Pain fetish

Chapter 41 "Oh "

Qi Han didn't know how he got into the ward.

Before Fu Ge turned around, he stepped back to the window, casually and slowly wiped all the embarrassing marks on his eyes, nose, and face, and then straightened out the rain-soaked clothes on his body.

In the end, pretending to be nonchalant, he opened the door and went in, at least he thought so.

But in Fu Ge's eyes, he was like a bacon hanging on a conveyor belt, his empty eyes were like two holes, blood and flesh barely stuck to his bones.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Ge asked while holding a milk cup.

Qi Han shook his head, he wanted to say something, but his throat felt fishy and sweet, and his mouth felt sticky.

"I'm fine, bro..."

I'll be fine. People who are on the established ending should no longer have any joy or sorrow for the changes they imagined.

It's not Fu Ge's fault, it's because he is too self-righteous.

"Then drink this, you can sleep better at night."

Qi Han stared blankly at the glass of milk, not even daring to stretch out his hand, his eyes were full of resistance and fear.

He thought, I don't want to die yet...I'm going to wait for my wedding...

There are only two months left to wait, you promised to give me a wedding...

"I... don't really want to drink, tomorrow..."

It's good to delay for a day.

Fu Ge sighed suspiciously, "I remember you used to drink milk every night?"

Qi Han lowered his head and gave a "hmm".

Fu Ge held his finger and shook it, "Drink and stop making trouble, it's late, we should really go to bed, here—"

He handed the cup to Qi Han's mouth. Alpha's silent face had a pair of bright red eyes, and the thin bloodshot eyes seemed to be the thread that strangled his eyeballs. He spoke as if he wanted to tear his vocal cords apart: "Brother ...Wait a little longer... will you please, I beg you..."

The corners of Fu Ge's raised lips froze suddenly. Two seconds later, he put down the cup, the determination on his face seemed to push away the clouds and mist.

"How long have you been standing outside the door?" His voice was cold.

Qi Han subconsciously avoided this question, as if as long as the false shell was not pierced, they would still be a normal couple.

But Fu Ge didn't give him this chance: "Did you see me add medicine to the milk?"

"Brother!" Qi Han panicked instantly, "You...I didn't, I—"

"What do you think I added? Poison?"

"No, no! I didn't mean that! Brother, I'll drink it, I'll drink it right away—"

After the words were lost, Fu Ge directly took a sip from the cup and swallowed it in front of his face. Qi Han was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits: "Xiao Ge!"

"What are you doing!" He screamed and rushed over, the facial features on his face were distorted, his breathing was choked, and he even wanted to break Fu Ge's mouth.

Little Beta didn't move at all, and let him fiddle with it. When Qi Han finally calmed down, he found that Fu Ge was pursing his lips hard, holding back tears, and his red eyes dodged to look away, with an indescribable grievance.

"...What's the matter?" Qi Han couldn't stand him like this, and his rationality, which was tossed and tossed repeatedly by the album, slowly came back. He also took a sip from the cup, and found that the sweet milk smell was mixed with a trace of familiar sweetness and bitterness.

"It's... licorice tablets?"

Fu Ge didn't speak, just raised his hand and quickly wiped his eyes, then turned and sat on the side of the bed.

With his back to Qi Han, he shrunk himself into a small ball, like a child who was wronged by the adults in his family, his lonely back was pitiful.

Only then did Alpha realize what stupid thing he had done.

Fu Ge wanted to help prevent him from catching a cold, but he thought he was poisoning him. As for the picture book that said 3.11, Qi Han didn't want to guess anymore.

"I'm sorry brother, I, I..." He was so ashamed that he was speechless, his head was in confusion, he could only dry up the glass of milk in one go in front of Fu Ge, and the licorice tablets that had not melted completely were in his mouth After rolling around, it was so bitter that one's scalp tingled.

But if the mouth is bitter, the bitterness in the heart will be a little less.

He sat behind Fu Ge, put his arms around him, kissed the top of the man's hair, and asked softly, "Do you want to help me prevent a cold?"

Fu Ge was silent for a long time before making a nasal sound, "Your throat is hoarse, don't you feel any pain? If you don't take medicine, you will definitely be swollen tomorrow..."

His tonsils are particularly inflamed, and the first reaction when he catches a cold is a swollen throat, but taking other medicines has no effect, only licorice tablets are helpful. Qi Han used to be annoyed by this bitter and sweet medicine, and Fu Ge always secretly gave it to him. He put it in milk to trick him into drinking.

"Brother, do you still remember these things?" Qi Han couldn't believe it, and his guilt increased exponentially while his heart was sore.

Fu Ge was a little disappointed: "Don't you remember? We haven't been together for long, and in total... there aren't many things to remember..."

So he remembered every little thing, even including the color of the sneakers Qi Han wore when he confessed to him for the first time.

"I remember, how could I forget, it's just that I didn't expect..." Brother will remember.

Fu Ge had a panoramic view of his expression, and suddenly lowered his eyes, his whole body went numb, and his voice was as low as a little dumb bird.

"Could it be that I treated you badly and bullied you a few days ago, so you don't trust me so much now? If I add a pill to your cup, you will think that I...I'm hurting you..."

He seemed to be extremely depressed, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Which couple will live like us, without any trust at all..."

Qi Han was completely panicked now, his heartbeat suddenly became fast, and everything from his neck up burned up, and he was afraid that Fu Ge would say the next sentence, or we should separate.

"Ahan, otherwise we-"

"Don't!" Qi Han covered his mouth in panic, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry brother, I know I was wrong, I was really wrong, I didn't think you were going to harm me, I was afraid, I was afraid that you would not want tonight sleep with me..."

Fu Ge still hung his head, his lips stuck to his palm: "Oh."

Qi Han didn't know if this was a sign of relaxation, so he asked cautiously: "Then...won't we separate?"

Fu Ge still lowered his head: "Oh."

Qi Han was stunned to hear some sense of playfulness from his two "oh". He didn't know if he lost his temper or his own illusion, so he could only stick to him in a low-lying position: "Then shall we wash up and sleep? I Take brother to wash."

Fu Ge kicked him with his toe, "Go wash it, it stinks to death."

Qi Han's heart was crisp, and his voice became softer and softer: "Okay, okay, I stink, I'll go wash it, I'll be right back."

Launching himself into the bathroom with the fastest speed, unloading the skin and falling into the bathtub, Qi Han found two clean bath towels hanging on the shelf next to him.

He sent Fu Ge a WeChat message——

Qi Han: Brother, have you finished taking a shower? I think the towels are still dry.

Fu Ge: Didn't wash (???)

Qi Han: Do you want to be together?I hold the baby for a while???

Fu Ge: No, I won’t wash it (???)

Fu Ge: Also, I am not a baby, I am a liar (???)

Qi Han laughed out loud in the bathroom, couldn't help but take a screenshot of this chat log, and save it in the album named Xiaoge Baobao.

Dozens of chat records had already been stored there, and he would print them out and bind them into volumes on a regular basis, and put them together in the relics.

Fu Ge was still waiting on the bed. He came out after only soaking for 5 minutes. He dried himself off and turned on the little sun to warm up his body. When the front side was hot, he turned it over and continued to bake, so as to ensure that his delicate wife would not be frozen after going to bed. .

No matter how angry Fu Ge saw his retarded operation, he couldn't help laughing, and finally kicked him lightly, "Sleep."

Qi Han immediately rushed up to hug him into his arms, and fell asleep smelling the lingering scent of white bellflower on his body.

After five years, they hugged each other again and fell asleep. He originally thought that he would lose sleep all night, but he didn't expect to fall asleep dizzily in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, the sleeping Beta suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ahan...Ahan?"

Alpha showed no signs of waking up. Fu Ge got up expressionlessly, got out of bed, and put on his coat and raincoat.

The warmth and warmth of half an hour ago was completely covered by the plastic raincloth, and he walked into the rainy night silently like a blunt knife that had been silent for a long time.

And the alpha in the ward still didn't realize it.

Because before the licorice tablets, Fu Ge put a sleeping pill in the milk, he couldn't be so stupid as to poison in front of Qi Han, that kind of death is too easy and easy.

At 02:30 in the morning, a black Maybach passed through the rain and stopped at the gate of Qi Han's private hospital.

The driver opened the door and got out of the car, opened the umbrella and trotted to pick up a person, and called out respectfully: "Sir."

Fu Ge responded lightly, "Is everyone here?"

"Alright, waiting for you in the conference room."

Fu Ge bent down and got into the car, "Let's go."

The next day the sun rose as usual, the heavy rain started, and the sky was washed like water.

When Qi Han woke up from Fu Ge's bed, Little Beta was still sleeping soundly while clutching his collar. He contentedly kissed the man's forehead and got out of bed to wash up. Today he will discuss the details of the gland transplant operation with the doctor.

"I have seen the glands that President Qi got, and they are very well preserved," said Dr. Mediterranean.

"When will the surgery be arranged? I want the detailed time and a list of all the people involved in the surgery."

In the future, when things happen, the police will definitely track down the whereabouts of the glands. In case Fu Ge is involved, the operation must be done in secret. If necessary, he will take this group of people abroad.

The doctor pondered for two seconds: "We need to further thaw the gland, test it, and cultivate it to the state that is most suitable for the physical signs of beta. In the later stage, the patient will cooperate with us to collect some samples, and at the earliest -"

He glanced at Qi Han and pushed his glasses with his fingertips: "One month."

Qi Han's heart shuddered, how long did it take?

It's already December now, and it's not impossible to wait another month for surgery. It's not impossible to delay until February.

Could it be that Fu Ge really endured until he married him?

Qi Han closed his eyes and forcibly shook his thoughts away.

He is now very worried about gains and losses, like an ant crossing a river on a leaf, unable to tell what is ahead in the wind and waves, every self-righteous vitality may become a more turbulent river mouth.

Simply stop being suspicious, Fu Ge will accept whatever Fu Ge gives him.

He didn't tell Fu Ge about the gland transplantation, he only said that it would be a minor operation, and the preparation time was particularly long.

Little Beta didn't react much. He stood in the corridor and went downstairs for a long time, forgetting about it for a long time, then suddenly turned around, his long hair was lifted by the night wind, and the orange light cast a halo on him.

He said, "Ahan, let's dance."

"Dancing?" Qi Han was a little dazed, looking around, feeling a rare embarrassment: "But there is no dance hall and no accompaniment here. If I want to dance, I will ask someone to prepare it, and it will be in place tomorrow."

"It's so troublesome, there is no accompaniment, but we have our own lights." He turned around in a circle, gesturing to the beam of light above his head, "Do you remember? We danced together at the first dance of the high school graduation party. "

Qi Han smiled, "How could I forget, it's just that I haven't danced for a long time, I'm afraid—"

"Oh, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'll take you with me."

Fu Ge was like a hazy fog, running towards him with a smile, light and joyful, with long hair fluttering, his dark blue satin shirt revealing his crescent-like complexion, and his slender and perfect waistline still makes Qi Han salivate.

He swam around, stood still in front of his alpha, swung his wrists in an elegant gentleman's salute, then bent slightly and stretched out his fingertips to him.

"Student Qi Han, class eight, three years, may I have the honor to invite you to dance?"

No one will not be fascinated by him.

In an instant, it seemed that he had returned to five years ago, and Fu Ge was still that elegant and gentle boy like a platycodon flower.

When Qi Han came to his senses, he was already leading him to shake his body. Compared with his light dance steps, his own movements were unbearably rude.

But this does not affect his obsessive appreciation of his lover.

"I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore, isn't there still one month left, can we make a wish when we go to Tibet?"

"Do you want to go out?" Qi Han went through the recent work itinerary in his head, "It may be a little difficult. There are many things in the chamber of commerce this month, and several important proposals are being promoted. I can't leave."

"Okay." Little Beta pushed him away pretending to be annoyed, and swung his arms smoothly, "Then I'll find someone else to accompany me."

"you dare."

When Qi Han brought him back, Fu Ge leaned on his shoulders docilely, "Let's go together, it's like the honeymoon is ahead of schedule, we'll go to Tibet in the first ten days, fulfill our vows, race horses, and I'll help you win a ribbon back. In the middle of ten days, I will go to Yading, Daocheng, to see the fairyland on earth."

"What about the last ten days?" Qi Han looked down at the dimple around his mouth.

"Hmm...you decide?" Fu Ge suddenly tiptoed and kissed the tip of his nose, breathing hot and provocative, and said word by word: "I, listen, I, sir, sir."

Breathing stopped suddenly at this moment, Qi Han was stunned for as long as a century, and then suddenly leaned over and kissed him.

Lips and tongues intertwined, the tip of the teeth rubbed, under the dim light of the corridor, the lovers who had just stopped dancing hugged and kissed passionately.

Qi Han thought, even if he was paralyzed on the hospital bed with only half his life left, he would leave everything behind to accompany him on this journey.

Even if he knew, this was just part of Fu Ge's plan.

They are still in bed tonight.

Fu Ge was taking a bath in the bathroom, while Qi Han was in charge of warming the bed.

There was a "ding" on the phone to dissipate the water vapor, and a text message from an unfamiliar number popped up on the screen.

"Are you going out?"

Fu Ge leaned on the edge of the bathtub and replied: "Well, the Chamber of Commerce is the weakest this month. I have given you the list. Try to avoid these people when you act."

"It's not necessary. You still have many ways to divert his attention. We can't protect you when you go to Tibet."

"Don't worry, I have my purpose."

"For what purpose?"

Fu Ge picked up a petal, crushed it in the palm of his hand, and tapped the screen with wet fingertips: "I want him to see with his own eyes how good we could have been."

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A small theater:

Xiao Ge walked out of the hospital coolly after Qi Han fell asleep, talked coolly to the driver, and got into the car coolly, the whole process was cool, like this: (???)

But he is wearing a bear-patterned raincoat?˙?˙?