On the young man's body, not only the color of the tattoo became deep and thick.

The ink color flowed slowly, as if the Qilin jumped out and was about to come alive.

The young man's eyes...

seemed to be a little red.

It was not the kind of pupil red like wearing contact lenses, but the whites of the eyes were a little scarlet, as if slightly congested.

Seeing such an uncharacteristic young man.

Ye Ran was stunned.

An uneasy guess emerged in his mind.

Could it be that the young man's wound was inflamed, so he had a fever?

This is not a small matter!

As we all know, the reason why the young man's tattoo changes color with body temperature is because the Qilin tattoo was dyed with the juice of a special plant by the Zhang family.

The juice of this plant is extremely sensitive to temperature.

When the temperature rises, the color will also change.

Now the young man's black Qilin is particularly conspicuous, and the whites of his eyes are a little scarlet.

Then think of the wound on the young man's back that was inflamed and swollen because of the rain.

Ye Ran's heart skipped a beat.

Fever caused by wound inflammation is not a good thing. It might even kill someone!

In a hurry, he stood up and suddenly leaned in front of the young man.

He raised his palm and covered the young man's forehead.

It was really hot!

Ye Ran's heart was lifted.

He asked hurriedly:

"Young man, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I have to call the medical staff in."

Ye Ran said: "If the high fever caused by wound inflammation is not treated in time, then..."

That's troublesome!

He might become a fool.

Ye Ran's words were not finished yet.

The young man suddenly raised his hand, and his bony fingers moved slightly, gently pressing his hand covering the young man's forehead.

The young man raised his narrow and deep eyes.

Gently shook his head at him.

Stop him from pressing the bell to call the medical staff by the bed.

The young man didn't let him call the doctor?

You have to take medicine and get an injection!

Ye Ran grabbed his palm with his backhand and pushed him away, trying to break away from the young man and press the bell beside the bed.

The young man didn't wait for Ye Ran to speak.

His slender hand grabbed his fingers and pulled them down, just covering the young man's chest.

Ye Ran felt that the young man's skin was burning hot, and the muscles under the tattoo seemed to be faintly beating, as if he was forcibly resisting the urge to explode.

But the young man looked at him with a very calm look, but his whites were a little red, and he adjusted his breathing slightly, and said briefly:

"... Don't move."

Ah?

Ye Ran was stunned, and then he heard the young man's voice pause, and then continued:

"If you move again, it will only get hotter."

Move again.

It will only get hotter...?

The young man's body temperature rose, not because of a fever, but because of him?

Ah, this.

He realized what the young man meant.

Ye Ran suddenly felt as if a bucket of boiling hot water was pouring down directly from his head.

Not only did it sober him up.

It also made him lose some of his rationality.

Yes.

If the young man had a fever, he would have noticed it on the way, and the tattoo would have appeared.

But the young man's tattoo suddenly appeared after he lay on the bed and took the medicine.

Could it be that...

Uh.

The whole ward was filled with the breathing of the fat man.

Suddenly, a burning, boiling, and ambiguous breath filled the air.

Ye Ran subconsciously licked his lips gently.

At this time, he seemed to be immersed in the mist of warm water.

He only felt dry mouth and tongue, and his face suddenly heated up and became boiling hot.

A little bit of red began to slowly spread on his face.

The vermilion Suzaku tattoo, as if echoing the atmosphere between the two, slowly spread from his waist and abdomen behind him.

The ward suddenly became very quiet.

Ye Ran felt his hand being gently held by the young man.

So he grabbed the young man's fingers with his backhand and pressed them in his palm.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Then they looked away at the same time.

The young man's light-colored lips also became congested and a little red.

The skin was flushed, and it looked much more lively.

How to say it?

It felt that the young man was finally not a cold and indifferent aura that kept strangers away.

There was a very rare breath of life.

Ye Ran pursed his lips and coughed lightly.

He said something to make conversation:

"This room... is really hot."

The young man was silent for a moment and said "hmm".

The distance between the two people, however, could not help but slightly closer.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Ye Ran's hearing, which was modified by the system, was particularly strong, but at this time it seemed to be out of order, and his ears were filled with the two people's increasingly fast heartbeats.

Ye Ran touched his lips and whispered:

"Under the jade vein.That touch..."

The young man's eyes moved slightly and moved to the window.

A low voice said lightly:

"Accident."

Really?

Ye Ran laughed.

He said: "If it is really an accident..."

"Then I really like this accident."

The young man suddenly retracted his eyes from the window and looked at him.

He seemed a little surprised.

But he held his hand tighter.

A little harder.

The body was also a little stiff.

Ye Ran looked at him, but gradually curved his eyes and smiled.

The young man pursed his lips, was silent for a moment, and said:

"Try again?"

"... Yeah. "

********

Outside the door.

In the corridor.

Three figures walked slowly from the end of the corridor.

The leader was Hei Xia Zi, who was smiling and wearing sunglasses. Luo Yuhua, who was wearing a high ponytail and a pink shirt, was walking beside him. There was also Pan Zi, who was looking around with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Pan Zi."

After walking a few steps, Hei Xia Zi stopped and asked:

"Which ward did the program team say they were in?"

Pan Zi hadn't spoken yet.

Luo Yuhua laughed.

"What's your memory? There are only a few wards on the second floor of this hospital. Can't you remember this? I told you a long time ago that you shouldn't eat so much canned food, it will lower your IQ."

Hei Xia Zi pushed his sunglasses, licked his teeth with his tongue, and laughed softly.

"Good for you... Luo Yuhua. "

"Why, now that you've become beautiful, you're challenging your master Hei?"

Luo Yuhua's face changed, she looked back and looked around, turned her head and lowered her voice, and said:

"How many times have I told you this?"

"In this forbidden area, you're not allowed to call me by my real name!"

It seemed that the two were about to quarrel again.

Panzi quickly changed the subject, pointed to the front and said:

"Hey, isn't that ward 203? We've arrived."

"Wait, why is Sister Baoer standing at the door alone? She looks sneaky, what is she doing there?"

As soon as the voice fell.

Sister Baoer heard the voices of the three people talking, reluctantly moved her ears away from the door, and looked back at the three people.

"Why are you here?"

Sister Baoer raised her hand, scratched her hair, and said:

"Sister, let me tell you first. "

"You can come to visit, but as a member of society, I think you have to give gifts."

"You guys, you have nothing in your hands... no sincerity."

Sister Baoer's eyes swept over the empty hands of several people.

Immediately shook her head.

She said calmly:

"Besides. Ye Wazi and Xiaoge are very busy now. They don't have time to talk to you."

Now.

Busy?

Hei Xiazi, "Luo Yuhua", and Panzi were all stunned.

They have all entered the ward.

What else can they be busy with?

Turning their heads to look at the door of the ward, the three asked in unison:

"What are they doing in there?"

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