Chapter 204: Then bring back to the dragon's lair

Qingcheng Xie woke up and found himself lying in a big bed that was completely new to him.

This is a simple but luxuriously furnished bedroom, with thick pile carpeting, velvet curtains closed tightly, no sun, moon, morning and evening, only the electronic clock above the bed in the scrupulous display of the time.

It's late at night, twenty-three o'clock.

He tried to get out of bed, but his body was so sore and numb that he could barely sit up and look around.

His cell phone, clothes, were left on the side of the bed, his body was cleaned, and there was a box of fever and anti-inflammatory medication on the bedside table, and an IV on the back of his hand.

"......" Qingcheng Xie raised his hand, touched his hot face, and then ignored the clanking of the temporary infusion rack by the bed, leaned over to get the phone. The bed is too big and the infusion tube of the bottle is not long enough, it is really in the way, Qingcheng Xie, who is already broken to himself, directly pulled out the infusion needle with a sullen face and managed to get the phone.

"Don't look, there's no signal here."

A voice rang out from a corner of the room in the cold.

The bedroom is too big, the room is dimly lit, and Qingcheng Xie's vision is so poor without his glasses that he didn't notice a person sitting in the corner of the room without the lights on.

Yu He, wearing a black shirt, slowly emerged from the shadows and came to his bedside.

"You're in my house."

"......"

"The meeting is over."

Qingcheng Xie didn't want to hear what he had to say next, but Yu He had already brutally put it out there, "Sorry Qingcheng Xie, I'm the one who got the review/approval number for the new drug."

"...... Then I really want to congratulate you."

Enduring a slight ringing in his ears and dizziness, holding back the unspeakable emotions deep inside him, he put on his clothes and was about to get off the floor, but Yu He had already come to his bedside and stopped him.

"Don't move. You're very inflamed and need three days of medication, so I think it's best if you stay with me." Yu He said, "You shouldn't want to appear in front of Man Chen Xue Xie and the others in such a mess either."

Qingcheng Xie gritted her teeth and said, "I can take care of myself just as well without appearing in front of them."

"How do you take care of that, you're struggling to even move now. If it weren't for me watching you ......"

Qingcheng Xie interrupted him and looked at him, the gaze was once with guilt, now the guilt was destroyed to pieces, sinking into the bottom of the eyes, his eyes were cold like ice, and seemed to hide a deep sadness, he said hoarsely: "I do not lack of money He, I can afford to pay for the hotel and medical expenses, order up food and drink, do not need you here for me as a free escort. "

Yu He was silent for a while and laughed softly: "You are still so mean in your speech. ...... How do you get along with Man Chen? He can stand your mouth?"

"......" Qingcheng Xie turned his face away, without saying a word, got up and was about to leave, the soreness in his legs and the thrust in his waist didn't know which came first, and by the time he reacted, he was already pinned to the bed by Yu He.

"I told you to get well and not go anywhere for a few days."

Get well ......?

Qingcheng Xie only finds it incredibly ironic.

He was so sick that he was able to live for a few more years after two years of rehabilitation, and now he was being tossed around like this. The traces of his treatment were misunderstood by Yu He as evidence of an affair with Man Chen, and what Yu He did in the conference room building makes him feel ashamed even now when he looks back.

He has endless guilt and nostalgia for Yu He.

But this person he had missed so much came back and broke him into pieces like this. Qingcheng Xie knew he owed him a life, a human life like a mountain, and a deep love from the past, so now no matter what Yu He did he had no position to hate him, but his heart was completely sealed.

Those soft emotions are trapped in the siege, and can no longer escape.

"Let go of me." He said numbly, softly.

Yu He said, "Professor Xie, I just want you to honestly finish your suspension."

"Type it for yourself, I don't need it."

Yu He held his body down as he tried to get up again, clutched his hand, and forced the saline dripping needle into the back of Qingcheng Xie's pale hand.

The needle was cold, not so painful when buried in his veins, but very uncomfortable. Qingcheng Xie couldn't help but grunt and struggle under Yu He, but the needle still pierced his flesh and blood brutally and continued to inject cold anti-inflammatory drops into his body.

"Don't move around." Yu He fights while holding down his restless hand, his gaze sideways, staring at the blood flowing back inside the catheter. He is obviously a bloodthirsty person, but seeing Qingcheng Xie's blood flowing back into the tube still makes him feel very uncomfortable, "Be honest. Don't ask for more pain."

Qingcheng Xie did not listen to him, the blood flowed more and more because of the man's struggle, and it spilled upwards. Qingcheng Xie's eyes were ruthless, like a beast that was forced to die but did not want to be tamed, and he said softly: "I want to insist on not treating, and what can you do to me."

"Good question." Yu He looked down at him, taking in the unyielding and defiant look in his eyes, "But I don't think you should ask that, Dr. Xie, because you know better than anyone how to immobilize a madman bent on death."

"......"

"You've seen it - I've been treated that way since I was a kid, and now you're lying in, well, my bed."

In a flash of lightning, Qingcheng Xie's mind suddenly flashed back to a scene from Yu He's childhood -

"No! Don't tie me up! Let me down! Put me down! I don't want the cure ...... I don't want ...... Daddy ...... Mommy! Let me go!!!"

The special bed, the hidden restraining straps, the parents who said they were treating their son for his own good by tying him up with a seizure, the needles pricked down.

Qingcheng Xie instantly understood Yu He's meaning, and her face, which was already bloodless, became even paler.

He violently pushed Yu He away and tried to get up, but his current physical strength was no match for Yu He.

Yu He had already pressed the control button and pulled out the black therapeutic restraints used to secure the mental patient on the bed, holding Qingcheng Xie's wrists as he struggled and binding him to the bed in a death grip.

The restraint belt is designed to prevent self-harm in the event of an attack, and can certainly serve to keep patients who refuse to cooperate in treatment.

Yu He gasped between their tangled tussles, "I never thought I'd use this tape one day to make you obey an injection - I thought you were a doctor, you should know that anti-inflammatory injections are for your own good."

Qingcheng Xie's hands were immobilized, unable to move, and the cold saline slowly and compulsively flowed into his veins, finally pressing back the returning blood gradually.

"......" Qingcheng Xie breathed hard, he could feel the subtle sensations of being injected, his blood seemed to have cooled as the saline dripped into his body.

So cold ......

The drip of the needle was fast and numb and painful.

"In these few days, you don't have to go anywhere, while I'm here, I'll take care of your medicine, injections, and take care of you." Yu He stared at his cold, pale face and whispered, "When I'm not here, there will be doctors watching for me as well. Don't worry, I've already sent messages to say hello to people around you using your phone your tone ...... When you're well, I'll send you home myself."

Obviously it was something related to healing, but it sounded creepy.

Not to mention Yu He's eyes close at hand, where too many Qingcheng Xie's emotions are already hidden.

Yu He propped himself up and lowered his head and kissed Qingcheng Xie between his eyebrows.

"This is a consequence of me, and I will be responsible to the end."

Qingcheng Xie is controlled by the treatment belt and cannot move at all - he has to take the special medicine regularly, and if he really stays here for so many days, just to cure a fever, he will be forced to stop the medicine. This is very damaging to Qingcheng Xie, and the doctors at the United States have long said that the medication must not be stopped at this stage to maintain the rare recovery effect.

But Qingcheng Xie If you want Yu He to send him back, you can only tell him his real condition, tell him that he did not stop using rn-13 at all before, tell him that he continued to do human trials for a long time in order to save Qin Rongbei ...... tell him everything.

Qingcheng Xie stared into Yu He's eyes.

Once a big straight man of steel, now still hardened temper, was severely humiliated before explaining to each other, is tantamount to praying for mercy.

He couldn't do it.

What's more, his heart was already ashen, and he actually seemed to be dying to die. After suffering so many things, he nearly lost the desire to send out a cry for help for his own life.

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes at last, and only when Yu He's warm lips left his forehead, he asked softly, almost sarcastically -

" Yu He , do you remember ...... you were a child ...... in that villa ...... who untied your healing belt ......"

Yu He moved slightly.

"......"

He certainly remembers-

That year he became so ill and crazy that Jiwei He and Zhishu Lv, the parents, forcibly trapped him in bed according to the former doctor's treatment, with heavy black medical straps strangled deep into the child's body.

Yu He kept crying out, struggling like a young animal in a trap, the healing band rubbing his skin, blood dripping out, he cried out, "I'm not sick ...... let go of me ...... don't tie me up like a criminal Tie me up like a criminal! I feel so bad ...... mom! Dad! I'm so sick ...... don't tie ...... don't ...... hold me will you ...... someone hold me ......"

His mind was so confused at that time, the world was hazy before his eyes and ears, he didn't know what was going on around him and what the adults were discussing or arguing about.

By the time he was conscious, he had been loosened from the straps that held the mental patient in place, dripping blood and choking as he was carried into the arms of a warm, faintly antiseptic-smelling man.

Yu He tilted his head, tears flowing down his face ......

He could not see the face of the person in front of him, but at that moment he suddenly felt so aggrieved and reassured that he unconsciously stretched out his trembling little hand and wrapped it around the neck of that person.

"Please ...... don't tie me up ......"

The sick child huffed, bruised and curled into the man's arms and closed his eyes in exhaustion.

Yu He thought about these past in silence.

But in the end, he said, "...... Sorry, Qingcheng Xie ."

"......"

"I don't remember."

"......"

"I recovered a life from the shipwreck, the ghost gate walked once, a lot of things, it has been forgotten."

He said this, but took Qingcheng Xie's restrained, cold hand, and then slowly slowed the flow of the drip.

"I lost a lot in that naval battle ...... now I have nothing, but it doesn't matter, I don't want anything else either, I just want you to hate me."

"Hate me, Qingcheng Xie, you fell in love with Yan Chen and then hated me so much that I won. Because hate often lasts longer than love." Yu He softly murmured in his ear, "Brother Xie. Just let me enjoy your hatred alone for a few days, when you are healed, I will personally send you back ...... then ......"

"Let's just never see each other again."