no way

Chapter 31 Yan Jiang He Reached Out to Him

Before going to bed?

Zhang Cong was stunned for a moment, and didn't bother to take the medicine: "What do you mean?"

"Take the medicine first." Yan Jianghe smiled, pushed Yan Meitong's face, and clasped the cat's head in his palm.

Zhang Cong was silent and took the medicine.

Seeing that he had swallowed the medicine, Yan Jianghe said again: "You stay here tonight, don't try to make a fool of yourself. You can't leave in your current condition."

"..." Zhang Cong quickly glanced at him, then looked away again, "I'm going home."

"Go home?" Yan Jianghe sneered, pulled Yan Meitong off his shoulders, bent down and put it on the ground, "Go back and fight with your father? Tomorrow morning I will directly contact the crematorium truck to go downstairs. Collect the corpse for you, do you like to listen to the trumpet and suona? I will hire a few to play the funeral by the way."

Zhang Cong: "..."

"You have to take another day off tomorrow. I have already asked you to take leave from the school." Yan Jianghe tilted his head and smiled harmlessly at Zhang Cong. "Your homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, is quite nagging."

Zhang Cong's eyes widened suddenly, and he didn't know if there was a lesion in his vision. He described Yan Jianghe in front of him as if he saw a bull's head and a horse's face.

Zhang Cong: "How do you know which school I study in and which class? Can you still contact the head teacher?"

"The school is the No. [-] Middle School. I asked the old man before." Yan Jianghe smiled unabated, "As for the class and the head teacher, I passed by Chongtianxia when I went home, so I asked Tang Fuxing to ask for me."

Zhang Cong closed his eyes, made a plan, and prepared to slaughter Tang Fuxing's stupid pig and stew dried radish.

Yan Jianghe was still thinking about whether to let Zhang Cong go.But obviously not.If the person is released, the bastard will be finished in the next second, and he will have to suffer another crime if he is caught again.

Zhang Cong and his own father are two animals.Zhang Cong didn't come home all night, and Zhang Hanma might have been beaten by Zhang Cong, so he definitely didn't look for it.Besides, Zhang Cong's cheap illness doesn't count, so he went to an illegal small clinic to do illegal activities.This monster acted too wickedly, why didn't Yan Jiang be careless, he had to take him to the hospital for an examination tomorrow.If he had known earlier, don't try to convince him softly, even if Zhang Cong cried for him, he would have sent this bear to the hospital directly.

"Is there any question?" Yan Jianghe walked up to Zhang Cong, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

Yan Jianghe said in a deep voice, "Zhang Cong, do you really want to leave?"

Yan Jianghe: "I gave you the steps, and you are still going to wait for me to carry you down? It's almost done, you have to show some face."

Zhang Cong stood there without speaking or moving, almost being forced to stop breathing.

here we go again.Yan Jianghe's skills came up again.Zhang Cong was torn bloody by him, and it was only a few words between breaths.

Zhang Cong turned to look at Yan Jianghe, and even wanted to cover his mouth with his hand.But before he could move his arms, Yan Jianghe laughed again: "There are clean sheets and quilts on the lower floor of the closet. Go and change them for me first. You had a fever and sweated all over last night. I will put the bed on my bed again." It's about to go whoosh."

Zhang Cong paused, and then asked again: "You want me to change the bed sheet and quilt cover for you?"

"Yes. What's the problem?" Yan Jianghe looked at him, "You didn't sleep soundly in my bed, wouldn't it be right to change it for me? I didn't mean you, why don't you even have the most basic moral qualities?"

"I really haven't." Zhang Cong said firmly.

"But you will change it." Yan Jianghe said again, "After all, you are under the fence."

Zhang Cong couldn't look at Yan Jianghe anymore, he was afraid that he would be as blind as Yan Meitong.Zhang Cong turned around and bumped Yan Jianghe's shoulder, and walked into the room.

Yan Jianghe laughed directly from behind, he was in a good mood seeing Zhang Cong slumped.

Zhang Cong entered the room, stood in front of the closet for a while, and finally opened the closet slowly.

"The closet is opened, which proves that you are not leaving tonight and have decided to live with someone else, right?" Yan Jiang is such a disgusting and wicked thing, it's not too big a deal to disturb the excitement, but he doesn't know why he appeared again.

Zhang Cong's whole body froze.Forcing him to submit to this set, Yan Jianghe's experience came out, and he should be able to bind and publish it.

Yan Jianghe looked at Zhang Cong's face.Zhang Cong's complexion looked much better, and some blood had recovered, but he was still unhealthy.

Yan Jianghe walked over and pointed out, "Just take out the quilt cover underneath."

He added: "You don't need to change it. You are immoral and I still have it. How can a doctor enslave a half-dead patient?"

Yan Jianghe is so cheap, all the words that come out of his mouth are crooked, he really deserves to be dumped by Da Luo Jinxian to death.

I just heard him make a concluding statement, and praised him sincerely: "Zhang Cong, you are so funny."

After Yan Jianghe finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking at Zhang Cong again.

Zhang Cong was chiseling the big hammer in his head, and immediately splashed hysteria all over his body.He squatted down/body slowly, staring at the sheet and quilt cover that Yan Jianghe pointed to in a daze.He should be thinking something, but what is he thinking?Zhang Cong didn't think about anything other than "Yan Jianghe is a damned psychopath".

It wasn't until his feet were numb from squatting that Zhang Cong reached out to take out the sheet and quilt cover and threw it on the bed.

Zhang Cong stood in the room without moving.It's amazing to say that his arms and legs are all grown on his body, so he looks like a severely disabled person.He didn't even know how to move.

"Zhang Cong, come out, what are you doing in there? It's embarrassing? Do you want me to hold Yan Meitong and let the blind lick your face?" Yan Jianghe's voice came from outside with a smile.

Zhang Cong took a deep breath, scolded Yan Jianghe, "Bastard", and walked out.

"Go and wipe yourself." Yan Jianghe pointed to the bathroom, "But don't take a bath. Use hot water, and there are new toiletries on the sink."

As Yan Jianghe said, he took a bag from the coffee table and threw it to Zhang Cong: "Go away."

Zhang Cong looked down, and what Yan Jianghe threw to him turned out to be disposable underwear.

"Get out." Why did Yan Jiang get impatient, "Your ears are broken? Or is your nervous system underdeveloped and unresponsive?"

Yan Jianghe couldn't hold back, and raised his leg to kick Zhang Cong: "I'm full of kidnappers, why didn't I twist my head off?"

"..." Zhang Cong didn't speak, his calf was so painful from being kicked by Yan Jianghe.He took a deep look at Yan Jianghe, then turned and went into the bathroom.

"Tsk..." Yan Jianghe frowned. He couldn't tell what Zhang Cong had in that look. It was probably an illusion. In just a moment, he actually felt a little hairy.

Yan Jianghe had turned on the Yuba a long time ago, the bathroom is not big, it is really warm, even a little hot after taking off his clothes.On Zhang Cong's head were four shiny Yuba bulbs, and his skin was scalded by the warm light.He stared at his face in the mirror, then looked down at the new toiletries on the vanity.

Must have just bought it.Yan Jianghe is not a careless person, just a toothbrush and a towel.It was in a plastic bag, and the label on the towel hadn't been removed.

Zhang Cong took out a towel, pulled off the label, soaked it in hot water, and washed it with soap.He wiped his body clean with a hot towel and snorted again.It is indeed too comfortable.

Yan Jianghe threw a set of clean home clothes for him on the washing machine, and at first glance, it was definitely Yan Jianghe's.

Zhang Cong had a straight face, and couldn't figure out what it was like when he was getting dressed. His mind seemed to be stupefied by the heat in the bathroom, and he did nothing.

Zhang Cong hesitated for a moment, and threw the changed dirty clothes into the washing machine. Yan Jianghe's cursing words suddenly sounded in his ears: "Doesn't the washing machine charge electricity for washing clothes?"

Zhang Cong: "..."

He didn't listen to the doctor's advice, and put his head under the faucet to water, but it was hot water, so he just washed his head with dry water.

When Zhang Cong came out of the bathroom, Yan Jianghe had already changed the bed sheet and quilt cover.He was lying on the sofa, holding a hair cream in his hand to feed Yan Meitong.

Yan Meitong stood up and down on her two hind legs, twisted her waist and pouted, sucked and licked with her small mouth, just like a white-haired dustpan that is clumsily picking up rice to remove the chaff.

Yan Jianghe probably thought it was too annoying, so he slapped his head and rolled over Yan Meitong: "Don't eat it, you are too young to eat that much."

Yan Jianghe put down the hair cream, looked up at Zhang Cong again, and walked over with a click: "Didn't I tell you not to take a bath?"

"No wash." Zhang Cong frowned.

Yan Jianghe looked at him for a while, then raised his hand and snored the hair on Zhang Cong's head. ——It’s hot water, which is quite obedient.

Zhang Cong: "..."

Yan Jianghe turned the back of Zhang Cong's head with his palm: "If you have short hair, go in and blow it, let me dry it quickly. If you have a fever again, you will kill yourself."

Zhang Cong then turned around and went back to the bathroom to blow his hair.

magic.Could not be more amazing.

Zhang Cong didn't know if he was stupid because of his illness, or if he was too crazy.Ever since he was exposed by Yan Jianghe, his mind and behavior were almost unhooked and derailed.Zhang Cong had to admit that he was a little scared.He was afraid that he would become more and more exposed and real in front of Yan Jianghe.

People like Zhang Cong, stuck in the mud, never said the words "please uproot me".But Yan Jianghe stretched out his hand towards him.Regardless of Yan Jianghe's bastard appearance, he really did reach out to Zhang Cong.

After Zhang Cong finished blowing his head, he found Yan Jianghe carrying Yan Meitong on his shoulders, cooking ginger soup in the kitchen.He was very foolish with his hands. He cut the ginger slices unevenly, then put a large spoonful of brown sugar into the boiling water, covered the pot and rubbed his hands, and the work was done.

Yan Jianghe stretched out his hand to tease Yan Meitong, the smell of ginger on his hand caused the little thing to shake his head and sneezed.

Yan Jianghe said to Zhang Cong: "When the ginger water is ready, get it out and drink it. By the way, get me a bowl."

Zhang Cong squinted his eyes as he stared at the flames under the pot amidst the scorching sweet aroma in the room.

After the two drank the ginger soup, they began to tacitly understand each other, trying to create a "harmonious" atmosphere.Yan Jianghe took out a medical professional book and sat aside to read it, while Zhang Cong gnawed on an apple without saying a word.Yan Meitong lay on Zhang Cong's lap and rubbed her head fiercely at the bald target.

"Harmony" is fairly successful.

Until after nine o'clock, Yan Jianghe closed the book and said, "Sleep."