Chapter 63

In the past few days, the company's affairs have almost been dealt with, and Shen Muchuan has more time to accompany him. However, he found that since he tied him once that night, Chu Yan basically would not sleep with the lights off at night. Now, there must be a small light on, it seems to be very shadowy for that time.

There are a few households next door. During the day, the children always climb the tree in two or three to pick fruit. The palm tree is big and green. Chu Yan is leaning on the hammock between the two trees, wearing a loose and comfortable white dress. T-shirt, holding a small wooden bucket of town ice cream in his arms, looking up at them picking fruit while eating.

The children seemed to like him very much. After picking the fruit, Chu Yan distributed the ice cream to them, and then sat under the tree and ate the ice cream together.

Shen Muchuan walked over, sat down beside him, then glanced at his ice cream bucket, and found that there was only a half-digged box of mango-flavored ones left.

He picked up the spoon on Chu Yan's side and dug out a large spoon, then took a bite under Chu Yan's eyes, and asked, "I think you are having a good time with them, brother."

Chu Yan saw his actions in his eyes and hesitated to say anything. In the end, he simply stuffed the ice cream bucket into him, and said lightly, "You can't let me go anyway, it's not good."

Shen Muchuan was stunned for a moment, and then slowly revealed a smile that was half a smile but not a smile: "Brother really thinks so."

Chu Yan smiled coldly, and without saying anything, got up and went back to the villa.

Shen Muchuan looked at his back, his eyes gradually sank, and finally took a breath and threw the ice cream in his hand into the trash can next to him.

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In the afternoon, Shen Muchuan went out. When he came back, it was just six o'clock in the evening. He rolled up his sleeves and glanced at Chu Yan who was watching TV on the sofa, and asked, "Brother, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Eat crabs." Chu Yan leaned on the sofa, looked at the TV and said lazily, "Seafood porridge."

In the past, he would never say this, and generally accepted it passively. He was a little surprised by Shen Muchuan, but he rarely suggested something he liked, so of course he couldn't refuse.

"Apart from crabs and seafood porridge, is there anything else?" Shen Muchuan sat down and smiled.

Chu Yan rested his chin on his palm, his eyes fell on the TV show, and he didn't move: "It's nothing."

Shen Muchuan responded in a good mood, and then immediately called someone to send some fresh sea crabs.

Dinner was ready in about an hour. Shen Muchuan roughly tidied up the kitchen and put the dishes on the table. When he was about to call Chu Yan over for dinner, he found that only the TV was on in the living room. where it goes?

"elder brother?"

"elder brother?!"

Shen Muchuan searched around on the first floor but couldn't find it, then turned around and went to the second floor until he smelled a strong burning smell coming from a room.

He quickly smelled which room the smell came from. Taking three steps in parallel, Shen Muchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over and opened the door.

Chu Yan didn't turn her head when she heard the sound, and threw all the things in her hands into the brazier.

When Shen Muchuan saw what was in his hand, his body froze for a moment. After he reacted, he rushed over and pushed Chu Yan away without hesitation. He lifted his foot and kicked the still burning brazier away, and then directly The fires on those pictures were put out by hand.

The smell of burnt photos was very strong. Chu Yan just stood by and looked at him without saying anything.

"What are you doing?!" Shen Muchuan's voice came coldly, and in such a silent night, it seemed very deep and terrifying.

Chu Yan lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I didn't do anything, I just burned something useless."

Useless things?

Are their previous photos actually useless to him?

Almost instantly, the angry nerves in Shen Muchuan's brain were ignited by this sentence, he couldn't help roaring at Chu Yan, his eyes were slightly red: "Qiao Yue!"

Nearly a dozen photos were burnt to pieces, and many under the brazier had been turned to ashes. Looking at these photos, Shen Muchuan couldn't help trembling for a while, then stood up abruptly and grabbed Chu Yan's wrist. , dragged violently all the way to the master bedroom next door.

This time, he didn't care about Chu Yan's fierce resistance, and found a rope to tie one of his hands to the head of the bed without any doubt.

After Chu Yan was tied up, after resisting for a while, he knew that he couldn't struggle, so he simply didn't bother to resist.

"Brother really makes me angry." Shen Muchuan clenched his teeth tightly, and he calmed down for a long time before he squeezed out a word between his teeth.

"If my brother insists on doing something that makes me angry, then it's better for my brother to stop walking around and stay here in the future."

Chu Yan looked at him blankly, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say a word.

Shen Muchuan went back and found a new album of pictures that had been burned beyond recognition, and posted them in an album. Then he went to the downstairs kitchen to bring the prepared porridge, pulled a chair, sat in front of him, and asked, "Brother Do you want to eat by yourself or do you want me to feed you?"

Chu Yan didn't eat, and even raised his hand and knocked over his bowl. Seeing this, Shen Muchuan's gloomy expression gradually became darker. He stared at him for a while, then went downstairs to refill a bowl and stood up abruptly. He opened his jaw and forced the porridge down.

This state lasted for about a week. Every time Chu Yan didn't eat, Shen Muchuan would directly force him to eat in this way.

On the fourth day, when it was found that Chu Yan had symptoms of hypoglycemia, Shen Muchuan directly asked him to have a nutritional injection.

However, the nutrition needles can only maintain the basic nutritional needs of the human body. Within a few days, Shen Muchuan saw Chu Yan lose weight in a visible way.

Originally, he was a little soft-hearted, but when he thought of the things Chu Yan had done and the photos, Shen Muchuan couldn't control his violent emotions.

At noon, Shen Muchuan prepared the meal. When he entered the room, Chu Yan was leaning on the head of the bed with a thin blanket covering his body. He only looked out the window quietly, his face was cold and silent.

Shen Muchuan walked over and put the back of his hand on his forehead as usual, but found that it was a little hot. He didn't wait, and directly called the doctor on the island to hang Chu Yan with antipyretic medicine. obvious resistance.

Shen Muchuan thought he was tired from tossing, and thought that if he listened to him for a few more days, he would let him go.

This low-grade fever continued for three days. On the third night, Shen Muchuan was lying next to him, but in the middle of the night, he felt the skin temperature on his body was terrifyingly high.

The doctor was called in the middle of the night, did a simple examination for Chu Yan, and then came to the conclusion: "Pneumonia, I will give him an anti-inflammatory injection to reduce the fever first."

Shen Muchuan looked at Chu Yan, who was lying on the bed, almost unconscious, and nodded.

But what Shen Muchuan didn't expect was that in the middle of the night after the doctor left, Chu Yan, who had taken antipyretics, not only had the fever but not subsided, but became more serious.

Shen Muchuan had no choice, and sent the person directly to the nearest hospital to the island the next morning.

The doctor did a full-body examination, and then asked Shen Muchuan if he could give him Chu Yan's ID card so that he could check Chu Yan's previous medical records.

Shen Muchuan panicked for a moment, thinking that what previous medical records should he look at for ordinary pneumonia? Did you check any other issues?

Hearing his words, the doctor quickly shook his head and explained, "Oh, no, no... It's just that the patient has had surgery before. We want to find out and see if we need to pay attention to anything."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Muchuan's mind was a little dull and he couldn't turn around: "...What kind of surgery?"

Seeing his puzzled face, the doctor was also a little unsure: "Don't you know? The patient has obviously had an operation in a car accident before, and there are still several postoperative wounds on his body that have not fully recovered. It looks very serious."

Shen Muchuan's brows unconsciously tightened, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he looked at the doctor and nodded and said, "Okay, but it may take a while... I'll send someone back to get it."

The doctor added: "One more thing, the patient is a little bit severe anemia, his blood type is special, our hospital blood bank has no blood supply..."

Shen Muchuan interrupted lightly, "My blood type is the same as his, so just use mine."

The doctor said in surprise: "It's such a coincidence?! The probability is very small."

Shen Muchuan just frowned when he heard it, and suddenly remembered that when he was in high school, he had a car accident due to racing, and the hospital couldn't find a blood supply. At that time, it was Chu Yan who came to give him the blood transfusion.

A full 500. After the loss, the other party was sick longer than him, and he didn't recover for two months. In fact, at that time, he was a little doubtful, whether his parents just saw Chu Yan's special blood type. adopted him.

After all, people with this blood type are extremely rare, and it is terrifying to be unable to find blood supply in time in the event of an accident.

Thinking of this, Shen Muchuan's mind seemed to vaguely remember some things that he hadn't remembered, but they were all just fragments and could not be grasped at all.

About ten minutes later, Shen Muchuan's men brought Chu Yan's ID card over according to his instructions.

The doctor opened his medical records, put his finger on the mouse for a while, then looked at Shen Muchuan and said, "It is true, the kidney rupture caused by the car accident..."

Shen Muchuan suddenly sat up straight, stared at the doctor and interrupted, "What did you say?"

The doctor was startled by his sudden aura, and hesitantly said, "It's really written like this in the medical records, is there something wrong?"

Shen Muchuan's knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth, "No, keep talking."

"There's only so much in the medical records. It seems that the kidney-source was found later, and then a kidney transplant was performed immediately... In fact, it is very lucky. It is reasonable to say that people with special blood types are also matched in terms of organ source. It will be much tougher than others.”

If the previous sentence still made him suspicious, Shen Muchuan figured out the key to it almost immediately. He always thought that Chu Yan hated him, so he would use that An extreme way to retaliate against him, but as to why he hates, he has never understood, and is unwilling to think about it.

Maybe he bullied him too many times when he was a child, maybe he suppressed it for too long...

But no matter what the reason was, he couldn't imagine why he could be so cruel, as if to him, he was not a relative who had been together for more than ten years, but a mortal enemy.

But he never thought that he was not seeking revenge, but a decision he had to make?

The blood hit the temples one after another, and Shen Muchuan felt that his eardrums were pounding, making a strong and rapid sound.

He didn't know how long his mind was blank before he slowly stood up from the chair. In a trance, he could only hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest.

So for the past five years, has he hated it all wrong?

He remembered again that when the two of them were in the hotel elevator for the first time two months ago, Chu Yan asked him how he had been in the past five years. At that time, he only thought he was hypocritical, but maybe not...

Maybe he really thinks so, is really worried about himself, cares about himself?