Self-inflicted self-inflicted rebirth

In the clean room, Su Li, who was soundly asleep, was obedient like a kitten, breathing evenly, occasionally babbling a few times, being gently comforted a few times, and her worries disappeared.

When Su Chen settled the matter and came to Zhao Yaoze's hotel and entered the room, he saw such a scene.

The room was deserted and deserted, only Su Li, who was quietly sleeping and taking a drip, and a leather shoe who was oiled, wearing a high-quality fine linen suit, and an elegant tie, sitting upright, looking at the phone while tapping Su Li's Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan's appearance can be seen from a charity gala or an auction, which perfectly fits the word "clothes and beast".

Su Chen entered the room, took off the coat he was wearing, put it on the sofa beside him, and then came to Su Li.

Su Li was still sleeping, and his complexion had improved, but he still had a little fever, which was fine.

Zhang Mingxuan retracted his fingers, put them on his lap, and leaned back, leaving a path for Su Chen to pass.

"Master Su." Zhang Mingxuan nodded and greeted him.

"Ah."

"Where's Zhao Yaoze?" Zhang Mingxuan looked behind Su Chen, but he didn't see anyone coming. It stands to reason that this is Zhao Yaoze's hotel, and the incident happened at his venue, so he had to meet someone.

Su Chen rubbed Zhang Mingxuan's toes into the room, sat on the side of Su Li's small bed, and patted Su Li's body lightly.

"Run away, run away, what happened to you?"

Su Chen looked up at the IV bottle, there was still a little half left, Su Chen frowned, and hid Su Li's hand under the bed.

Zhang Mingxuan crossed his legs, flipped the mobile phone in his hand, and put it in the pocket of his jacket smartly, before saying flatly, "I owe you money."

Zhang Mingxuan stood up, clapped his hands, and gave up the stool to Su Chen.

Su Chen glanced at the stool, didn't sit down, and continued to sit beside Su Li's bed, using his slender fingers to lift Su Li's neckline, and observed Su Li's injuries.

Seeing this, Zhang Mingxuan explained the explanation.

"Ah Li is fine, everything has been checked except for the fever, and there is only a little mark on his arm, and the most important thing is that his neck was pinched with a little bruise, a bunch of puppies, they are ruthless..."

Su Chen paused, coughed, a little embarrassed: "Shut up, I pinched you."

Zhang Mingxuan: "????"

"what?"

"Don't worry about this matter." Su Chen looked back at Zhang Mingxuan, it was very annoying, and then waved his hand.

"Master Su is amazing, you are the one who favors you, and you are the one who is ruthless, why did you provoke you?" Zhang Mingxuan leaned against the wall of the bedroom, with an expression of watching the excitement.

"You son of a bitch can open a dyeing room if you give him two points of color. You meddle too much and your arms are so long. Do you want me to chop it up for you?"

"Ahem!" A sudden voice in the room interrupted the confrontation between the two.

Su Chen's heart beat a little faster, and his eyes averted a little when he looked at this weak figure.

Thinking of himself just now, Su Chen felt a headache.

"Honey, are you awake?"

"Su Li's eyes still seem to be vague, and his spiritual sense is not so clear yet.

"Bao'er, are you uncomfortable?" Su Chen stretched out his hand to stroke Su Li's short hair, and then raised his hand to stroke Su Li's neck along Su Li's neckline.

Su Li let Su Chen move in a daze, as if he didn't know what happened, until Su Chen's fingers touched the wound on his neck, Su Li's eyes brightened, and he regained consciousness completely.

"Do not touch me!"

There was a loud and crisp collision sound in the room, and Su Chen's hand was knocked off by Su Li, leaving a small red mark on the back of his hand.

Su Li's eyes were staring, like a little golden retriever whose tail had been trampled on. Although the dog was small, it was still not afraid of the lion in front of it, and it still wanted to fight to the death.

Su Chen was surprised, he didn't expect Su Li to make a move.

"Don't move, you've got a needle in your hand."

Su Chen didn't take this matter to heart, he just knocked him out, and when he wakes up, can't he be a little bit tempered?

"Don't touch me!" Su Li said with a bit of ruthlessness.

Su Chen didn't care what he said, and his first move was to hold down his needle-pricked hand: "Don't be angry, Bao'er, brother, that's not right."

Su Chen watched the child turn around directly, still looking angry, without saying a word, as if saying a word to himself was unnecessary, which made Su Chen a little helpless. "whispering sound!"

The sudden voice made Su Chen forget that there was an extra person in the room.

Seeing Su Li turn around and close his eyes, Su Chen looked sulky, but he became much more stable. Su Chen landed on his legs, walked to the coffee table next to the sofa, and poured a glass of warm water.

"If you don't go, do you still want to stay for dinner?" These words were undoubtedly addressed to Zhang Mingxuan who was watching the excitement.

"Master Su, I'm no longer your retainer, okay, don't you thank me for calling someone here at night?"

Su Chen touched the mouth of the glass with his lips, took a sip of clear water, and was about to say something when his pupils shrank slightly, and his tone was slightly angry: "Su Li! Do you want to die?"

Su Chen watched helplessly as Su Li pulled out the needle by himself. He looked suffocated, and went to the ground barefoot to leave directly.

"Try one more step!" The glass water glass in Su Chen's hand slammed against the bedroom door where Su Li was moving forward, and the glass shattered after a sudden collision.

Su Li stopped in his tracks, and looked back at Su Chen, with tears in his eyes, he was angry.

"If you dare to take another step outside, your legs will be broken, you see if I dare."

Su Chen looked at the shards of glass on Su Li's toes, regretting his impulsiveness, moved his fingers unconsciously, and then inserted them into his trouser pockets.

"You... you hit me, you beat me to death if you have the guts, it's not like you haven't done it before."

While talking, Su Li actually walked towards the door. Seeing the pieces pierced into his flesh, Su Li didn't even move his brows.

"Oh shit!"

Su Chen's chest jumped, and there was wind under his feet, but he stepped forward to resist him, and threw him on the sofa regardless of Su Li's beating.

"When the brain is not clear, it is whimpering and acting like a baby. When the brain is good, push the nose on the face, did it give you face, and then show me the face, it can't cure you."

Su Chen's brows twitched, seeing the blood on his feet dripping from the door onto the sofa, the place where he pulled out the needle was also bruised, and with the fact that he pinched his neck, there was no good place on his body.

"Hold!"

"Have you finished watching the play? Get out after watching."

Su Chen's tone was not very kind, Zhang Mingxuan left the wall he was leaning on, tapped the door frame beside him with his fingers, and said calmly: "Kick it to death and talk, I'll bury it for you."

Su Chen suddenly glared and kicked the table and turned his face: "I'll kick you to death first, you bastard."

Zhang Mingxuan left, the room was quiet, only Su Lituan was on the sofa, holding back tears, without saying a word.

Su Chen looked down, his head hurt badly, the fragment stuck in his foot, blood was still flowing, it was miserable, it couldn't be more pitiful.

"Go away, don't touch me."

"I'm fucking..." Su Chen shut up.

Su Chen squatted down, facing Su Li, parallel to each other, reached out and grabbed Su Li's toes, ignored Su Li's struggle, took a look, and made sure that it was not serious.

"Su Li, do you know that I feel distressed, huh?" Su Chen's tone became calm.

Su Li struggled and stopped moving, lowered his head and didn't speak, let Su Chen move, let Su Chen find the medical kit in the room, and treat the wound, Su Li still didn't say a word.

"Baby, you won. My brother is heartbroken and bloody. When my brother just came back, the first thing he saw was that you were held down by some bastards, and even used a knife...Bao'er, can you feel sorry for your brother?"

Su Li's foot was wrapped with a bandage. Su Chen handled this kind of wound very skillfully.

Seeing Su Lituan on the sofa, Su Chen also sat on the sofa next to Su Li and whispered: "Does it hurt?"

Su Li continued to huddle on the sofa, while Su Chen waited quietly, listening to Su Li's soft cry: "It doesn't hurt."

The corner of Su Chen's mouth curled up: "It's no wonder it doesn't hurt! Grab your brother and go home!"