Chapter 204: Then take it back to the dragon's lair

Xie Qingcheng woke up and found himself lying on a completely new bed.

It was a simple but lavishly furnished bedroom with thick pile carpeting, velvet curtains closed tightly so that the sun, moon, morning and evening could not be seen, except for the electronic clock above the bed, which dutifully displayed the time.

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

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

His cell phone, his clothes, all set aside beside the bed, his body cleaned, a box of fever-reducing, anti-inflammatory pills on the bedside table, and an IV drip in the back of his hand.

"......" Xie Qingcheng raised his hand, touched his hot face, and then ignored the clanking of the makeshift IV stand next to the bed, leaned over to get his cell phone. The bed is too big and the IV tube is not long enough, it is really in the way, Xie Qingcheng, who has already broken himself, directly pulled out the IV needle with a sullen face and succeeded in getting the cell phone.

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

Coldly a voice rang out from the corner of the room.

This bedroom is too big, the interior light is dim, coupled with Xie Qingcheng's poor eyesight without glasses, so he completely failed to notice that there was a person sitting in the corner of the room without lights on.

He Yu, wearing a black shirt, slowly walks out of the shadows and comes to his bedside.

"You're in my house."

"......"

"The meeting is over."

Xie Qingcheng didn't want to hear what he went on to say, but He Yu had already brutally put the words in his mouth, "I'm sorry Xie Qingcheng , I was the one who got the approval number for the new drug."

"...... Then I really must congratulate you."

Fighting back the slight ringing in his ears and dizziness, and the emotions inside him that were too complex for words, he put on his clothes and was about to get off the floor, but He Yu had already made his way to the side of his bed, stopping him in his tracks.

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

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

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

Xie Qingcheng interrupted him, looked at him, that gaze was once with guilt, now the guilt was destroyed in pieces, sunk into the bottom of the eyes, his eyes cold as ice, seems to hide a very deep sadness, he hoarsely said: "I do not lack of money Mr. He, I can afford to pay the hotel fee medical fees point up food and drink, do not need to be here for you to give me as a free caretaker. "

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

"......" Xie Qingcheng turned his face away and without a word, he got up and was about to leave, he didn't know which one of the soreness in his legs and the push in his lower back hit him first, by the time he reacted, he was already pressed by He Yu on the bed.

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

Getting well ......?

Xie Qingcheng just felt incredibly ironic.

He was terminally ill, and it was easy for him to spend two years to get better and live for a few more years, but now he was being tossed around like this again. The traces of his treatment were misinterpreted by He Yu as incriminating evidence of ambiguity related to Chen Man, and what He Yu did in the conference room building made him feel ashamed even in retrospect.

He has endless guilt and nostalgia for He Yu.

But the person he once missed so much has come back, only to tear him apart like this. Xie Qingcheng knows that he owes him a life, and human life is like a mountain, not to mention the deep love of the past, so now no matter what He Yu does he doesn't have much of a stance to hate him, just that his heart is completely sealed up.

Those soft emotions are trapped in a walled city from which there is no escape.

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

He Yu said, "Prof. Xie, I just want you to finish your hangnail honestly."

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

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

The fine needle was cold, and when it was buried in the blood vessels, it did not hurt so much, but it was very hard to bear, Xie Qingcheng could not help but grunt and struggled underneath He Yu, but the needle still pierced into his flesh and blood quite ruthlessly, and continued to inject cold anti-inflammatory medicine into his body.

"Don't move." He Yu fought while holding down his restless hand, his gaze sidling over to stare at the blood refluxing back into the catheter. He was obviously a bloodthirsty person, but seeing Xie Qingcheng's blood refluxing back into the tube still made him feel very uncomfortable, "Be honest. Don't ask for more pain."

Xie Qingcheng did not listen to him, the blood flowed more and more because of the man's struggle, straight to the overflow, Xie Qingcheng eyes cruel, like being forced to death is not willing to tame the beast, softly said: "I will insist on not treatment, what can you do to me."

"Good question." He Yu looked down at him, taking in the defiance and defiance in his eyes, "But I don't think you should have asked that, Dr. Shea, 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, Xie Qingcheng's mind suddenly flashed back to a scene from He Yu's childhood---

"Don't! Don't tie me up! Put me down! Put me down! I don't want to be cured ...... I don't want ...... Dad ...... Mom! Let go of me!!!"

The special beds, the hidden restraint straps, the parents who spoke of tying the onset of his illness to treatment for the good of their son, the needles that were pricked.

Xie Qingcheng instantly understood what He Yu meant, and his face, which already had little blood color, became even paler.

He violently pushed He Yu away and was about to get up, but with his current physical strength, how could he be a match for He Yu?

He Yu had already pressed the control button and pulled out the black therapeutic restraints used to immobilize psychiatric patients on the bed, and in the midst of Xie Qingcheng's struggles, gripped his wrists tightly and hoisted him onto the bed, binding him in a deadly grip.

The restraining straps are designed to prevent patients from self-harming during a seizure, and of course they can also serve to get patients who won't cooperate with treatment.

He Yu gasps between their tussle and grind, "I never thought I'd see the day when I'd use this tape to make you listen to injections - I thought you were a doctor, you should know that anti-inflammatory injections are for your own good."

Xie Qingcheng's hand was immobilized, unable to move, the cold salt water slowly and compulsively flowed into his veins, finally gradually pressing back the returning blood.

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

It's cold ......

The flow of the sling is fast, and numb, and painful.

"In these few days, you don't need to go anywhere, when I'm around, I'll medicate you, inject you, and take care of you." He Yu stared at his cold and pale face and whispered, "A doctor will also watch over me when I'm not around. Don t worry, I have already used your cell phone your tone of voice and the people around you to send messages to say hello ...... When you get well, I will personally send you home to go."

It was clearly something to do with healing, but it was creepy to listen to.

Not to mention He Yu's near-by eyes, which already hid too many emotions that Xie Qingcheng could not even recognize.

He Yu braced himself and lowered his head to kiss Xie Qingcheng between his eyebrows.

"This is my consequence and I will take responsibility to the end."

Xie Qingcheng was controlled by the healing belt and could not move at all - he was to take the special effect medicine regularly, and if he really stayed here for so many days just to cure a fever, he would be forced to cut off the medicine. This would be very damaging to Xie Qingcheng, and the doctors in the U.S. have long said that in order to maintain this fruitful and rare recovery effect, the medicine must not be stopped at this stage.

But Xie Qingcheng If you want He Yu 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, and tell him that he has continued to do a long time of human experimentation ...... to save Qin Rongbei Tell him everything.

Xie Qingcheng stared into He Yu's eyes.

What was once a big straight man of steel is still a hardened temperament, and explaining it to the other side after being severely humiliated is tantamount to praying for mercy.

He can't do it.

What's more, he was already so distraught that he actually seemed to be turning to death, and after suffering so much, he had nearly lost the desire to send out a plea for help for the sake of his own life.

Xie Qingcheng finally closed his eyes, only to ask in an almost sarcastic whisper as He Yu's warm lips left his forehead-

"He Yu, do you remember ...... who undid your therapeutic belt in that villa ...... when you were a child? ......"

He Yu's movements gave a slight lurch.

"......"

Of course he remembers--

That year he had a seizure and went so crazy that the parents, He Jiwei and Lv Zhishu, forcibly confined him to his bed according to the old doctor's regimen, with heavy black medical harnesses deep into the child's body.

He Yu kept on crying and yelling, like a young beast falling into a trap, struggling continuously, the healing band abraded his skin and blood dripped out, he cried out, "I am not sick ...... Let go of me ...... Don't tie me up like a criminal! Tied me! I'm so sick ...... Mom! Dad! I'm so sick......Don't tie up......Don't......Hold me, will you......Who will hold me! ......"

His mind was so confused then that the world was hazy in front of his eyes and in his ears, and 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 released from the straps that held the psychopath in place, dripping blood and sobbing he was carried into the arms of a warm, man who smelled faintly of disinfectant.

He Yu tilts his head back, tears trickling down his face ......

He couldn't see the face of the person in front of him, but in that moment he suddenly felt so aggravated and reassured that he unconsciously reached out his trembling little hands and wrapped them around that person's neck.

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

The sick child huffed, bruised, and curled into the man's arms, closing his eyes wearily.

He Yu thought about the past in silence.

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

"......"

"I don't remember."

"......"

"I got my life back from the shipwreck, and after walking through the ghosts once, a lot of things, just have been forgotten."

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

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

"Hate me, Xie Qingcheng, you fell in love with Chen Yan and then hated me, and I kind of won. Because hate often lasts longer than love." He Yu murmured softly in his ear, "Brother Xie. Just let me enjoy your hate these few days all to myself, when you're healed, I'll personally send you back ...... then ......"

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