CH 73.2

The smile suddenly disappeared from his face, Xu Cinian sat up suddenly, “Qu Cheng, what’s the matter with you? Why is your face so ugly.”

“Maybe I didn’t have enough sleep last night, don’t think about it.” Qu Cheng didn’t look at him directly, got up and walked to the side, looking for a decoration picture book of the baby room to look at.

The moment he got up, the smell of lard in the mouths of the two had dissipated a lot, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and there was an unnoticeable… bloody smell? !

Xu Cinian’s face changed instantly, he stood up suddenly, and reached out to grab Qu Cheng’s clothes.

“Don’t make trouble, lie down, don’t push hard, don’t pull.” Qu Cheng avoided Xu Cinian’s touch, but he didn’t dare to use force, for fear that someone would accidentally push him down.

“Don’t speak, stand still.” Xu Cinian glanced at him, with a tough attitude, without giving in at all, he stretched out his hand and lifted Qu Cheng’s shirt.

“Cinian.” Qu Cheng reluctantly held his hand and laughed wickedly, “This is a hospital, you don’t need to be so upright if you want to be a hooligan, just say it and I’ll naturally strip and let you touch.”

“Stop talking nonsense, don’t allow it. Poor mouth.” Xu Cinian was anxious, reached out and touched Qu Cheng’s shirt, and suddenly felt a piece of gauze on his shoulder, which was sticky and wet.

He paused his fingers and took it out of his clothes, with blood stained on his fingertips.

Qu Cheng turned his eyes away, took out a tissue from the bedside table to wipe his hands, Xu Cinian ducked, and his voice was a little unsteady, “What’s going on…?”

“It’s just a small injury, it’s fine. By the way, I saw a sample picture of a baby room last night, and I thought it was very suitable for Wowo and Doudou. I’ll show it to you.”

Qu Cheng threw the tissue into the trash can as if he was nothing, and turned around to take it. The picture album was held down by Xu Cinian at once, and he turned around strongly.

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“Is it the Kun Gang? Did they cause the injury?” Xu Cinian’s Adam’s apple rolled a few times, and his voice became unstable.

Qu Cheng didn’t speak for a long time, and the two fell into silence for a while.

Since Xu Cinian was in danger and almost lost DouDou, neither of them mentioned what happened that night. At that time, Xu Cinian had a stomachache and only heard the sounds of police cars and ambulances. Why did he give up the pursuit, what did Qu Cheng do after that, whether Yue Zhao was alive or dead, he didn’t know, and he didn’t ask any more questions.

He knew that Qu Cheng would definitely blame himself for this incident, so he pretended that nothing happened, and lay in the hospital with peace of mind, but now that his people were all injured, he had to ask clearly.

“Tell me, what’s going on? Let me see your injury.”

Xu Cinian stretched out his hand to take off Qu Cheng’s clothes, but he stopped him all of a sudden, “Don’t look, it scares the child, it just scratches skin.”

Xu Cinian ignored him and continued to take off his clothes, Qu Cheng did not dare let him use force, only to let him tear off his shirt.

The coat was thrown aside, and the exposed white shirt was stained with blood. Xu Cinian’s stomach twitched for a moment. He unbuttoned the button and carefully helped him take it off. The dazzling white bandage was exposed, and it was easy to touch. oozing blood.

“You called this a small scratches?” Xu Cinian was anxious, and took a clean towel to help him stop the bleeding, “Wait, I’ll call the doctor to re-bandage you.”

Qu Cheng pulled him back and hugged him. In their arms, the two of them fell on the soft quilt, “You don’t have to go, just let me hold you for a while. I don’t care about this little injury.”

“But you are bleeding!” Cinian sat up again, and the bed board moved, causing Qu Cheng’s shoulder injury open wider.

“Hey… Peacock, you are murdering your husband. If you move, I will die of pain.”

Xu Cinian knew that he was deliberately acting like a spoiled child again, but he really didn’t move any more. He lay flat on the bed and carefully placed him moved to himself and blew at his wound, “Does it hurt? I’ll give you a blow, it’ll be fine in a while, close your eyes and don’t talk.

“You coax me? Don’t worry, I am an obidient person.” Qu Cheng sneered, looking at the ceiling, but his pupils were full of dark ink.

Xu Cinian touched his head, and after a long time he asked tentatively, “What happened that night… Hmm?”

Qu Cheng didn’t speak for a long time and stretched out his hand to cover Xu Cinian’s stomach, as if covering DouDou’s ears, he squeezed out a word hoarsely between his teeth, “Ah Qiang, the one who protected Yue Zhao that night, he… died.”

Xu Cinian was stunned, thinking of the man who fought with all his might, the last words in his life were still to urge him to leave with Yue Zhao as soon as possible, such a fresh life, just say so and leave.

His throat was dry and his eyes were sore, “I’m sorry… I couldn’t save him.”

“Fool, this has nothing to do with you. To be honest, if possible, I would rather you not save any of you, as long as you are safe. Qu Cheng clenched his hand, took a deep breath, and filled with deep self-blame.

“Isn’t my eldest brother very bad? I couldn’t protect you, and I didn’t even save my own little brother, I… …When I found Ah Qiang that day, he was already cold, and he didn’t close his eyes until he died…”

“It took me three days to find the gang of hands, without any brothers, before the police intervened, I dealt with them single-handedly, but I’m still not reconciled. These people are just scoundrels who obey orders. Even if they die, they are of no value. If the black hand behind them is still not found, such things will continue to happen. I am so unwilling!”

Qu Cheng kicked the stool fiercely, blood oozing out from the wound on his shoulder, DouDou moved in his stomach, as if to comfort him silently.

Xu Cinian looked at Qu Cheng’s irritable appearance, and he didn’t feel good in his heart. It’s not that he didn’t know how powerful those who were chasing him were. It was obvious that Qu Cheng was so angry that he would single-handedly clean up them.

There is a kind of hatred that does not need to be shared by others. The QingLong Gang has already died of a brother. Qu Cheng would rather be injured than let anyone join in, but even if he has vented his anger now, the mastermind still does not appear. The feeling of powerlessness on cotton is really bad.

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“Don’t do this next time. Although I understand your mood, don’t take any more risks. If something happens, what should I do with Wowo and DouDou?”

Xu Cinian reached out and stroked Qu Cheng’s hair. Like gently soothing a wounded lion.

Qu Cheng gave a “hmm” and lowered his head to kiss his forehead.

Xu Cinian smiled, sat up and patted his face, “Does the wound still hurt?”

Qu Cheng smiled and shook his head, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Xu Cinian blinked, “Oh, what do you mean? Don’t let me kiss?”

Qu Cheng was stunned for a moment, looking at Xu Cinian’s tender and bright eyes, his whole heart warmed up, he covered the wound and groaned, “…It hurts, kiss me quickly.”

“Silly.” Xu Cinian knocked on his head, wrapped his legs around his waist, and put his arms around Qu Cheng’s chest, making this man who was usually tough as a mountain, but only showed a soft side in front of him. He took him into his arms and gently loosened his bandages, and saw a sharp knife wound with exposed flesh.

The pupils couldn’t help tightening. Qu Cheng stroked the back of his neck with one hand and covered his stomach with the other. He laughed loudly, “Don’t look DouDou, Dad cover your eyes.”

Xu Cinian smirked and stretched Gently licking his wound with his tongue, the rough taste buds rubbed the most vulnerable and sensitive nerves, the sharp and spicy tingling came, as if it had penetrated into the cracks of the bones, Qu Cheng’s face did not change, and he closed it. Eyes, enjoying the painful and lingering stimulation.

It is said that saliva has a disinfecting effect, and the place where the soft tongue has been licked repeatedly seems to be less painful. Qu Cheng sneered, “This time the injury is too minor. If I knew this treatment, I should have broken my arm and broken my leg back. Will you do the whole body service then?”

Xu Cinian laughed angrily, “Next time you are cut off by someone, I will definitely help you lick it.”

Qu Cheng laughed, and when he touched the wound, there was a “hiss”.

Xu Cinian scolded “deserving it”, then put his arms around his neck and continued to help him lick the bleeding wound.

In the dead of night, Xu Cinian fell asleep. The little bean in his stomach soaked in the warm water in the most comfortable position, rolled comfortably, and snored softly.

Qu Cheng put his arms around the father and son, and he didn’t speak, staring at the dark night outside the window, motionless.

At this moment, his mobile phone lit up silently, with only a few words on it

[Brother Cheng, Yue Zhao is awake, he is looking for you.]

After taking a look, Qu Cheng quietly lifted Xu Cinian’s head, pulled out his arm, helped him close the quilt, kissed DouDou, and walked out of the ward.

Passing through the high floors, in the dark, only the emergency lights still glowed green, and Qu Cheng walked with a few men in a hurry.

Pushing open the door of the ward, five or six brothers of the QingLong Gang stood up together and called out “Brother Cheng” in unison.

Yue Zhao had been half asleep and half awake for several days. He didn’t see Qu Cheng when he was briefly awake. When he saw him walking in, it was like seeing his relatives.”

Qu Cheng nodded, winked at all the brothers, and asked them to go out and wait for him.

Yue Zhao clenched the sheets tightly, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and went straight to the point, “Brother Cheng, there are traitors in the QingLong Gang!”