The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Almost the next second after the medicine was injected into the body, the itchiness of the whole body disappeared, the pain and despair rising from the bottom of the heart was swallowed, the youth pupil suddenly grew bigger, he calmed down breathing, the limbs that were firmly tied no longer struggled But relaxed.

So comfortable--

so happy--

He Qing's forehead was covered with sweat. He gasped and moved his head hard to Feng Xinyang. There was empty pleasure in his eyes. This pleasure disappeared after a short stay, leaving only the body's soreness. He looked at Feng Xinyang, difficult The voice was hoarse, "What is..."

Feng Xinyang pulled out the needle and gently stroked the youth's sweaty forehead. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he said slowly: "It is vn."

"Vn...?" The young man's long eyelashes shuddered, and his eyes seemed to be still with water, and the pain was abrupt, and he thought for a long time before thinking, "It's the kidnapper, no, it's Lin Yun..."

He was a little confused and wanted to look sideways at the pinhole on his arm, but because he was so tightly bound that he couldn't move, He Qing moved his arm, and there was a painful look in his eyes, "Am I, can't heal..."

Hearing Lin Yun’s name, Feng Xinyang flashed a chill in his eyes, and looked at the young man’s confused and painful appearance. He quickly comforted, "A Qing, who will not, the doctor said, as long as the dose is controlled, it will be fine. "

"Ning Feng they won't give you medicine. They tied you up and looked at you uncomfortably, but I won't be A Qing, I won't watch you suffer!" Feng Xinyang said anxiously, "A Qing , Come with me, here will only suffer!"

He Qing stared blankly at the man, thinking of the pain he had experienced before, a trace of fear in his eyes, vn attack, really no one can withstand!

Capturing this fear, Feng Xinyang was more confident. The handsome man gently helped the youth to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. Once the dude, a confident person like a child, after the blows of these days, there was also a sense of calmness in his body, he was light Lightly holding the hand that was tied to the blood donation, he bewitched, "A Qing, you are so painful, Ning Feng still refuses to give you medicine, he doesn't care about you at all, but I am different, we love each other, you It’s my baby, I won’t make you painful, I won’t make you sad, trust me, will you?”

The young man's blushing eyes looked at the soft-faced man. He was waiting for his answer with confidence. On that face, the publicity he once loved, the sunshine, was no longer visible.

He opened his chapped lips and squeezed out the hoarse words from his throat under Feng Xinyang's expectation, "I dare not..."

Feng Xinyang was startled, and quickly asked him, "Dare not dare? Are you afraid of Ning Feng? Don't be afraid, as long as you voluntarily follow me, even Ning Feng can't take me!"

He Qing shook his head with difficulty and looked at the lover in front of him, his eyes calm and sad, he said softly, "I dare not... believe you..."

Feng Xinyang aimed at the must-have expression, and he looked at the young man stiffly, hardly believing his ears, "A Qing, what are you talking about?"

"You will... harm me..." the young man said with two words, "Ning Feng... will not..."

Feng Xinyang froze.

"A Qing...Before Yan Xizhi and Zhao He, they cheated me. I wanted to protect you and hurt you, it was them!" He shook his voice and tried to explain, "This time, this time Your hand is also the fault of Yan Xizhi and Zhao He. I did nothing! I am the one you should believe the most!"

"Ning Feng! What is Ning Feng?" We are lovers, A Qing!"

Looking at a man like a beam-jumping clown, He Qing's eyes were calm, his speech was smoother, and he said slowly, "That night...you made me sick."

"We haven't been lovers anymore--"

Feng Xinyang froze in place, deep in the heart, the pain gradually climbed up, his face pale, slowly stood up, leaned down and fell a kiss on the eyebrows of the incapable youth, "It’s okay A Qing, you will come back to me again of."

He reached out his hand, touched the young man's cold cheeks, and pulled out a bitter smile, "You will understand who is the one who loves you the most."

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Ning Feng pushed the door open and saw that the young man closed his eyes and lay quietly on the white bed. He burst into his heart and quickly walked to the bed, slender fingers under the young man's nose, and waited to feel even and gentle Only breathing let go of the dangling heart.

Although he fell asleep, his eyebrows were tightly twisted. Ning Feng reached out his hand and gently rubbed him away. Yu Guang paused when he glanced at the redness on He Qing's wrist. He looked at and fell asleep. The young man carefully untied the protective equipment.

The blood marks on both hands were shocking on the white wrist. The man lifted He Qing's hand. Only then did he find out how thin he was. His slender wrist seemed to be broken with a little effort, and it was tightly wrapped. Putting your hands together is even more distressing.

Strangely, he was clearly beside He Qing, his hand still holding his hand, but the familiar pain swept the entire ventricle. Ning Feng snorted, even though the pain was so cold that he held the young man’s hand gently and carefully .

The person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, facing the man holding his hand, facing his eyes. The young man's face showed a pale smile, "Ning Feng, you are here."

--thump! thump!

The disobedient heart completely forgot the terrible pain before, and jumped up fiercely, his lips slightly opened, what he wanted to say, and finally it became: "I took the medicine from the doctor, you hurt your hand, I feed you."

He Qing obediently leaned on the man’s arms, and he fed the spoonfuls of the medicated spoonful. The pain in his hands and the damage caused by vn made the otherwise unhealthy young man’s body weak to the extreme, just like Dominomie. The dominoes were average, one fell, and the rest couldn't hold up.

As soon as he finished eating, He Qing's brows that had just been smoothed were wrinkled again. He was no longer as calm and calm as before, but opened his mouth slightly uneasy to breathe, and his face became anxious. He closed his eyes and calmed down, But to no avail.

"A Qing..." Ning Feng hugged the young man who was gradually getting restless, and put a ventilator on his face. "It's okay, it's okay, it will be cured soon..."

Feeling He Qing twitching in his arms, Ning Feng had a fear from the bottom of his heart, if A Qing really left...No! Will not! A Qing will definitely stay by his side! Absolutely nothing will happen!

"Uh--" Even if a ventilator was added, the young man's face did not get better, and the pain of suffocation was resolved, but the itching that came from the deepest part of the body could only resist hard. He Qing vigorously in Ning Feng's arms Struggling with his body, he completely forgot that his hands were injured, and moved his arms to try to scratch with his hands. After being stopped by the man in time, the expression became more anxious. The young man opened his eyes and vaguely asked Ning Feng: " Give me medicine..."

Ning Feng was stunned, hugging the young man to prevent him from hurting himself. He still coaxed: "A Qingyao, there is no medicine for this disease, as long as it survives this time, it will definitely be good..."

The young man's last trace of soberness clearly knew that Ning Feng was right. He could not inject vn again, otherwise he would never be able to quit again, but it was really uncomfortable...

It’s not just an adjective, Wan Qing only feels that he is being bitten by countless small ants, his hands, feet, brain, belly, and even the heart, surrounded by endless itching, besides making a few sounds Shouting in pain, nothing else can be done!

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One night, Yan Xi didn't sleep. He searched all the medical experts he could contact. After exhausting all his connections, he finally got the exact answer from an old expert who studied vn for a lot of time.

If the patient does not know that he has been injected with vn, but is treated as a short-term morbidity, relying on psychological factors, as long as he has spent up to one month, waiting for the effect of vn on the body to be metabolized, he can completely get rid of this **** vn!

This is the same as the doctor’s suggestion, but more authoritatively, there are really patients who are cured by psychological factors in the hands of the old experts!

This is not an idea! But it can really be cured! As long as he conceals A Qing and stays for a month, he can be reborn!

Yan Xi couldn't wait to see A Qing and told him that his illness could be cured in just one month!

Also, he has to tell Ning Feng that he should never give A Qing another injection. Old experts have said that if the first time is addictive and semi-compulsive, wait until the second injection of vn, even if it is willpower. No matter how strong a person is, as long as it is a human being, it can't resist even more violent than before, and it has turned over a hundred times!

Fortunately! Fortunately, the conclusion they reached before was not to inject A Qing!

As long as A Qing can do well, even if he is to die, he is willing!

At this moment, the young man was in pain, and his mind uncontrollably began to recall that after Feng Xinyang gave him vn, the itch disappeared, the feeling of floating like in the air ————

The young man curled up sharply, his teeth biting his lips, no! No way! This kind of thing, if it gets caught, he will really ruin it!

But it's so uncomfortable...

It's so painful...

It’s better to die, if you die, you don’t have to hurt...

In a trance and despair, who is calling his name in the ear...

"A Qing, hold back, good... it's okay... it's okay..."

"I will protect you...good..."

Called by such a gentle voice, the young man was awake for a moment, but it was only a moment. The itchiness will not be relieved by Ning Feng’s voice. He curled up, his lips were already bitten out of blood donation, but he still insisted on not Willing to cry.

Ning Feng has never been in such a state of panic, even if he has suffered from severe heart pain for five years, he has never been peaceful, and has never been frustrated in this way. The person he likes is suffering. He But besides watching, he can do nothing else.

The man hugged the man in his arms, "A Qing, A Qing good..."

"Ah!!" I couldn't help it anymore. The cry of despair and pain rang through the ward. The young man burst into tears and struggled to scratch his body, but his broken hand was wrapped tightly. He even Can't even scratch itchy.

"It's so uncomfortable!!! Let me die!!! Let me die!!!" The young doctor Wen Run is no longer, he is crazy and desperate, but Ning Feng is afraid to hurt him and he dare not use too much force, actually let He struggled out, his goal was clear, he stumbled towards the window.

The corner of Yan Xi's mouth pushed into the door with a smile, but when he saw the vision in the foreground, his smile stiffened on his face.

"A Qing!!"