"You don't have to reject me so quickly." Song Huaiqi interrupted him, "Think about it carefully, and tell me after you think about it."
"Don't think about it anymore." A sullen and low voice suddenly came from the door.
Yan Chuyang froze, and quickly raised his head to look outside the door.
Wei Qing walked over with long legs, walked directly to Yan Chuyang's bed, bent down and touched the boy's forehead, and said softly, "Sorry, I'm late."
Yan Chuyang's heart trembled, he turned his face sullenly, and shook off the man's hand, his nose wrinkled, and his eyes were almost flushed with embarrassment.
"Don't be afraid anymore." Wei Qing touched the boy's ear and whispered, "I'm here now."
"What's the use of coming now?" Song Huaiqi interrupted him coolly, "Is it too late? People have lost their lives for a long time. Mr. Wei remembered to visit him. When Chuyang was sick and had a fever, you were here where?"
Wei Qing turned around, suppressing the desire to kill, looked at Song Huaiqi who was sitting next to him expressionlessly, and said coldly:
"Mr. Song, you are really good at digging corners."
Song Huaiqi's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
Wei Qing suddenly picked up the man by his collar, and said with dark eyes, "What does Yan Chuyang have to do with you? Why do you help him find a house? Let me tell you the truth, Yan Chuyang belongs to me, and he can't get anywhere. Will not go, just stay in my sight."
"Heh!" Song Huaiqi sneered and shook off Wei Qing's hand, tugged at the messy bow tie and said, "It's ridiculous, what do you mean that Yan Chuyang belongs to you? What do you think of him? Item?"
"What does it have to do with you!" Wei Qing roared.
"Stop arguing!" Yan Chuyang clenched his fists and shouted with a small white face, "This is a hospital. If you have any grievances, please go outside to settle them."
"I'm not arguing anymore." Wei Qing quickly turned around, sat down beside the boy's bed, caressed the boy's chest, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry, you're still sick, don't be angry about this kind of villain."
Song Huaiqi's mouth twitched.
This is the first time he has seen someone who can change his face so quickly.
One second, he was arguing with him with veins all over his neck, and the next second he was apologizing to another person in a gentle voice.
What the hell kind of operation is this!
Yan Chuyang shook the man's hand away with a cold face: "I'm not angry because of the senior, the senior is not a villain!"
Wei Qing's eyes darkened, and his voice was cold and authentic, "You are sick now, I don't want to argue with you."
Yan Chuyang turned his face away: "It was the senior who saved me. If it wasn't for him, I would have been burned to death."
Wei Qing's heart twitched, he couldn't help tightening his jaw and said, "Don't say the word death."
"It was originally." Yan Chuyang stared at the person in front of him with a pair of dark eyes, and gritted his teeth.
"I called you when I was in the worst pain. I was so dizzy that I couldn't get up. I wanted you to take me to the hospital, but what about you? You just said you were too busy and sent me away. Wei Qing, I didn't want to come back Say more, because I understand that in front of Shen Shimin, I am just an outsider, and you have no obligation to take care of me, but now you are running over again, blaming others, why? Do you think that letting others save me Wrong, should I burn to death alone in the dormitory?"
Wei Qing's face froze, and he was silent for a while before saying: "I didn't mean that..."
Yan Chuyang sighed: "You go first, I want to be alone."
Wei Qing shook his head: "I won't go."
"What are you doing here!"
Wei Qing pursed his lips, his voice trembling slightly: "I'm afraid."
He was afraid that once he went out, Yan Chuyang would suddenly heat up again like this afternoon.
He came to the ward once just now, and went to the front desk to ask the doctor in charge of Yan Chuyang. The doctor said that if he was later, he might have meningitis.
When Wei Qing heard the three words meningitis, he regretted and wanted to hit the wall.
He blamed him for thinking too simply, thinking that Yan Chuyang had a fever this time, just like the last time he ate barbecue, and he would recede when the temperature cooled down physically. He didn't expect it to be so serious.
Yan Chuyang turned his face away, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't need to be hypocritical."
Wei Qing's eyes flickered, and he said sadly: "Yan Chuyang, if you say that, you are stabbing my heart with a knife."
Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes not to look at him, and said sullenly, "Can't you pretend to be a victim here?"
"I was originally a victim!" Wei Qing's face darkened slightly, and he said in an excited voice, "Do you know how uncomfortable I was when I heard Wei Yuan say that you were unconscious from the burn? I wish I could grow wings and immediately Flying by your side, if I could suffer that kind of suffering for you, I would be willing to have a fever a hundred times, I was suffering every minute and every second outside, I thought it would be good to be by your side, but I didn't expect it."
Wei Qing paused, glanced coldly at Song Huaiqi who was standing aside, and said, "I didn't expect that someone would take advantage of this time to poach my corner!"
Yan Chuyang hammered the quilt: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"What nonsense did I say?" Wei Qing stared fixedly at the man in front of him and said, "You are supposed to live with me, but this man actually said that he would find a house for you. It's ridiculous. Where did he get the capital?"
"Wei Qing!" Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth and whispered, "I will move out of your house sooner or later."
When Wei Qing's father's surgery is over, and when the two of them "divorce", even if he doesn't want to move, Wei Qing will drive him away.
The man's shoulders shook, his face changed suddenly, and he said with gloomy eyes, "What do you mean? Shall I remind you, what is the relationship between us now? Yan Chuyang, why do you say move out?"
Yan Chuyang pursed her lips and did not speak.
Song Huaiqi said coolly at the side: "Oh, what's the relationship between you two? Aren't you cousins? I never heard that cousins must live together."
"Shut up!" Wei Qing turned his head and roared, "I should have told you that I have no blood relationship with Yan Chuyang, we are brothers who can do whatever we want!"
Song Huaiqi's forehead was livid, but since Yan Chuyang was here, it was not easy to have an attack, so he could only snort coldly, turned around and walked back to the window of the ward, stared out of the dark window, and stopped talking.