The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The man's eyebrows are handsome, somewhere between the graceful and the soft.

He closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes distinct.

Thin lips parted slightly, and cruel words emerged from it, "I have a hunch."

"I can only exist for such a brief time, so I'm so anxious during the day."

"I am sorry."

Ling Qingxuan exerted a little force on her hand, and her heart began to throb again.

"You're right, don't say sorry."

The star eyes slowly opened, and in Chu Min's eyes, her reflection could clearly emerge.

"If only I could stay with you like this."

"I do not want to leave you."

Her pretty eyes were red, Chu Min resisted the urge to blink.

Ling Qingxuan didn't hug him, because only in this way can the two see each other.

"It's okay, Chu Min, you exist in my heart."

"Even if you don't exist now, you will always be here."

She took his hand and pressed it to her heart.

"Trust me, we will be together in the end."

Blinking slightly, tears welled up in his eyes, Chu Min hugged her tightly, and choked: "I believe in you, Qing'er."

"I am waiting for you."

People who embrace each other have their own concerns.

The strong embrace slowly loosened.

Ling Qingxuan's eyes drooped slightly, listening to zz's report of her falling favor again, as expected, her body was pushed away by the man.

Ye Chen backed away and kept a safe distance.

"Last time we slept together, this time we hugged together, Dr. Ling, your treatment is too..."

Halfway through his words, something seemed to choke his throat.

The little girl's expression drooped slightly, like someone who couldn't help herself.

He said something harsh, as if he bullied this person.

Itchy face, Ye Chen wiped it.

water? Or tears?

Dry eyes, he rubbed.

how come……

These are his tears, did he just cry?

Ye Chen raised his eyes, gave Ling Qingxuan a complicated look, and then left.

Weird.

Yan You was painting, and seeing the strange behavior of the two of them, she took out one of them.

He walked over to Ye Chen and handed the painting over.

"You are so strange."

Ye Chen was wrapped in doubts. At this time, he heard Yan You's voice and asked, "Why is it strange? Who are you?"

Yan You squatted down and shoved the painting into his arms, "My name is Yan You, a patient of 511. Sure enough, you are really strange."

"Hello, I'm Ye Chen from 520." Ye Chen didn't understand what he meant. After unfolding the painting, he saw a man and a woman hugging each other.

Although it is very abstract, it can be seen that...

"This is me and the doctor?"

Yan You nodded, "Yes, you hugged the doctor and cried just now."

Ye Chen's head was aching, "I don't remember, what else did I do."

"Well..." Yan You thought about it seriously, "Since I saw you, you have been holding the doctor's hand and following the doctor. You are not allowed to encounter the doctor, and you have not spoken to me."

Ye Chen frowned and said, "That's why you called me strange."

Yan You nodded.

Ye Chen pressed his head and 'hiss', "Maybe I am sick. When I am sick, it seems that I always stay with the doctor."

"I see." Yan You suddenly realized, "When you like her, that's when you get sick?"

"I like her? How is that possible." Ye Chen immediately retorted: "I haven't met her a few times at all, and I haven't spoken much."

"So what I said was when you were sick." Yan You corrected him.

"You're so strange." Yan You patted his butt, returned to the place where he just sat, and continued to draw.

Ye Chen pondered the conversation between the two just now, and smiled bitterly for a while.

Why did he ponder the words of the two patients.

He glanced at Ling Qingxuan squintingly, and he saw that the doctor had raised his eyes, half-supported his head, and looked away faintly.

Yan You was right.

Really weird.

Why would he unconsciously put his eyes on her?

The relationship between doctor and patient must never cross the line.

...

Ye Chen did not appear in front of Ling Qingxuan until the end of the release time.

After all the patients were gathered, the doctor took them back to the room one by one.

"Doctor, look at my drawing, does it look good~"

When sending Yan You back to the ward, Yan You showed Aya Qingxuan the painting she just painted.

Below each painting are written Yan You & Jiang Yi.

This kid really likes Jiang Yi.

"Well, it's very beautiful." Ling Qingxuan praised: "This is the same, I'll keep it for you, okay?"

Yan You nodded and drew the picture to her.

"Doctor, I also have a picture for you."

Ling Qingxuan: "Which one?"

Yan You pointed at Ye Chen behind her, "In his hands."

Ye Chen had been watching the interaction between the two of them in a dazed state, and when he woke up a little, he saw Ling Qingxuan reaching out to him and reaching out.

"Ye Chen, quickly give the picture to the doctor, I drew it for the doctor."

"Oh."

Isn't it just a crayon sketch, what is this angry feeling in his heart?

Ye Chen gave the painting to Ling Qingxuan, "I went back by myself."

He turned to leave, Ling Qingxuan unfolded the painting, and after reading it, she turned her eyes to thank Yan You, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"No thanks~ Goodbye doctor~"

Ling Qingxuan watched him take the medicine before closing the door and leaving.

Although Ye Chen went back, the medicine hadn't been taken yet.

She arrived at Ward 520, knocked on the door and entered.

Ye Chen was putting his hands around his chest, looking up at the window connecting to the outside.

"Ye Chen, come take medicine."

Ling Qingxuan handed over the medicine.

Ye Chen didn't answer, "I don't want to eat, anyway, it won't get better after so long, and it won't get better in the future."

Ling Qingxuan replied quickly, "Okay."

"Why? Just because you are a doctor, the doctor's order you said must be correct?" Ye Chen turned his eyes and pulled open his sleeves. There were many scars and tooth marks on it.

"No matter how much medicine I take, it won't get better. The next time I get sick and commit suicide, don't stop me."

He snatched the medicine from Ling Qingxuan's hand and threw it on the ground.

Fortunately, the medicine was placed in a small plastic bag and was not dirty.

Ling Qingxuan picked it up and poured the pills into the palm of his hand.

"These are just medicines to regulate your mood. If you are worried, the ingredient list can be shown to you."

"Give me another month. If your illness doesn't improve, I won't force you to take medicine in the future."

Ye Chen turned his back to her and spoke slowly after a long while, with a vague tone, "...reward."

He also didn't know why these two words appeared in his mind.

"What?" Ling Qingxuan didn't hear clearly.

Ye Chen turned around and stared at her, as if he made up his mind: "We will formulate rewards and punishments."

"If your performance that day satisfied me and rewarded me, I will take the medicine obediently."

"In contrast, I don't like your performance that day, punishment, I won't take medicine, and I won't listen to you."