Chapter 25

"No one picked up."

Zhao Jianhua frowned at the phone: "Mr. He, what should I do?"

Five minutes ago, Zhao Jianhua was driving He Jianshan home when he suddenly saw Lin Hui calling. As a result, he called "Lin Assistant" just after the call was connected, and the other party hung up. He Jianshan, who was sitting in the back row, glanced at him and said, "Go back."

Zhao Jianhua called back, but Lin Hui didn't answer the phone.

"Isn't he drinking too much?" Zhao Jianhua thought about it, guessing that Lin Hui might be confused and wanted to find someone to pick him up.

He Jianshan looked at the chat page between himself and Lin Hui on WeChat, and a quarter of an hour ago he sent Lin back a sentence, "Have you eaten dinner?", but he has not received a reply until now.

"Go pick him up first."

Zhao Jianhua was in trouble: "Mr. He, I don't know where Lin Zhu is eating. I called him in the afternoon and asked if he needed a car, and he said it's just two people to eat, no need to bother."

He Jianshan's car was parked on the side of the road now, and Zhao Jianhua started to call again, but no one answered. He said to himself, "Where did you go? There are too many places for two to eat."

...two people...eating...

He Jianshan was stunned when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered something, so he quickly locked his phone: "Go to Xuyuan."

It was also a coincidence that He Jianshan's car was parked very near there, and it took Zhao Jianhua only a few minutes to arrive at the door of the hotel. There was a car parked in front of the door, Zhao Jianhua couldn't go any further, so he looked out to find a parking space, but at a glance, he saw Lin Hui leaning on a strange man next to the car, as if he was drunk Not light, he blurted out: "Lin Zhu!"

Before Zhao Jianhua stopped the car, He Jianshan opened the door and walked out.

Shanshan in the co-pilot first saw He Jianshan, his eyes widened, and he suspected that he was seeing the wrong person - but not to mention Jinghua, even in the whole country, there were not many who did not know He Jianshan. Until the other party got closer and closer, and finally he stopped in front of their car, Shanshan tugged tremblingly at Ah Pao, who was looking at his mobile phone, and shouted anxiously: "Brother, Brother Ying, he, he..."

He didn't shout too loudly, for fear that He Jianshan would hear it, but Feng Yingzheng was holding Lin Hui and was about to take him to the hotel. He didn't notice the surrounding situation. Shan Shan hurriedly got out of the car and walked to Feng Ying's side, stabbed Feng Ying, and said angrily, "Brother Ying, why is Mr. He here?!"

"what?"

Feng Ying raised his head and was facing He Jianshan - his face was very ugly, under the dim light, like an ice sword piercing at any time in the dark night, it was cold and dangerous. His hand couldn't help shaking, and he immediately let go of the person in his arms. Seeing this, Zhao Jianhua, who was on the side, quickly stepped forward and took Lin Hui into his hands.

He Jianshan's eyes swept across the faces of the three of them one by one. He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak first. The few people were just stuck at the door.

After a while, a smile appeared on He Jianshan's face, "President Feng, why didn't you say anything when you came to Jinghua? I can arrange someone to entertain you."

Feng Ying calmed down and cursed inwardly, but his face was full of sincerity and fear: "I'm in a hurry, so I don't dare to disturb Mr. He. I just made an appointment with Brother Lin for dinner, so we got together. He didn't drink at night. Little, we are about to send him back."

"Why bother Mr. Feng, the driver here will send him back later."

"Then I can rest assured. I think it's getting late, Mr. He, then I'll go back to the hotel first?"

He Jianshan stretched out his hand to signal: "Please."

After saying a few words, Feng Ying and the three left Xu Yuan with He Jianshan's sharp eyes.

He Jianshan calmed down the anger that surged in his heart when he saw Feng Ying hug Lin Hui, and returned to his car. Zhao Jianhua glanced at the rear-view mirror and started the car: "Mr. He, Lin Zhu seems to be very drunk and sleepy, and he didn't even snort."

He Jianshan looked at Lin Hui, who fell asleep in the back seat, unaware of everything around him. He Jianshan frowned. In his impression, he had never seen Lin Hui drink like this with anyone. How much alcohol did he drink? Just as he was about to tell Zhao Jianhua to drive slowly, the car suddenly jolted, and the slight fluctuation caused Lin Hui to slip onto He Jianshan.

He Jianshan's fingers couldn't help shrinking. He waited for a while, and seeing that the other party didn't appear to be waking up, he slowly changed his posture to make Lin Hui lie down more comfortably. The too close distance made He Jianshan know all the subtle reactions of the people on his body: his breathing was a little short, not steady; his hair was long, and some drooped and covered his eyes. He Jianshan looked at it for a long time, then reached out and touched it, but he encountered a fine layer of sweat.

He Jianshan felt that something was wrong, and he touched it carefully with his hand, and sure enough, there was sweat on his forehead. He helped Lin Hui up and looked at Lin Hui through the light in the car: his face was pale, not the usual flushing appearance after drinking. He Jianshan called out softly, "Lin Hui?"

Lin Hui did not respond.

He Jianshan shook Lin Hui's hand a few times: "Lin Hui?"

Lin Hui has not responded yet.

"Old Zhao—" He Jianshan's voice became cold, "Go back to Jade Cloud Mountain and call Zhou Zhi to come over quickly."

Zhao Jianhua was shocked: "Doctor Zhou?"

Zhou Zhi is He Jianshan's personal doctor, and Zhao Jianhua has seen him several times. He felt that He Jianshan's mood suddenly became very bad, he quickly stepped on the accelerator, and quickly drove towards Emerald Cloud Mountain.

As soon as he got home, He Jianshan immediately carried Lin Hui to the bedroom. A few minutes later, Zhou Zhi also arrived. He Jianshan briefly explained the situation to him, and after careful inspection, Zhou Zhi comforted him: "I should have used psychotropic drugs, which is what people often say. Don't worry too much, it shouldn't be a big problem to metabolize it."

He gave Lin Hui an injection, and then explained to He Jianshan: "There may be side effects, drink more water and pay attention."

He Jianshan frowned: "Are you sure you can metabolize it? Are there no other drugs? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need for now. I'll take some of his hair and take it back for inspection. When he wakes up tomorrow, you can take him for a detailed inspection."

"Okay," He Jianshan glanced at the time, it was almost 10 o'clock, "you can tell me as soon as the result comes out."

"Okay, Mr. He."

After Zhou Zhi left, He Jianshan called and called Zhao Jianhua to explain a few words. The other party nodded and went out. Zhao Jianhua felt unbelievable what happened tonight. He drove He Jianshan for him when he returned to China. He hadn't seen any storms for so many years, but he still didn't expect that someone would be so daring to give medicine to people around He Jianshan. No one would really think that Lin Hui was just a Ordinary little assistant, right?

At this moment, the little assistant at the center of the storm is still lost in the medicine. He Jianshan has never taken care of others. He is obviously a little anxious. He is already guarding the room, with water, towels and clean clothes ready next to him, and even porridge is cooked in the kitchen, but he still feels that something is wrong. If he didn't do it, he was already thinking about whether to call Qiushanyuan and call Sister Hong.

He Jianshan couldn't calm down, he couldn't help staring at Lin Hui. have known each other for eight years, but suddenly it seems like can't get enough of it.

He is not an ignorant boy. Although his thoughts are confused these days, he also clearly realizes that Lin Hui is different in his heart. Or it should be said that Lin Hui has always been attracted to He Jianshan both mentally and physically, but their lives are closely intertwined and intertwined, covering up many obvious things. He Jianshan naturally put everything, It comes down to work -

They have been together for too long, and all the care and concern for Lin Hui, all the maintenance and trust in Lin Hui, made him feel that this is part of the job.

When He Jianshan grew up, he took it for granted that Lin Hui was a part of him.

"Work" is like a balloon, which contains He Jianshan's desire for Lin Hui, and it doesn't seem to exist if he can't see or touch it. Over time, the balloon slowly filled up and got bigger and bigger, and now it's about to burst.

More than an hour has passed.

The needles given by Zhou Zhi began to work, and Lin Hui was no longer as unconscious as before: he was sweating a lot, his brows were furrowed, and his face was morbidly red; Go, it's like a nightmare, and it seems like there is pain in the body, in short, it looks very uncomfortable. He Jianshan could only help him wipe his face and arms over and over again, trying to wake him up to drink some water. But even though he called his name countless times, the person on the bed never really woke up except for faint moans.

He Jianshan felt that this was not the way to go. He asked Zhou Zhi if there was any way to make Lin Hui feel a little more comfortable. Zhou Zhi said that he could soak in warm water and take a bath or something. After listening to it for a long time, He Jianshan felt like dealing with a fever. He quickly filled the bathtub with water, then returned to the room and carried Lin Hui to the bathroom and put it in the water.

The gentle water slowly rippled into small waves. Lin Hui leaned against He Jianshan's hand, and the light shattered down his neck into sand-like spots, covering his lustrous and white body with a thin layer of gold. .

Like a fish, He Jianshan couldn't help but think.

He tried his best to put his eyes back on Lin Hui's face, and after a while, Lin Hui's expression really relaxed a lot. He Jianshan breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he was fortunate to have a comfortable enough bath at home. At the beginning, the designer said that he had designed an imperial-level bathroom. It was absolutely comfortable to take a bath and could not wait to sleep in it. He almost refused, because he rarely took a bath and basically had no need. Later, because the room was really big, it wouldn't look good if you left it empty.

Seeing that Lin Hui's condition had stabilized, He Jianshan calculated the time and prepared to let him soak for a while before it was over. was anxious before and didn't think much about it. Now that calm down, all can see is Lin Hui lying in the bathtub. No matter how much he ignores it, it's hard for him not to notice Lin Hui's flexible body, which is quite normal for a physiological person. For men who have just realized their intentions, it is really a big test.

He Jianshan felt embarrassed for the first time.

He had to admit that he was not the righteous gentleman he always acted, and he had to exercise extreme restraint to prevent another He Jianshan from running around in his heart——

It was as if they were split into two people, one was worried about Lin Hui, and the other was full of fantasies about Lin Hui, all kinds of fantasies.

The heat in the bathroom was steaming, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on He Jianshan's body. He was busy at night, and he didn't have time to change his clothes. At this moment, most of the shirt was wet and stuck to his body, making him feel sticky and hot. He made a phone call, took another sip of water to calm down, then picked up the bath towel and walked over to pick up the person. He Jianshan bent down, draped the bath towel over Lin Hui's body, put one hand through Lin Hui's rib and gently looped it, and the other hand was about to break through the water and pass through the crook of his leg——

A beaded hand grabbed his wrist.

He Jianshan turned his head in surprise, and at some point, Lin Hui in his arms opened his eyes:

"...He..."

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