Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 174 So You...

He was only slightly injured. In comparison, Cheng Yan's injuries were simply shocking.

Guo Beng's hands were shaking when he was bandaging him. Now seeing that only Cheng Yan's head was intact, he still felt uncomfortable.

"What on earth did you go through?"

Guo Beng asked with pursed lips, reaching out to tug at the bandage on Cheng Yan's body.

Cheng Yan frowned and recalled, "I don't remember clearly, I just got stabbed and fell, it's not a big deal."

Seeing that Guo Beng's face was about to change again, Cheng Yan immediately added.

"Really? My body...recovers very quickly. These injuries look scary, but they are not serious injuries at all."

Guo Beng stared at Cheng Yan's face and spoke tentatively.

"What are your plans next? Are you planning on going to look for that person?"

Cheng Yan felt a little nervous, "Well, of course I have to stay with you now. My injuries haven't healed yet, and I haven't finished visiting Inazuma yet."

Guo Beng shook his head proudly, "Who wants to stay with you?"

He felt a little happier in his heart, and his pale face turned rosy.

Cheng Yan looked at him, and a warm feeling passed through his heart.

The different way of caring that belongs to a friend made him feel that his wounds no longer hurt.

"System, how high is Houko's heartbreak right now?"

[Target: Thunder and Lightning National Collapse, Current Heartbreak Level 20]

Cheng Yan was stunned by the change in the system's name for Guo Beng. He turned to look at the person who poured water for him, and his eyes curved.

"The country collapsed."

It was rare to hear Cheng Yan call him seriously, so Guo Beng turned around with the teapot in hand.

"What? Drink water or eat?"

Cheng Yan chuckled, "Nothing, I just wanted to call you."

Guo Beng glanced at Cheng Yan and said, "If you have the time, eat more. You look so thin. What's the point of growing so tall?"

"I'm not that tall." Not even 1.80 meters.

"Shut up. If I say you are tall, then you are tall."

Cheng Yan smiled and said, "Okay, you are right."

The days of recuperation were very boring. Cheng Yan recovered quickly. The wound began to scab on the second day and became extremely itchy. He couldn't touch it with his hands, and Cheng Yan was so uncomfortable that he banged his head against the bedpost.

Guo Beng saw it, turned around and walked out the door, and when he came back he was holding a book with a colorful cover in his hand.

Cheng Yan banged his head against the pillar and waved at him.

"Ah, don't let me see the words, I'm dizzy."

Guo Beng opened the book and took a look, his face instantly turned colorful.

I remembered the solemn promise made by the Eightfold Son of God.

"This book will surely successfully divert Cheng Yan's pain from his wounds. You don't want to see your good friend suffer, do you? Believe me, read one to him, I guarantee it will have a great effect."

He took the promise of a fox-like man seriously.

Guo Beng looked at the extremely shameful words in the book and slammed it shut.

"Got it, I'll take it right away."

Cheng Yan noticed Guo Beng’s flushed face and raised his hand to call him.

"Oh, never mind. I'm fine now anyway. You can just read it to me."

Cheng Yan raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on his back to move the fabric away from his skin, which would also reduce the itchy feeling.

Guo Beng stopped walking and turned to look at Cheng Yan, his face full of misery.

“This book…I can’t read it.”

Cheng Yan became even more curious and reached out to him for it.

"Let me see. Hey, it starts to hurt again as soon as I let go. Can you give me a couple of back rubs?"

Taking the fancy book, Cheng Yan turned his back to Guo Beng.

The book was only a thin volume, with the title printed in large, crooked letters on the cover.

"The tyrannical god fell in love with me..."

Turn to the first page.

"He is a god who looks down on the world and can destroy Teyvat with a wave of his hand. He is an insignificant soldier among the millions of civilians. When the crisis of Teyvat came, the soldier risked his life and used his body as a shield. When he was reduced to ashes, he received a look of favor from the god..."

The whole story was full of Mary Sue spirit. Cheng Yan looked at the plot of the old TV dramas that were popular in his previous life, and glanced at Guo Beng with a conflicted expression.

"You like this kind of plot? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I can make up a lot of stories like this, and they're guaranteed to be more eye-catching than this one."

Guo Beng clenched his fists, trying hard to control himself from punching Cheng Yan to death.

"I just picked it up and I'll throw it out later."

Cheng Yan turned the pages, reading with great interest, "No, this is quite interesting."