, he couldn't help but start to feel a little worried.
Mainly because in the plot of the original novel, the original owner in the later period also saw clearly the character of Slag Gong after he was half disabled. He couldn't forgive himself and couldn't stand Slag Gong anymore, so he tried to escape.
But every time, he was captured by the extremely persistent slag Gong, and opened a copy of the small black room every day.
...
Jing Xun began to wonder if he had thought things too simply before.
He thought that he would be able to get rid of the slag Gong by cutting off contact completely before there was so much entanglement between Gong and Shou.
But he didn't expect Zha Gong to have such a greasy and unreasonable character. He liked him too much before, and now he doesn't like him anymore.
This is difficult.
Besides, Slag Gong already knew that he was in the hospital, so there was no guarantee that he would not go further to investigate his family affairs...
and how to make Slag Gong stop pestering him completely became an important topic for him to think about.
Jing Xun stayed in the hospital until very late, and the second elder urged him to go back to school to rest, saying that he should not delay tomorrow's class.
But my younger brother is still awake, Ms. Luo and the others are still there, and Jing Xun is a little worried.
Lei Tianhao's current situation doesn't need to be in the ICU, so he was directly pushed back to the original ward. The ward he lives in is a quadruple room, because the hospital beds are tight, and a cheap one is good enough to have a room. His family never chooses a room. .
But the four-person room is also very crowded, because the ward itself is not big.
There are patients on every bed, and the accompanying family members can only sleep on a low bed in the narrow aisle, and can only sleep one person. No matter how many accompanying people, they have to sleep in the corridor.
Conditions can be described as difficult.
So Jing Xun suggested: "School is on holiday tomorrow, and I don't have to go to any class. How about I stay here tonight and stay in bed with me, Mom... you and Dad can go back and have a good rest, and come back tomorrow." "How about it.
" Ms. Luo resolutely objected, "You have to study and work at the same time. If you don't have class tomorrow, take a good rest and go back quickly. I will watch half the night with your dad... We are used to being together, so why are you here? , but get in the way!"
The stepfather also said: "Yes, go back quickly, Xiao Xun, I have tossed you all night, go back quickly."
In the end, Jing Xun was directly pushed out of the ward by the second elder.
In the ward, the aunt who accompanied the bed next door envied Ms. Luo and his wife all the time: "It's still a blessing for you husband and wife. You have such an eldest son, who is capable and knows how to love you.
" They started chatting: "Yeah, I heard he's from a prestigious university, right? He's so handsome, hey, does your eldest son have a date now?" Ms. Luo's complimented laughter resounded throughout the
corridor : "Haha, there is no match, no match, you have someone suitable to introduce to my son."
Jing Xun: "..."
Jing Xun dared not go in.
Did not leave immediately.
He knew that Ms. Luo and his stepfather, Mr. Lei, would not allow him to accompany him in the hospital—the original owner used to simply come and see, and hurried back to school after sending the money.
His main duty is to learn and make money.
But emotionally... thinking of the couple who sacrificed everything for the sick child...
the hospital is always like a large shopping mall, but even at night, there is no quiet time.
There are still people coming and going in the corridor.
Some spoke loudly, some cried, and some cursed.
The most desperate people in the city are stationed here, and once upon a time, Jing Xun grew up here.
When there are many people, he can pretend nothing happened, but to be honest, he really hates hospitals.
Jing Xun lowered his head and looked at the toes of his shoes subconsciously. For a moment, he suddenly felt that the surroundings became much quieter.
... When did it start?
Why is it suddenly quiet?
Jing Xun was very surprised.
This situation is not new to him.
When he usually concentrates on doing things, he will automatically block the surrounding sounds, so sometimes when he comes back to his senses, he will find that the surroundings have changed a lot.
For example, he had the impression that the teacher was still in class, but when he came back to his senses, class was already over.
But he didn't think about anything just now?
It won't be midnight all of a sudden...
Just when he thought it was unbelievable, a series of footsteps gradually approached his direction.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of clean and shiny leather shoes appeared in Jing Xun's vision.
"Jing Xun."
A low, rhythmic voice sounded above his head, and Jing Xun heard someone calling his name...?
He looked up sharply.
He was crashing into a pair of cold peach blossom eyes.
"Sorry for coming back late."
Seeing him looking up, Shen Yijin looked a little more concerned than usual: "Xiao Xun, are you okay?"