Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

After a while, Wen Lao returned to the ward with the medicine. Seeing that both patients in the ward were blushing, he pressed his hand on Yan Hao's head in fright: "Hey, I don't have a fever, why are my faces so red? ?"

Yan Hao lowered his head in embarrassment, and did not lift it up. Seeing this, Ye Chen laughed louder.

Old Wen glanced at him suspiciously, pondered for a while, as if he had understood something, smiled and shook his head, then didn't ask any more, took out the medicine and let them take each of them.

"Master Wen, thank you for saving me." Yan Haochao, who was carefully checking the mental map, thanked him sincerely.

"Do you really want to thank me?" Wen Lao glanced at him with a smile.

"Of course." Yan Hao kept nodding his head to express his sincerity.

"That's OK, I still have two new prescriptions that I need to calculate." Wen Lao said.

"Okay, no problem, you will give it to me now, and I will calculate it for you right away." Yan Hao said hurriedly.

"I don't need it now. I'll talk about it when you leave the hospital or return to Capital Star, otherwise the old man will fly to my house and find me trouble. He is a mecha maker, and he can blast my medicine yard with just one weapon. Can't beat him." Old Wen joked.

Yan Hao knew that Wen was always joking, so he pursed his lips and smiled.

"From your mental map, you are in a very good state of mental energy, and you should be able to leave the hospital after two days of rest. Then as long as you don't use your mental energy excessively, you will be able to fully recover in one or two months." Wen Lao Exhorted.

"I will pay attention." Yan Hao said.

Old Wen nodded and didn't say much. After all, in his opinion, Yan Hao is just a level 6 mecha maker, and although the production of level 6 mecha parts consumes mental power, the level of consumption is not high, as long as it is not continuous. Keep making it for three days and three nights, otherwise there will be no impact.

Wen Lao did some checks on Sheng Heng again. Sheng Heng's condition was much better than that of Yan Hao, and his mental strength had already recovered more than half. Old Wen gave two more words, and then he greeted Ye Chen to go back to the dispensing room. Before leaving, Ye Chen reluctantly poked Yan Hao's soft little face with his finger, and teased: "I really don't want my brother to teach you experience?"

Yan Hao frightened the whole person upside down and fell directly back on the bed. Sheng Heng even stood in front of Yan Hao and looked at Ye Chen vigilantly.

"Tsk tut, Second Young Master Sheng, only knowing the protection, it is not easy to enter the next step." Ye Chen winked.

Sheng Heng's heart moved, but his mouth still stubbornly said, "I won't worry about this."

Where did Ye Chen let go of the flash of heart in Sheng Heng's eyes, and the one who smiled was meaningful: "Then when do you want me to help, come to me anytime."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sheng Heng's answer, he followed Mr. Wen and left.

After Ye Chen left, the ward immediately fell into a weird silence. Sheng Hengxu clenched his fists a few times, as if he was accumulating courage, and it took a long time before he slowly recovered his mind and looked at Yan Hao who was sitting on the bed.

"You... met Ye Chen in the coffee shop, did you go to the coffee shop with me?" Sheng Heng only took Yan Hao to the coffee shop once, and Yan Hao was always strange on the way back from the coffee shop that time. , So Sheng Heng was very impressed.

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.

"Then Ye Chen said just now that he scared you last time. Did something happen?" Sheng Heng could almost guess something from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't help but want to ask for proof.

"Just...just..." Yan Hao bit his lip, his face was always hot, and there was always an unspeakable feeling, but at the look of Shang Shengheng's expectation, he unknowingly said, "I wash my hands in the bathroom. Pharmacist Ye Chen and his boyfriend suddenly came in, and then..."

Sheng Heng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"They thought there was no one, so they made each other for a while." After Yan Hao finished speaking, he let out a heavy sigh, and the whole person relaxed.

"Scared you?" Sheng Heng asked cautiously, bending over to sit on the edge of the bed.

"No, it's just a little inspired." Yan Hao shook his head.

"What inspiration?" Sheng Heng asked, while quietly moving forward.

"I found... I seem to like you." There was nothing to hide about this. Yan Hao said, raising his head, and then suddenly found that Sheng Heng's face was almost touching his face.

Why is the senior so close to me?

Yan Hao's heartbeat kept beating uncontrollably, but he didn't move, as if he was startled, and as if he didn't want to hide.

"How did they inspire? Is that so?"

Sheng Heng's voice murmured, burning his skin with a hot breath, and then kissed his lips. Amazingly, when Sheng Heng kissed him, the heart that had been beating suddenly and suddenly settled down, as if he was waiting for this moment.

After a long time, the two separated, Sheng Heng curled his lips and smiled. There was some difference between the smile and the usual, and there was a kind of charm that Ye Chen had when he smiled, but this kind of expression appeared on Sheng Heng's face, compared to Ye Chen. Yan Hao's lethality is much greater.

Yan Hao only felt that his brain was roaring, and he was a little out of control. It's hot all around, so he doesn't want to think.

"Huh? Xiao Hao, what do I want to say to you, was it what we did just now?" Sheng Heng asked unyieldingly.

"Also... I'm pulling clothes." Yan Hao confided honestly, dazedly.

Sheng Heng breathed, his eyes dimmed, his eyes fell on Yan Hao's collarbone. Both of them are now wearing loose hospital gowns, and the neckline is a large round neck with excellent elasticity. With a light pull, they can reveal a great scenery underneath.

Sheng Heng swallowed subconsciously, and his claws quietly stretched out.

Yan Hao saw it, but didn't avoid it. His body was hot at this time, and his mind was also hot, as if there was a subconscious mind telling him, let it go, let the flow go, and the seniors can do whatever they want.

At this moment, the door was slammed open, and Cong Yi walked in with a smile on his face: "Little Junior Brother, how do you feel..."

The last word is like being choked by life, and stuck in his throat abruptly.

"I'm going to wash my face." Sheng Heng almost bounced and got up from the bed, turned around and rushed into the bathroom beside him.

"Then what..." Cong Yi touched his nose awkwardly, and sincerely suggested his junior brother, "You guys lock the door anyway."

In response to Cong Yi's suggestion, Yan Hao's answer was to lie back on the bed and cover himself with a quilt from head to toe. If you don't face it, you won't be embarrassed.

Cong Yi was also very embarrassed, knowing that he interrupted the good deeds of the little junior, but everyone has come in, can't you just keep going out, isn't this even more hateful? So I could only bite the bullet and coughed twice.

"Then what, if you are free, call the teacher a message, he is very worried about you." Cong Yi tried to make sure that what happened just now hadn't happened.

Sure enough, Yan Hao lifted the quilt after hearing the words "teacher" and sat up again: "I'll call the teacher in a while."

"That's OK, then you can call me. I'll leave first." Cong Yi found an excuse and left in a hurry, as if he came here to send a message for his teacher.

As soon as he left, Sheng Heng opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. The young couple looked at each other and looked a little uncomfortable. But this uncomfortableness is not uncomfortable, and even a little bit sweet.

"You don't want to call Zhong Lao." Sheng Heng reminded.

"Oh, good." Yan Hao raised his hand to click on the optical brain of his left hand, but he felt empty, and then realized, "My optical brain terminal was crushed by Sima Mingxuan."

Sheng Heng condensed his eyes and handed over his optical brain: "Do you remember the communication number? Use my optical brain to call it."

"Remember." Yan Hao has been sensitive to numbers since he was a child. A long list of formulas can be remembered at a glance, not to mention a series of communication numbers.

After entering Zhong Lao's communication number, Yan Hao paused, thinking of the two teachers' temperaments like to compare each other, and then entered Pang Lao's communication number, and then connected together, and a three-person call came.

The communication was quickly connected, and the heads of the two teachers appeared in the video together.

"Xiao Hao." Seeing Yan Hao, the two called out almost at the same time, with worry in their eyes.

"Teacher." Yan Hao was moved to see the unabashed worry of the two teachers.

"How are you feeling? Did Old Man Wen treat you well?" Pang Lao asked.

"It's much better, Wen Lao said that I only need to cultivate for a month or two to completely recover my mental strength." Yan Hao responded obediently.

"Then do you want to return to Capital Star to cultivate?" Mr. Zhong answered at this time.

"Yes, you come back to Capital Star." Old Pang rarely agreed with Zhong Lao this time.

Before the people of Star Z contacted him, he always thought that his little apprentice was in the Federal Research Institute. Later, he learned that Yan Hao had been half-forced back by his mother, and he was immediately choked with anger. The previous "Federal Talent Protection Program" made him very dissatisfied with Yan Hao's parents. Unexpectedly, Yan Hao had avoided them, and they actually chased the Capital Star.

As long as he thinks that Yan Hao was taken away by Lu Siying in Federal University, Old Pang will feel uncomfortable for a while. Federal University is his site. His apprentice was bullied under his nose. He didn't even know it. I want to get more angry.

"Okay, when I can leave the hospital, I will buy a ferry ticket and go back." Yan Hao nodded quickly.

"Book a ticket and tell me, I will let your senior brother pick you up." Zhong Lao said.

"What do you mean, Xiao Hao is like this, do you still want him to do an internship at your broken academy?" Pang Lao Tong said to Yan Hao after Zhong Lao, "Don't listen to him, come back to school."

"Why the Federal Research Institute is broken, so many people can't get in. Besides, how come back to your broken school, Xiao Hao was taken away from your broken school." Zhong Lao also listened to Yi said Yan Hao. Things that were forcibly taken away.

"I don't know, how about you, when the woman asked you for leave, you promised, didn't you see that the child apprentice was unwilling?"

"Me, how do I know."

"If it were me, I would know." Old Pang said proudly.

"Two teachers, stop arguing." Yan Hao tried to persuade.

Who knows, Mr. Zhong suddenly glared at him: "You too, don't you know how to complain if you are bullied?"

"Yes." The two agreed once again.

"..." Yan Hao could only honestly promised under the compelling sight of the master, "I will know later."

Sheng Heng watched by the side, with a look of relief on his face.

Probably it has never been defended by anyone, so Xiao Hao has never thought of being bullied to sue. But now it's different. You have many people who truly love you.

The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: I have to have good learning ability.