The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

"No, it's okay..." Ning Feng hugged the young man tightly and calmed his voice softly: "We'll find the best doctor and it will be cured!"

The young man shook his head sadly and didn't speak anymore. The dead grey look revealed in his eyes made Ning Feng's heart tighten. He wanted to comfort, but he didn't know what to say. It was just dry and repeated: "I will find the best Doctor's!"

He Qing stared blankly at the man's words, and met a pair of bloodshot eyes and tired eyes. He asked confusedly, "Ning Feng, why are you so good to me?"

Ning Feng paused and wanted to say that because you are my medicine, the exportable words are full of tenderness: "Because you deserve it."

"does it worth……"

The door opened, and Yan Xizhi walked in lightly, and saw the young pair still looking over with red and swollen eyes, and suddenly froze in place, the beautiful man tried to show a smile, "A Qing, you woke up... …"

He Qing leaned on Ning Feng's arms and his voice was hoarse and weak, "It's you."

Yan Xizhi dared not look at those eyes, he looked away, "What..."

"It's you who put me and Lin Huang together and let Zhao He make the choice." The young man's tone was weak and his eyes bright and scary. He endured the pain from his hand and continued, "Before coma, I heard your voice."

He looked at the beautiful, stiff and rocky man, with sadness in his eyes, "Why the **** are you doing this?"

Yan Xizhi couldn’t see the young man’s face, but he just saw the wrapped hands. His heart hurt and he panicked away from his eyes. For the first time, he didn’t look down on everyone’s mentality and stuttered the explanation. "A Qing, I...not intentionally...I didn't expect Zhao He to do this, A Qing..."

The young man shook his head, "I don't want to listen to this, I just want to know, why are you doing this."

Feng Xinyang stood outside the door. He dared not go in and dared to see his lover. Once the dashing and carefree brother, he was now like a rat in a gutter, and he could only secretly hide outside the door to eavesdrop.

He heard that his friend who had grown up together but never had a heartbeat replied, "Because, I love you..."

Yan Xi’s fantasies have confessed his feelings to young people countless times, but none of them is in such a desperate situation.

The young man's injured hand was broken and his pained face was pale. He leaned in the arms of another man. The beautiful man held his breath and waited for his answer, but what he waited for was He Qing's laughter.

Not joy, but a bitter smile full of pain, which is clearly laughing, but it looks more sad than crying. The pale face of the young man with tears in his eyes looks to Yan Xizhi, who also looks at him with a white face, " You said, you love me?"

His eyes were full of irony, "You said you love me... you actually said you love me..."

Ning Feng listened quietly, only holding the young man's hand tighter.

Yan Xizhi, with a white face, wanted to step forward and explain, "A Qing..."

"Go away!" The young man was suddenly furious, his voice was short and hoarse, and there was no warmth at all. "You love me, so you share me with Feng Xinyang, you love me, so you tied me to that place, Let me see how much Zhao He hates me! Let my hands be wasted and I can no longer be a doctor, this is what you call love me!!!"

"You actually call this love?"

"No, it's not like this..." Yan Xi's face was pale and wanted to explain, but when he tried hard to explain it, he found that He Qing was talking about the truth.

He ruined him in the name of love.

"No..." Yan Xizhi shed his tears, "I just, I just want to be with you..."

How could it be like this...

Heart pain, the man who always values ​​his appearance twisted his face painfully, he clearly wanted to protect A Qing, why in the end, the person who hurt A Qing was himself!

The pain was so difficult to breathe that Yan Xi’s forehead was full of green muscles. He knelt on the ground in pain, his face was no longer elegant and delicate, he trembling his lips and squeezed out a few words from his throat, "A Qing, please..."

What the man is asking for is not clear to the man himself.

He looked at the indifferent eyes of the young man, at the trust in Ning Feng's arms, at his wrapped hands...

Yan Xi stood up fiercely. He almost fell to the side of the chair, dismantled the legs of the chair a few times, lifted it and smashed it into his left hand.

"Well!" Almost immediately, the man sweated out of his forehead, but it seemed like he could not feel the pain. Then he smashed it to his left hand at once. While smashing, he showed a happy face to the youth who looked at him in disbelief. Smile, "A Qing, look, I can give you back, I can give you back!!"

"Please, don’t look at me like this, I really can..." It seemed that he was afraid that He Qing didn’t believe that Yan Xi’s hands were harder, and his slender hands quickly swelled and bleed at the speed visible to the naked eye. He showed his **** hands, "You see A Qing, you see..."

"Why don't you say forgive me? Isn't it enough..." Yan Xizhi asked himself and stood up, madly hitting his right hand against the wall, "I can return it to you, I can..."

The young man stared blankly. A pair of warm hands covered his eyes. Ning Feng's voice was still magnetically stable. "Don't look, he's crazy."

Yeah, Yan Xizhi, already crazy.

It's just that I'm in love with someone now and want to wake up.

But why is he so uncomfortable?

A slight itching rose from the bottom of my heart, the young man covered his chest, his eyebrows wrinkled painfully, and Ning Feng supported him nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Uncomfortable..." He Qing's face was white, and he was breathing heavily, but the oxygen seemed to avoid him. The young man suffocated his face, and fell down softly. "Uncomfortable... so difficult..."

"A Qing!" Ning Feng caught him in a hurry, and found in panic that the young man's face became more and more purple. He breathed with his mouth open like a fish on the shore, and even his body was trembling slightly, "Uh--"

Ning Feng immediately judged that this was a manifestation of hypoxia, but why—

He didn't have much time to think, quickly pressed the bell for help, stroking the young man's back with his big hand trying to help him, and Ning Feng trembling away, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Yan Xizhi looked at the young man who was still normal with a violent and trembling face. He suddenly recovered, ignoring the severe pain in his hands and ran outside: "Doctor!!! Doctor!!!"

Feng Xinyang stood staring, and the rushed doctors and nurses squeezed to the side, watching the young man being affixed with an oxygen mask but still tumbling and struggling, "A Qing... A Qing..."

"Go away!" Yan Xizhi pushed him hard with his elbows, watching He Qing's painful look very anxious. Why on earth! It was fine before, why did it suddenly become like this!

He does not want A Qing to forgive, as long as A Qing is well, well...

No one noticed that there was another Feng Xinyang in the corner. He watched A Qing desperately in pain, watched him grasp Ning Feng's hand with his arm, watched Ning Feng hug him to appease, and the jealous jealousy seemed to form under his feet Swamped, swallowed him whole.

The doctor diagnosed vn poisoning, vn must be injected through the needle tube, and finally in He Qing’s arm, he found a thin needle eye, which is the needle eye, injected with the vn drug that cannot be rid of once injected.

"The vn drug originally existed as an anesthetic, but it was later discovered that it has a strong addiction. As long as it has been injected once, it will be re-injected on average within five days. In the case of Mr. He, it should be the first injection dose. Too large, this dose can be completely lethal, and the severe pain caused by comminuted fractures of both hands has offset some of the medicinal properties, but now in this case, the body should be addicted."

Ning Feng trembling slightly holding the young man's hand, "Is this medicine harmful to the body?"

"No at the beginning, but as time goes on, the deeper the patient's dependence on vn, you must increase the dose. Large doses of vn will cause hallucinations, insomnia, mania, and an average life span of not more than 3 years. Our recommendation is Withdrawal, but the early stage will also lead to hallucinations. The patient will want to inject vn because of physical pain, so..."

Yan Xizhi's hands were vaguely flesh and blood, but he seemed to feel no pain. He clenched his fists, and blood donated drop by drop, and an embarrassed beautiful man said, "A Qing didn't know that he injected vn."

He hated his whole body and shook his voice, "It's Lin Yun..."

He should have guessed that the woman hated A Qing so much. How could she be willing to just play a show? Only he thought he was playing with everyone, but in fact, he was the stupidest idiot!

Feng Xinyang curled up in the corner, watching the doctor relieved, "This is much easier to handle. It is better to quit a lot in the early stage than in the later stage. As long as you don't give the patient vn, as long as you get through this time, wait until the body no longer reacts..."

He sat on the icy ground in a trance, watching the young man leaning on Ning Feng's arms, watching Ning Feng holding him softly and comfortingly.

Envious, quietly blossomed in my heart.

He Qing checked again, and the doctor who prescribed some stable drugs came out of the ward, but someone behind him called him, "Doctor..."

He was puzzled to turn around, unkempt face, handsome man wearing only a thin single coat asked: "Will the small dose of vn in the early injection really cause harm to the body?"

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The youth can no longer absorb the oxygen in the air, and the desperate itching rises from all over his body. He wants to scratch it, but his limbs are firmly fixed by the protective equipment. The once tender young man is full of painful tears Struggling, but can't make it.

The itchiness rising from his bones can't stand him anymore. If it weren't for these appliances, he would rather jump upstairs than to suffer such inhuman pain!

But he couldn't move!

He can only be like a mummy placed in a coffin that can't move, and bears it all the time.

Itchy!

So sad!

Who will save him!

Ning Feng was called out by the doctor. He Qing was speechless and could only look at the ceiling desperately. He couldn't even cry.

——The door opened.

The embarrassed Feng Xinyang came in, holding a thin needle in his hand, and came to the bed of the youth.

Looking at the tightly bound limbs and the impossibly trapped youth, he gently touched the young man's head, facing the painful and clear eyes, the gentle voice of the man sounded softly, "Hush... ...A Qing, I'm here to help you..."

In the young man's distressed vision, he pressed the needle against He Qing's arm and slowly infused it.