Ye Jue was holding a thin and long intravenous infusion needle in his hand. After he was ready, he wiped the back of Gu Zhiyan's hand with a disinfectant sponge. He originally wanted to say that you were afraid of nothing, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that Gu Zhiyan's face turned pale, and his irritable tone couldn't help but feel very friendly: "Be good, I promise it won't hurt at all."

Gu Zhiyan's head was covered in black lines. His muscles were tense, but his tight muscles turned into goosebumps all over his body.

Gu Zhiyan couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Take the word "benevolence back."

"Then don't be afraid." Ye Jue said, and his eyes were trembling when he saw Gu Zhiyan's eyes.

"Am I afraid?" Gu Zhiyan refused to admit that he was as calm as he was, his eyes were at this moment.

Chu Yuanlian stood beside him watching the fun, always alert to Gu Zhiyan's steps and ran away.

Seeing that the thin and long intravenous infusion needle was about to pierce the skin on the back of his hand, Gu Zhiyan took a deep breath: "Have a minute."

Ye Jue paused: "Aren't you afraid? Otherwise, you should turn your head and don't look, I promise it."

If he didn't look, he felt even more assured, and his cells were frightened.

Gu Zhiyan pressed his eyebrows and took a deep breath: "Otherwise, you sing the [new     ] song to me like you did last time to divert my attention?"

Chu Yuanlian stood beside him and laughed to death: "Gu Zhiyan, do you think it hurts so much?"

"Shut up!" Everyone has weaknesses. Can he, a big man, be afraid of getting an injection?

Ye Jue didn't joke with Gu Zhiyan, and thought for a while: "Okay, I'll sing a song for you."

Ye Jue has no sound incomplete and will never sing. He will not sing even if he beats him to death, but now Ye Jue hums without thinking.

Ye Jue sang: "The simplest beauty, the first second I saw you, my heart was beating for you, you made me forget my worries, remember your smile, I just want to be around you every day, the most romantic beauty, grow old with you..."

As soon as he sang the first word, Gu Zhiyan couldn't control the curve of the corners of his mouth.

Taking the opportunity, Ye Jue acted decisively and directly pierced the intravenous infusion pillow on the back of Gu Zhiyan's hand.

The movement was as fast as if in the blink of an eye.

Before Gu Zhiyan could react, he felt that he had been stabbed by the needle. He lowered his head and happened to see the flaunting eyes in Ye Jue's eyes: "How is it, I said it doesn't hurt, you're afraid of nothing, I told you that it's just a psychological effect. Such a powerful person, you are actually scared by injections, and you have a bright future."

Gu Zhiyan's dark eyebrows flashed, and he said nothing.

He felt very uncomfortable. After all this trouble, he felt even more tired, so he simply lay on the hospital bed and stopped tossing, but...

"Continue singing."

"What?" Ye Jue was busy adjusting the speed of intravenous infusion.

"I promised to sing a song, you wouldn't plan to just sing a few lines to sing me perfunctorily, do you?"

Ye Jue grabbed his fluffy hair: "I'm not as full as it sounds like this. You have to listen to the whole song. Are you deliberately messing with me?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Zhiyan made a pillow with one hand and lay on the hospital bed with his legs folded: "Otherwise I won't see a doctor."

"I'm used to you!"

Ye Jue refused to sing again, but the next second, seeing that Gu Zhiyan was about to get up, he immediately rushed over and pushed Gu Zhiyan to death on the boat, complaining irritably: "Fuck! I am my brother and not my brother, why do I spoil you like this? I am so cheap."

After saying that, Ye Jue continued to sing what he had just sung and continued to sing incomplete tones.
Chapter completed!