Leng Yihuang smoked the cigarette, pressed the cigarette butt on the trash can, patted Ah Xing on the shoulder, turned and went into the ward next door to wash off the smell of cigarettes.
He used to smoke a few cigars occasionally, but because Lin Xiaomi didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he gradually quit. He only smoked one occasionally when he was bored at work.
Since Lin Xiaomi got pregnant, he never touched her again.
Ah Xing stood by the window, watching Leng Yihuang's disappearing back, for some reason, an unspeakable depression suddenly rose in his heart.
He lit one himself and took a deep breath.
Looking at the rising white smoke, he actually understood the young master's mood at this time.
What is life and death together? What is sharing weal and woe? What is a brother
There is no emotion that hurts more than the betrayal of a brother.
...
Leng Yihuang took a shower, brushed his teeth twice, and made sure that he didn't smell of cigarettes anymore, and then entered Lin Xiaomi's ward.
The ward was quiet and gloomy, and the silver moonlight fell on the bed and turned into dancing elves.
The woman on the bed seemed to be asleep too, her sleeping face was peaceful, quiet and soft.
But when he got closer, he could see the sparkle in the corner of her eyes.
Leng Yihuang's heart twitched, and his heart ached immediately.
Throwing off the quilt, he went to bed softly, carefully hugged her into his arms, and kissed her lightly at the corner of her eyes lovingly.
"Sorry, I'll give you an explanation."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the warm liquid dripped on his lips, spreading astringently on his taste buds.
Leng Yihuang's heart ached beyond measure.
Throat is also throbbing astringently.
As a man, especially he is so proud, but because of him, he put his beloved wife and children in danger.
What he can't face the most is himself.
The rough fingertips rubbed the corners of her delicate eyes, the warm liquid under the fingertips gradually disappeared, and the breathing of the woman in his arms became even.
The head slowly approached him, and naturally buried it in the socket of his neck, rubbed it like a kitten, found the most comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
Leng Yihuang really loves her instinctive dependence.
His deep and sharp eyes looked at the boundless night sky outside the window.
He secretly swore in his heart that from now on, he would never indulge anyone again, and he would not allow anyone to hurt his wife and children.
...
When Cheng Jie was called to front by Leng Yihuang, when he saw the sachet that had been cut open on the table, he knew it.
Leng Yihuang no longer trusted him.
"Master."
After yelling respectfully, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and the room fell silent.
The fingertips tapped rhythmically on the armrest.
After a while, Leng Yihuang asked, "How long have you been with me?"
"It has been twenty-two years since I was brought to the young master by the president when I was six years old."
"Twenty-two years." Leng Yihuang repeated softly, and suddenly sneered.
Twenty-two years, there are a total of twenty-two years in life.
Even the real brothers probably didn't stay together as long as they did.
However, it was such a person he trusted the most, who now betrayed him.
"Xiaomi's near miscarriage this time is caused by long-term exposure to safflower. What do you think?"
Leng Yihuang looked at him indifferently, this was the last chance he gave.
"I have no idea."
"Oh, you don't know? It's been so long, you tell me you don't know?"
In fact, there is no safflower in this sachet, and they have no real evidence that the safflower was planted by Cheng Jie.
But how much ability Cheng Jie has, he knows better than anyone else.
Weng Lao found out that the reason why Xiaomi almost had a miscarriage was due to long-term exposure to safflower. He couldn't believe that Cheng Jie hadn't noticed anything after such a long time.
If it is said that the safflower was not made by Cheng Jie, he can believe it.
But if Cheng Jie doesn't know, it's absolutely impossible.
His eyes drooped slightly, Cheng Jie looked at the ground in front of him, and his voice was calm: "Maybe I'm not good at learning."
So, until now, he still refuses to admit it, right
Leng Yihuang's heart completely cooled down.
There was a deadly silence in the room.
After a while, Leng Yihuang chuckled, but the laughter was extremely cold.
He stood up suddenly, stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes, and said indifferently: "Since you are not good at learning, you are not qualified to take up the current position, practicing medicine? Oh, it's better not to harm others or yourself. "
"Then it's useless to keep those hands."
A low and cold voice sounded in the room, Cheng Jie looked up at him in disbelief, the pain and injury flashed in his eyes, but finally returned to calm.
"...Okay." Well, this is what he owes him, and he is willing to be punished.
Eagle eyes narrowed slightly, Leng Yihuang's heart was colder than the Sanjiu weather outside.
He turned around, didn't take another look at Cheng Jie, and walked out of the ward without hesitation.
Cheng Jie stood stiffly on the spot, and after a while, a guard rushed in, pinned him to the ground, and prepared to carry out Leng Yihuang's order.
Ah Xing looked at the man lying on the ground in disappointment and resentment.
Although he has not been with Leng Yihuang for as long as Cheng Jie, but it has been fifteen years. For such a long time, they are not like relatives but better than relatives.
He never thought of betraying the young master, nor did he think that any of them would betray the young master.
"Is it worth it?" After all, he is a brother who has known each other for fifteen years, Ah Xing couldn't help but ask: "Is it worth it for you to betray the young master for a woman? Don't forget who gave your life!"
His face was trampled on the ground fiercely, and his cheeks hurt from the cold ground, and his heart was throbbing when he was asked.
does it worth
worth.
He broke his promise and gave up his brotherhood, and all that remained was this most humble love.
He had done everything he could for her.
It's just that he is too incompetent to help her much.
"It's because I am not good at learning. I am willing to be punished, not for anyone."
Ah Xing glared at him angrily, until now, he still refused to let go, wanting to bear all the guilt.
"Ah Xing, protect the young master." After Cheng Jie finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
A burst of cold air whizzed through Ah Xing's heart, and he said coldly: "Chengjie! Do you know what this means? Abolish these hands, what else do you have? What else can you do? What else do you have?" Is it worth being used?"
The only thing left in the room was Ah Xing's heavy and angry panting, and Cheng Jie's silence made his heart completely cold.
"Do it."
With an order, the guard's leg pressed hard on Cheng Jie's back. He grunted, his arms were roughly pulled away, and his palms were pressed against the cold ground.
The iron rod swung a gust of cold wind in the air.
With the sharp movement, the sound of broken bones resounded clearly in the room.
The man's hoarse voice sounded in pain.
One sound and one sound.
The world's most prestigious and youngest ghost doctor, the legendary pair of hands that can live to the death of human flesh and bones no longer exists.