The Cannon Fodder is Prepared to Divorce

The car stopped, no matter what Qu Lang asked, Shen Mingbei ignored him.

Shen's father and Shen's mother passed away because of a car accident.

For a long time, Shen Mingbei could not get out of the shadow of the accident scene.

So far, almost ten years have passed. Shen Mingbei once thought that he was going to be better. After all, he could drive and take a taxi by himself. But Qu Lang suddenly went crazy, and it was no surprise that Shen Mingbei relived the nightmare of the year.

Qu Lang took the person back to the bedroom, put it on the bed, took off his coat for Shen Mingbei, and said, "I've been outside for a day, go take a shower." After Qu Lang finished speaking, he ran over the bedside table. He remembered that there was still a cover here. ...

Shen Mingbei did not move.

After Qu Lang turned around and saw it, he took the person's hand, kissed Shen Mingbei's finger, and said, "Goodbye, go take a bath."

Shen Mingbei recovered some sanity, stood up and limped to go to the bedroom door.

He didn't want to stay in the same place as Qu Lang.

Qu Lang looked a little strange, and he pulled the person directly and took off his shoes and socks.

Seeing the blisters on the soles of his feet, as well as the scabs bleeding from the frayed skin, I felt a little distressed and touched him lightly.

"Why don't you say it, does it hurt?"

Qu Lang grabbed his ankle and carefully checked it. After confirming that it was just a blisters from the skin, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I want to say that this person is too squeamish.

But it must be very painful. After being dragged so far by the mountain road, he should have dealt with the injury at the hotel.

If he is so squeamish, if he ignores himself because of this, it is normal.

Qu Lang went to the bedroom door and made a phone call. He came back and said to Shen Mingbei, "Don't move, and someone will give you medicine later."

Shen Mingbei didn't want to listen to him, but his feet really hurt, so he didn't move. Fortunately, the doctor came quickly, and his embarrassment did not last long.

Doctor Fu came in with a big box on his back, breathing heavily when he was led in by the servant. He first saw Shen Mingbei sitting still, he let out a long breath, and opened his mouth: "It's fine to be alive. Did you hurt it? It's okay!"

Qu Lang frowned slightly, always feeling that Fu Li's words were strange. How could something happen to Shen Mingbei with him? Such a squeamish person can't live without himself!

Qu Lang interrupted Fu Li's sight and said lightly, "Blisters formed on my feet and the skin was worn out."

After Qu Lang finished speaking, Fu Li had already taken the ointment out of the box, and said to Qu Lang disgustingly, "I thought...it was so hurt that you turned over the medicine cabinet downstairs. Can handle it. As for calling me over? How much is my operation, do you know?"

Qu Lang: "Your operating room is mine."

Fu Li: ...I am not naive!

Fu Li and Qu Lang had nothing to say, they treated Shen Mingbei's wounds, disinfected and bandaged them, and then handed him the ointment. Tell him three times a day, change the gauze once a day, pay attention to disinfection, and then pat Shen Mingbei on the shoulder.

"If you have anything to find me at any time, don't be too aggressive."

Shen Mingbei nodded and finally said the first sentence after coming back tonight.

"Okay, thank you Doctor Fu."

Fu Li didn't continue to care about the mess of these two men, and ran across the big box again.

Just now Fu Li treated the wound, Shen Mingbei kept holding tears. He didn't want to shed tears in front of Qu Lang, so he had to keep his eyes red. The big apricot eyes were filled with tears, and I was extremely aggrieved.

Qu Lang wanted to hug him when he looked at it, so he hugged him.

Between the two people, it seemed that there was only the sound of each other's breathing. Shen Mingbei felt that he wanted to make a clear statement with Qu Lang, and he had just brewed his emotions and wanted to speak. Qu Lang's cell phone suddenly rang again with a harsh ringing, breaking the silence in the room.

Qu Lang let go of Shen Mingbei, looked down, still avoiding Shen Mingbei, this time went directly to the balcony to answer the phone.

Shen Mingbei was not curious about who had hit it, but took the medicine delivered by Doctor Fu, stood up limpingly, and walked to the guest room.

When Qu Lang finally finished the phone call and turned around, he found that Shen Mingbei was nowhere to be seen. He looked around in the bedroom without seeing anyone.

As soon as he left the house, Qu Lang saw the maid's aunt and asked her, "Where is Shen Mingbei?"

The maid replied: "In the guest room, the guest room where Mr. Shen sleeps these days."

Qu Lang didn't know what was good about sleeping in the guest room. Shen Mingbei had said that he wanted to sleep in the guest room before. He said that he was still too squeamish, and he hadn't gotten used to the life of a rich family for so many years.

The Chingtan Bay Villa is big enough, it is actually quite strenuous to find someone, according to the position of the maid's aunt, walked towards the guest room.

Qu Lang had never entered the guest room on the first floor and the second staircase.

Qu Lang admitted that the entire Qingtan Bay Villa belonged to him. There is no sense of knocking at the door, so I just open the door and go in.

When he screwed on the doorknob, he felt a stagnation

Shen Mingbei locked the door of the room.

Qu Lang:...

"Boom boom boom——"

Shen Mingbei just washed up. After he came back, he found out the spare machine a few years ago and was replying to the company's colleagues.

Explain to them that my condition is not very good. I may not be able to go to Hongyan Mountain tomorrow, and the shooting plan will probably be cancelled. Xiao Zhang's news was relatively quick, and he chatted privately with Shen Mingbei and asked him about the specific situation, but Shen Mingbei didn't think about how to say it.

Suddenly hearing this arrogant and unceremonious knock on the door, without even thinking about it, I knew it must be Qu Lang.

I don't want to open the door, but this house belongs to Qu Lang.

Shen Mingbei leaned against the door in three steps and two steps, opened the door a small slit, and whispered: "President Qu, I'm going to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something to do."

As long as Qu Lang thinks about it, let alone a Shen Mingbei on the door, he can push it open even if the door is on a jack.

But he looked at the vigilance in Shen Mingbei's eyes, and suddenly he didn't dare to push hard.

He replied neatly: "Okay."

Allow Shen Mingbei to close the door of the room, listening to the sound of the lock. Standing at the door, Qu Lang found that he could perceive the fine sound inside, and his brain made up for the scene of Shen Mingbei lying and putting on sleep.

Thinking of the look in Shen Mingbei's defensive eyes, Qu Lang felt that for no reason, his heart was empty.

Very abrupt, unable to breathe for a moment, as if to drown.

Qu Lang rubbed his chest, feeling a bit painful here.

Walking down from the second floor, Qu Lang remembered that Shen Mingbei seemed to like to drink milk, so he took a bottle of milk in the refrigerator. After sitting at the dining table and drinking a cool drink, Qu Lang felt a little more awake.

This night, Qu Lang suffered from insomnia.

He got up repeatedly, wanted to walk into the guest room, carried Shen Mingbei back, and slept beside him.

However, he did not dare.

Qu Lang found a shirt of Shen Mingbei from the closet and sniffed it, only the smell of laundry detergent. He is not a person who values ​​desires, but facing Shen Mingbei, without knowing why, he always loses control...

Qu Lang didn't like this feeling of being manipulated by emotions.

Finally it was dawn, Qu Lang almost leaped to the dining room, sat in a chair and stared at the stairs downstairs, wanting to see Shen Mingbei who came down for breakfast.

However, after waiting until nine o'clock, assistant Xiao Chen sent him N consecutive requests for instructions, and Shen Mingbei did not come down.

The servant aunt didn't know if she had seen anything, and said to Qu Lang, "Mr. Shen hasn't eaten much recently."

Qu Lang: "Don't eat?" Why doesn't he eat?

The maid shook her head and spread her hands: "This is not clear, Mr. Shen won't tell me this."

Qu Lang waited for a while, then went straight upstairs and knocked on Shen Mingbei's door.

But this time there was no movement inside, Qu Lang reached out and twisted the doorknob. Without unscrewing, he knocked twice.

"Boom, boom—" He was so strong that he was about to smash the door through.

There was still no movement inside.

This time Qu Lang didn't wait. In a hurry, he forgot that the servant aunt had the key to the guest room, so he kicked the guest room door open with his foot.

"Bang--" After a night, the fragile door panel of the guest room still did not escape the fate of being broken.

Even with this movement, Shen Mingbei still did not move, he was lying on the bed and chattering.

Qu Lang stretched out his hand and touched Shen Mingbei's flushed cheeks. His complexion was not pretty. Why did this man have a fever again?

...

Shen Mingbei had nightmares all night because he remembered the things of the year. He was still in the nightmare at this time, and occasionally heard a few nonsense.

The doctor who came to check up this time was still Fu Li. He couldn't bear the two people tossing himself every day, but after the checkup, he told Qu Lang, "I didn't feel good in the last time I was hospitalized. I had an irregular diet and poor body resistance. Suddenly he was frightened and caused a high fever."

Qu Lang thought about it, but didn't think of what was frightening Shen Mingbei.

Fu Li didn't know how they got along, and heard Qu Lang say that Shen Mingbei had been in the mountains for a long time.

Hesitatingly said: "Did you bump into something in the mountains?"

After hearing this, Qu Lang nodded, it should be like this, and said lightly: "Then I will contact his company, stop his announcement, and rest at home for a while."

Fu Li always felt that if Shen Mingbei could stand Qu Lang, he must have loved Qu Lang miserably.

Hearing that Qu Lang rarely cared about people, he suggested: "You should be able to heal faster by staying with him when you have time."

If it was before, Qu Lang would definitely not want to agree. He had so many things every day, how could he come to accompany someone because he was sick.

This time Qu Lang rarely hesitated, and nodded in agreement.

When Fu Li saw Qu Lang nod his head, he was relieved. He had a lot of contact with Qu's family, and he knew Qu Lang's temper too well.

Thinking that after Shen Mingbei woke up, if he knew the good news, he would be very happy. He couldn't help but laughed, and even kindly persuaded Qu Lang to say: "You still treat him better. Even if you like Lin Xiang, he is after all Your legal partner."