Host, You're Targeted

"Ah --"

"open your mouth."

"I told you to open your mouth and I'll look at your voice."

Yuan Hansheng sat Tang Yan on a stool and stood in front of him, pinching his cheek and asking him to open his mouth.

However, Tang Yan was dead to bite his teeth, tilted his head to face the outside, not to see yuan Hansheng.

Yuan Hansheng was so angry at Tang Yan that he suddenly became angry. He pinched the fingertips of his cheek and forced him hard. He was stunned to pry Tang Yan's teeth from the end of the root of his face through the skin of his cheek.

Tang Yan frowned at the pain from both sides of his cheek and called out a voice. Yuan Hansheng leaned in front of him and looked at his throat. It was a little red and swollen.

When Yuan Hansheng knew about Tang Yan's situation, he let go of his hand and rubbed his cheek where he had just made red by his actions.

It was very painful to break the teeth from the outside of his cheek. In addition, Tang Yan's skin color was light, so the action just made Tang Yan's cheeks red on both sides.

"No pain, no pain."

Yuan Hansheng coaxed him and kneaded him for a long time. He found that he didn't speak any more. He thought he didn't hurt any more, so he turned to the cupboard to get the medicine.

"What's the matter? I saw you a few days ago. How could you be so sick? My throat is swollen like this. I still don't want to go to class for the next week. And I don't think you're in a good mental state, and you have a little cold. I'll give you the medicine together

Tang Yan sat on the stool and did not speak. The pain on both sides of his cheek slowly subsided, but the anger in his heart rubbed up.

How can yuan Hansheng be so rude? Because of the so-called brothers, so-called good relations? Even if you know he's sick, can you break his teeth so rudely? Who is not a small public who needs to be spoiled?!

Yuan Hansheng took out the medicine and put it on the table. As he sat beside Tang Yan and wrote the notes, he looked up and saw that he was biting his lower lip tightly, as if angry.

Yuan Hansheng is very familiar with Tang Yan's appearance. When he was in University, he wrote that he would throw away his pen if he wanted to be crazy. He sat on the stool with his chest in his arms and sulked at a pile of A4 paper.

"Pay attention to diet, pay attention to rest, don't stay up late, don't drink, don't run to my door drinking beer and blowing cold wind like before."

Yuan Hansheng packed the medicine and precautions into Tang Yan's hand. Seeing that Tang Yan had been cold and silent, he took his wrist and sighed and said, "ah Yan, don't do this."

Tang Yan shook off his wrists and stood up, holding a breath in his heart, trying to breathe deeply and not letting himself breathe at him.

"I'll go first."

Tang Yan held the bag tightly and turned to leave. Yuan Hansheng didn't understand what was wrong with him. He stood there watching him open the door, and suddenly called out to him, "ah Yan!"

Tang Yan's footstep is a meal, but did not look back.

Seeing him stop, Yuan Hansheng sighed and said helplessly, "we are not friends, aren't we brothers? If you have something you can tell me directly. If you don't want me to do something, you can tell me clearly. I can't understand what's not clear and I won't understand it. We've known each other for so many years. There's no need to get angry about this, OK? Ah Yan, we are brothers. "

"Don't hold your knuckles and say to him, who's going to do it

The door of the infirmary was suddenly opened by Tang Yan, who left with a bag of medicine covered with a friendship stamp.