The demon king wants to hug me

Chapter 53

In the end Wu Zhiyin decided to persuade Qin Shen, although he originally wanted to stay away from Qin Shen.

The main reason is that the three brothers of the Little Demon King said that Qin Shen wanted the lives of Ou Yuan and Xin Wen.

Wu Zhiyin could understand that Qin Shen wanted the lives of those two people, and if it was him, he would have the same idea.

But ideas belong to ideas. The difference between Qin Shen and Wu Zhiyin is that Qin Shen will put ideas into action.

Wu Zhiyin doesn't know, 20 years of study is not in vain, obeying the law and killing people is what the teacher taught since elementary school.

What he said was to let Qin Shen vent his anger, which meant that he could go and beat him up, and if he couldn't get angry after one beat, he could beat him twice.

You can take as many beatings as you want, but Wu Zhiyin dare not think about directly killing a living person.

He still had to stop Qin Shen in this matter.It is an older brother and a boyfriend, no matter what level of relationship it is, Wu Zhiyin feels that he should treat this matter with caution.

At noon, Yi Qian Changli went out for a trip, and according to Wu Zhiyin's request, he specially made black fish fillets with pigeon soup for Qin Shen, and brought them back steaming hot.

Wu Zhiyin asked the others to eat first, and took out a tray himself, which contained a large bowl of black fish slices, a large bowl of pigeon soup, a small half bowl of oil-consuming lettuce, and a bowl of white rice.

Several white porcelain bowls and dishes were neatly placed on a deep red plastic tray. The white, green, and light yellow meals looked very refreshing, and they were quite high-quality patient meals.

Walking out of the kitchen door, and returning after a short while, Wu Zhiyin bent down and plucked from the dessert cabinet for a while, picked out the smallest souffle, and put it on the tray.

This series of actions was seen by Yi Qian, who stopped her chopsticks, "Brother Xin, you haven't made osmanthus cakes yet? Brother Shen likes your osmanthus cakes."

Wu Zhiyin rolled his hidden eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "Osmanthus cake? There are so many things, I haven't learned that stuff yet."

"Yi Qian, you don't know this, brother Xin is allergic to pollen, brother Shen said last time that he would never eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake again." Qi Li said with a smile.

Wu Zhiyin closed the door of the dessert cabinet, straightened up, twirled the golden souffle with his fingers, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Hey? Brother Xin is allergic to pollen? How did you know? Brother Shen told you?" Yi Qian asked.

Qi Li held the bowl, picked a chopsticks of vegetables and put them in, "Didn't Brother Shen go to the performance in the small theater last time? He asked me to buy a bunch of trees and send them over. I asked curiously. Sending flowers and trees is too strange. He told me that Xin Ge is allergic to pollen."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Chang Li learned from you." Yi Qian Sour Lemon said.

Chang Li grabbed the spoon and silently scooped up a spoonful of black fish fillets for Yi Qian.

Wu Zhiyin walked out with a tray, and asked as he walked, "Does Qin Shen like sweet-scented osmanthus cake that much?"

"Yeah, he likes it very much," Yi Qian replied, "Because you did it."

"Oh," Wu Zhiyin nodded, "Then I'll do it for him after I've been busy for a while."

He went upstairs with the dinner plate in both hands, his heart was soft, and he was gently pinched by that person like a piece of plasticine, leaving a clear fingerprint of that person.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the room was very quiet, even the wind blowing through the window was quiet.

Qin Shen was lying on the bed, already asleep.

Wu Zhiyin closed the door, walked over on tiptoe, put the dinner plate on the bedside table, sat on the bedside with one leg bent, and stared straight at Qin Shen's sleeping face.

The originally cold face became even colder and thinner because of the injury, the long eyelashes drooped, the light-colored thin lips were slightly opened, and the nose was gently curled. Lying on the side, the quilt was pulled at the base of the neck, tightly wrapped , looking a little pitiful and helpless.

Injury is injury, and weakness is weakness. Qin Shen tried his best to cover up and deceived him as a doctor.

Just now Wu Zhiyin really believed that their monsters could recover in an instant. He reached out and brushed the black hair on Qin Shen's forehead, his eyes were sour, his heart was soft and angry.

Qin Shen opened his eyelids, saw the person in front of him, pressed Wu Zhiyin's hand on his face, and smiled with a smile on his cold face, "Yinyin, have you thought it through clearly? Fortunately, I didn't ask you to wait." long time."

Seeing Qin Shen joking indifferently, Wu Zhiyin's heart became softer and more sour, and he was even more angry. He stared at his dark eyes and withdrew his hand, "It's time to eat, I'll bring it for you, and it's on the bed Let's eat."

"You feed me." Qin Shen said.

"You might as well stop eating, I'll help you eat." Wu Zhiyin leaned over to support Qin Shen, let him lean half against the head of the bed, and pulled up the quilt to cover him.

Qin Shen looked at him.

Wu Zhiyin took the rice bowl with mixed feelings, picked up a few slices of black fish and a few lumps of pigeon meat, and picked up chopsticks of green vegetables, put down the chopsticks, held the spoon, and handed it to Qin Shen's mouth one by one.

"Hot?" Wu Zhiyin saw that Qin Shen was holding the food in his mouth and not swallowing it, wrapping it around in his mouth.

"Well, kind of."

"Oh, I didn't pay attention just now, so let me blow it to you," Wu Zhiyin scooped up a spoonful of rice with a piece of fish meat on the tip of the rice, put it to his mouth and blew it twice, and put it to Qin Shen's mouth.

Qin Shen obediently ate it with lowered eyelids, "You made the rice?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about me? Don't you know me?" Wu Zhiyin tapped the edge of the bowl lightly with a spoon, making a crisp sound.

"That's right, I forgot, Dr. Wu can't cook, and Dr. Wu can't even make a quilt." Qin Shen smiled "huh".

Wu Zhiyin scooped up a large spoonful of rice, blew on it and stuffed it into Qin Shen's mouth, "I'm busy and don't have time, you should figure it out."

"I'm not busy now, and the quilts on your bed haven't been folded yet." Qin Shen turned his head to look at the quilts piled up on the camp bed.

"Why am I not busy anymore? I've been busy with you all day long, do you know how busy I am?" Wu Zhiyin followed his gaze, covering up his yelling.

"I'll make the quilt for you in the future." Qin Shen smiled.

Wu Zhiyin rubbed his fingers against the tip of his nose, raised his head and was about to speak, when Qin Shen asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, the three of them are eating." Wu Zhiyin replied.

"Then give me the bowl. I'll eat it myself. You go down to eat." Qin Shen stretched out his hand.

"Just lean on it," Wu Zhiyin gently pushed Qin Shen's shoulder, "I have something to tell you."

"Oh," Qin Shen leaned back obediently, "Say it, I will agree to anything you say, except not to fall in love with me."

Wu Zhiyin wanted to tear his face off, to feel how thick this person's face was.

Lowering his head to scoop up the food in the bowl, Wu Zhiyin said naturally, "You are recuperating at my place, and you are not allowed to go anywhere during this time."

Qin Shen tilted his head to look at Wu Zhiyin, raised his eyebrows, raised the back of his hand to touch his face, "Wouldn't those Qi Li guys be afraid of me getting angry if they came to you for this trick?"

"Don't want to?" Wu Zhiyin put the spoonful of food near his mouth and blew on it, then handed it over.

"Yes," Qin Shen said vaguely, puffing his cheeks, "I would like to stay with you."

"So easy to talk?" Wu Zhiyin didn't believe it, "Are you trying to do something behind my back?"

"What have I done behind your back? You know everything about me."

"Yeah," Wu Zhiyin nodded, "You guys go to heaven to hide from the earth, even if you agree to me, I can't look down on you."

Qin Shen looked at him, "Yinyin, you know I can't let them go."

"Drink the soup." Wu Zhiyin handed over the soup bowl, Qin Shen took the bowl and held it in the palm of his hand without drinking.

"Actually, you don't need to look for Ouyuan," Wu Zhiyin said, "It's very likely that he already has a malignant tumor."

"Malignant tumor?" Qin Shen didn't expect this direction.

"Well, I went to his villa before and saw his CT scan. Judging from my experience, it's not cysts on his lungs, but tumors."

"How do you know?" Qin Shen asked.

"The edge of the image of the tumor is not clear, and the color is light," Wu Zhiyin said, "I told you that you don't understand it, but I can see it anyway."

Qin Shen picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, "Could I let him go just because he's sick?"

"I have already taught him a lesson for you." Wu Zhiyin said.

"You?" Qin Shen scanned Wu Zhiyin from head to toe with a half-smile.

Wu Zhiyin's hunk's self-esteem was hurt, and he took the bowl from Qin Shen's hand, "Don't drink it."

"I am a patient, Dr. Wu."

Wu Zhiyin grabbed Qin Shen's wrist and stuffed the soup bowl back.

"How did you teach Ou Yuan a lesson?" Qin Shen curled his mouth, lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, "I'll listen to you."

Wu Zhiyin scratched the edge of the bed with his hands, "Don't ask, anyway, it's enough for him to hurt for a while."

"Did you open a ladle for him too?"

"Oh no," Wu Zhiyin said. "Anyway, don't ask..."

"Still keeping it a secret from me?"

Wu Zhiyin looked at Qin Shen, "I went to a medical university, and the teacher took us to read an oath at the beginning of the semester." He raised his head and stared at the snow-white ceiling, "Don't bring pain and harm to patients... ..give no poison to anyone... practice medicine and live cleanly..."

After being silent for a while, he lowered his head, and a round bone protruded from the back of his neck, "I didn't do it, Qin Shen, can you understand?"

Qin Shen exhaled a long breath, put the bowl sideways on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, and stretched out his arms to embrace Wu Zhiyin.

Wu Zhiyin pulled the quilt from behind and put it on Qin Shen.

"It will be very painful for everyone to go against their inner insistence to do something," Wu Zhiyin said.

"Since it's painful, why are you doing it?"

Wu Zhiyin glared at him, "Because I'm out of my mind."

"I'm not water." Qin Shen turned his head and kissed Wu Zhiyin on the cheek.

"I know you are also in pain. I told you not to go to Ouyuan, but I was actually telling you to go against your own insistence." Wu Zhiyin looked at Qin Shen with bright eyes, and his voice was very soft.

The two looked at each other, Qin Shen didn't speak for a while, but finally compromised, and hugged Wu Zhiyin hard, "Okay, okay, I promise you, I will stay at your house and not go anywhere."

......

Qin Shen has been living at Wu Zhiyin's house for a week.

Qi Li and the three of them held the documents and materials, asked for instructions early and reported late, and regarded the small courtyard as the Shenda Building.

Wan Yaoyao also returned home halfway, Yuanyuan's stomach was a little flat, Wu Zhiyin asked him what he had been doing for so long?He faltered and faltered about him, but Wu Zhiyin saw that he didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Wan Yaoyao didn't know how to feel about Qin Shen treating the small courtyard as her own home, so she turned a blind eye to it.

Only one day, when he witnessed the two brats in the kitchen, Qin Shen domineeringly held Wu Zhiyin's chin and kissed it, Wan Yaoyao's heart attack was about to break out.

He found an opportunity to avoid Wu Zhiyin, and dragged Qin Shen to the study, "Little President Qin, I need to have a good talk with you."

"About me and your adopted son?" Qin Shen asked straightforwardly.

Wan Yaoyao: You two can't be together.

"Why?" Qin Shen picked up a wooden paperweight on the desk and fiddled with it in his hands.

Wan Yaoyao gritted her teeth: Li Xin is Li Lingxiao's son.

"I know."

Wan Yaoyao: Huh?

"Li Lingxiao is his real mother, do you know who his real father is?" Qin Shen looked at Wan Yaoyao inexplicably.

"His father is Xin Zhengyi."

"What?" Qin Shen jumped up from the chair with a "swipe", "Isn't his real father my father?"

"Your father thinks," Wan Yaoyao cleared her throat, "What's the use of his thinking? Can my son recognize him casually? Li Xin is the child of my sister and Xin Zhengyi."

"Besides, if your father is Li Xin's real father, you are his real brother. With this kind of relationship, can I let you two mess around here?" Wan Yaoyao said.

"Great." Qin Shen's eyes flashed with joy.

"Could it be that you always thought that you and Xiao Xin were half-brothers?" Wan Yaoyao asked in turn, "Then you still..."

Qin Shen raised his eyes, "Uncle, don't think too much."