2049: C2049 Endocrine Imbalance

C2049 Endocrine Imbalance

I've been carried on a stretcher to an ambulance.

Su Zimeng followed him into the ambulance. When the back door of the ambulance closed, she turned her eyes to look. Xuanyuan Yov's shadow had already blended into the night.

Very quickly, the ambulance also disappeared, and the entire parking lot once again fell into silence.

Xuanyuan Yov sat in his own car. He did not turn on the lights, nor did he start the ambulance. He just watched the ambulance disappear with a self-deprecating gaze.

The burning pain on his back was obvious. Those people's sticks were obviously not ordinary sticks, but had a screw print on them. They were separated by a thin shirt, and if they fell on the skin, it would hurt to the bones.

Xuanyuan Yov sat in the driver's seat and reached out to touch the glove box. He remembered that when his friend came over last time, he seemed to have forgotten to take the cigarette box with him.

Because of the pulling pain on his back, Xuanyuan Yov touched the cigarette and lit it with a cigarette lighter. He only saw it burn and did not smoke.

Actually, he smoked in junior high school. At that time, when a group of boys were together, if they did not smoke, they would be called sissies.

At his sophomore age, he sometimes cared about this, so Xuanyuan Yov really learned how to smoke.

It was just that he didn't have an addiction to smoking. He would only occasionally light a cigarette when he pretended to be cool.

When they were in high school together with Su Zimeng, he once went out with her to play, and the cigarette butt accidentally burned her.

A red mark suddenly appeared on her white wrist and there was even a faint bubble.

At that time, he held her hand and hurriedly apologized. He directly snuffed out the cigarette and said that he would not smoke anymore in the future.

After that, he really did not smoke again.

Over the past few years, Xuanyuan Yov discovered that he was no longer used to the smell of smoke. He only felt like choking.

He opened the window to ventilate. He pressed the cigarette in his hand, which had not been burning for long, and put it out in the tank.

After starting up the car, Xuanyuan Yov drove all the way home.

It was still early. Beiming Mo was applying a mask on her face. Xuanyuan Che was watching the news. Xuanyuan Chen and Xuanyuan Mo were both in their rooms upstairs.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yov return, Beiming Mo casually asked: "Why did you suddenly leave today?

Did you go to do something?"

Xuanyuan Yov nodded and looked at Beiming Mo. He casually said, "Mom, you have become fat recently."

Beiming Mo's expression changed immediately. She immediately went to ask Xuanyuan Che. "Hubby, I have become fat?"

Xuanyuan Che looked at Beiming Mo a few times, shook his head and said seriously, "No."

"That son of a b * tch said I am fat!"

Beiming Mo gritted her teeth.

"He's talking nonsense. It's best if you do this."

Xuanyuan Che said.

Beiming Mo immediately raised her eyebrows at Xuanyuan Yov. "Did you see that? Your father said that this is the best! I think you don't have a girlfriend. Your endocrine condition is out of order. "So you changed your way of looking at people, right?"

Xuanyuan Yov lazily leaned against the door. "Yes, I am a little out of tune. What should I do?"

Beiming Mo noticed Xuanyuan Yov. She saw that her son was smiling again, so she suppressed the doubt in her heart.

She thought for a while and said, "Then I will buy you some oysters tomorrow. You and your father will eat it together with antler wine."2

Xuanyuan Yov immediately waved his hand when he heard that. "Alright, you can just make it up to my father. I'll forget about it!"

After he said that, he added another sentence. "But Mom, you are too... 30 like a wolf or 40 like a tiger. What do you look like now? "

Just as she finished speaking, Beiming Mo stomped her feet and wanted to beat him up. Xuanyuan Che looked at the scene and helplessly pinched between his brows.

At this time, Xuanyuan Chen came down from upstairs. When he passed by Xuanyuan Yov, he did not even look at him. Obviously, he was still angry because of what happened during the day.

Xuanyuan Yov did not care. When Beiming Mo went to get her facial mask again, he lifted his foot and walked towards his room.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Chen, who had received the water, saw the blood on Xuanyuan Yov's back. His pupils shrank.

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