Sir's Brand

Chapter 71

Xu Qian rushed over quickly, and when he saw Rong En, he said, "Aren't you awake? Why did you call me here in a rage?"

"Look, are you pregnant?"

Rong En, who was lying on the bed, was taken aback when she heard about it. She had only had her period for a week, so how could she have a baby?

Xu Qian also shook his head, "Probably not, or if you worked so hard last night, can you still keep the piece of meat in her stomach?"

Nan Yejue thought about it, but his face was still shrouded in dark clouds, "What I want is not should, I want a definite answer."

Xu Qian walked to Rong En's side, "I have to go to the hospital to find out. I'm not a Chinese medicine practitioner."

"Then go to the hospital." After Nan Yejue finished speaking, he had already got up.

When Rong En rolled up the quilt and saw him approaching, he said coldly, "I'm not pregnant."

"You don't care about this matter." Nan Yejue came to Rong En's side, and as soon as she sat down, she twisted her body to avoid his touch, her eyes were full of obvious disgust and fear.

"Wang Ling, prepare your clothes."

"Yes, sir."

"Go away, don't touch me... Nan Yejue, you go..."

As soon as his hand was stretched out in front of her, Rong En began to tremble, and red spots began to appear on the two arms wrapped outside the quilt, the symptoms were similar to allergies.

Xu Qian hurriedly stopped Nan Yejue's movements, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" The man looked anxious, obviously impatient.

"Something's wrong." Xu Qian pulled Nan Yejue back to the side, he motioned him to stand there, don't get close to Rong En, Wang Ling took out a long skirt from the closet, Xu Qian took advantage of Rong En's guard down, this time Only then paced to her bed.

Seeing that Rong En didn't react too aggressively, Xu Qian sat down beside the bed. She just stared at Nan Yejue warily, and was not aggressive towards others.

He stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch Rong En's forehead, the woman frowned, "Don't be afraid, I just see if your fever has subsided."

Rong En lowered his eyes, and his face became much gentler. Xu Qian touched her forehead lightly, "It's all right, take a pill at night, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Nan Yejue saw that she repelled him like that, but was very docile to others, he strode forward, "What's going on?"

Xu Qian first pulled Nan Yejue over and led him to the balcony.

"What, mental disorder?"

Xu Qian was lying on the railing, his shiny black hair was thick and thick, he couldn't mistake it, this is why he kept advising Nan Yejue not to go too far, "Since she doesn't want you to touch Judging from her actions, nine times out of ten, she feels that you will hurt her if you touch her, and some memories will become a kind of fear if they are too deep, and once they enter the heart, they will become a shadow."

Nan Yejue lit a cigarette, his eyes fell through the smog to the distance, his thin lips were pursed into a line, "Then, what will happen next?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Xu Qian turned to him sideways, but his expression was very serious, "It's just that you can't get close to her, you can't hug her at night, and you can't have sex. Love has no effect on others."

"Damn!" Nan Yejue threw the cigarette in his hand at the other party, "It doesn't affect it yet, why don't you just touch it for me and repel others?"

When this man's unreasonable words made people feel like laughing, Xu Qian cleared his throat, "Because the one who tortured her like this is none other than you! You are so strong, you can force people to this point."

The arrogance around Nan Yejue was extinguished in an instant, his face was full of darkness, and he asked, "Then, what should we do?"

"There is only one way."

"You finish your sentence, don't hesitate like an old woman."

The man is angry.

"You don't think about it yourself. If you have a mental disorder, you should naturally seek a psychiatrist."

Nan Yejue glanced at Rong En, "She looks like this, I'm afraid she will make trouble with me, so I won't go out."

"Come on, are you still afraid of a woman?" Xu Qian did not forget to joke, "It's none of my business, I'll go back first, I will only treat physical injuries."

"I didn't let you go." Nan Yejue walked a few steps impatiently, "Go, let her see a psychiatrist."

"Me?" Xu Qian was unwilling to accept such an errand, "Why me?"

"Go if you are told, don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

Xu Qian was almost pushed into the bedroom by Nan Yejue. Instead of following him, he stood on the balcony and observed the movement inside through the French windows. Nan Yejue was smoking one cigarette after another, showing a guilty look From time to time, he stood at the door to listen to the movement, and from time to time he turned around and walked a few steps.

Nan Yejue didn't expect that the sound insulation effect of this house is so good, he saw Xu Qian standing in front of the window talking to Rong En, the woman lowered her eyes, she didn't say anything, and she didn't react too much, Xu Qian said at the end, even After all the hand gestures were used, Nan Yejue saw Rong En nod his head.

He thought that Xu Qian's persuasion was successful, he opened the sliding door and walked in, ready to ask Wang Ling to change her clothes.

Rong En sat up, and when he turned his gaze away from Nan Yejue, he smiled slightly, "I won't go to see it, I'm not sick."

Xu Qian spread his palms towards Nan Yejue, expressing his helplessness.

"You have to go." Seeing her smiling, Nan Yejue turned cold.

"I'm not going." Rong En said more and more firmly. She bent her knees and rested her chin lightly on her knees. This unusual movement, in the eyes of Nan Yejue, was provocative, "Nan Yejue Ye Jue, isn't this good? If you touch me in the future, I'll spit all over you. "

Xu Qian held back his laughter, and the man's haughty look drowned out, "Aren't you going? Then I'll tie you up."

"Tie it up." Rong En stretched his hands out of the quilt, "But let me tell you, I won't cooperate, Nan Yejue, can you even control my thoughts?"

She sneered, the arc she drew was provocative, Nan Yejue knew that what Rong En said was right, the first thing to do with mental illness is to cooperate, now, she doesn't need to resist, her body has already put it into action.

The eyes of the two were fixed together, and she laughed wantonly and insolently, so that crystals flashed in her eyes.

But Nan Yejue couldn't laugh, he didn't even have the strength to move his lips.

He originally wanted to say that she was just a woman. If she was useless, she would throw it out and find a new one. If he wanted to play an exciting game, he could hunt it again and wait for the women in line to circle around Baisha City a few times. .

But the pride that Jue Shao was accustomed to was gradually dimming in those eyes that were more icy than ice. He grasped the hand hanging by his side, and there was nowhere to vent the suffocation in his heart. Xu Qian put away his smile, Also aware of his strangeness, the man came to him and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go back first, Jue, you come out and play too."

After closing the door, the two of them walked down the stairs. Xu Qian said in a calm tone, "If you're just playing, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not. At most, you can throw it away if you get tired of it, but if you still want to stay , First of all, we must persuade her to see a doctor, this kind of mental illness cannot be delayed, otherwise it will take root and sprout, and it is difficult to get rid of."

In the bedroom, Wang Ling held the prepared clothes at hand, and Rong En lifted the sheets, "I'll do it myself."

"Let me do it." The woman's voice was a bit strange, she turned her head and saw Wang Ling's eyes were red.

"Why are you crying, I'm fine."

"I didn't expect Mr. to treat you like that." The two of them were left in the bedroom, Wang Ling's eyes were moist, "I thought Mr. would be very happy when you came back, Miss Rong, just follow Mrs., don't suffer any more gone."

Wang Ling changed a long-sleeved shirt from the closet and put it on for Rong En. She hugged the pillow and leaned on the bed. Pei Lang must have known about the big commotion last night, and she didn't know what happened to her mother. .

"Miss Rong, let me bring you some food."

Rong En came back to his senses, the fever subsided, and his energy improved a lot, "Okay, let's just have the preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"Well, okay, wait a minute, I'll bring it over right away." Seeing that she was willing to eat, Wang Ling was too happy to be happy.

When Nan Yejue went upstairs, Rong En was eating a bowl of porridge, and the drip needle was pulled out. Wang Ling was talking to her beside him, when Rong En nodded and smiled.

When he realized that there were more people in the room, Rong En raised his eyes, stopped eating the porridge that was brought to his mouth, and just stared at him.

Nan Yejue wanted to go forward, but being stared at by her, he stopped abruptly and stopped far away from the bed.

He felt unnatural for his action, and stood there, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sir, shall we eat at home tonight?" Wang Ling came out to adjust in time.

"Well, you go and get ready." Nan Yejue pretended to be casual and stepped forward, before getting closer, Rong En curled up.

There were only two people left in the room, and his slender body was leaning against the closet, "Since you won't go, I'll invite the doctor home to save you from going out."

"Nan Yejue, why do you insist on treating me?"

It was hard for him to ask this question, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't tell because he wanted her, wanted to hug her, so that he could sleep beside her.

"Rong En, if you are sick, you need to be treated."

"I said, I'm not sick." Rong En insisted, "Nan Yejue, so what if I die? This disease cannot be cured, I won't let you touch me, and I don't want to be cured..."

She refused so resolutely that Nan Yejue felt furious, "Okay, then stay here, when will you be willing to cure, and when will you come out of this room."

Rong En didn't get angry, he put the porridge bowl on the bedside table, retracted his body behind the sheets, and left Nan Yejue a back view.

It was only then that he realized that when facing Rong En, his anger was always easily provoked, and the courage and calmness he was proud of was gone to hell.

When he received the call from the company, Nan Yejue was still in the bedroom. He pressed the green button, "What's the matter?"

"Hello, President, Mr. Pei wants to see you and is in the living room now."

Nan Yejue recovered his coldness, "Understood, I'll be right there."

He walked out of the bedroom and wanted to leave just like that, but after thinking about it, he locked the door behind him.

(End of this chapter)