My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

When Zhou Yanshao rescued Li Bo, he also choked on some cigarette smoke and hadn't slept all day. In the afternoon, he fell asleep on the sofa in the VIP ward. Wan Gong stood at the door of the ward, looking at Zhou Yanshao on the sofa through the glass, and sighed slightly.

Shu Lang stood next to Wan Gong, looking at the old man with silver hair. He felt a little pity for him now that he was being neglected, but beyond that, he felt more indifference.

Shu Lang left, and Wan Gong stood there for a long time before leaving.

Li Bo, who had been unconscious in his hospital bed, did not wake up until evening. When he woke up, his throat was extremely dry. He reached for the water on the bedside table, but before he could find any, Zhou Yanshao heard the noise, woke up, threw off his blanket, and strode over to bring Li Bo some water.

"If you have carbon monoxide poisoning, you shouldn't drink too much water."

After giving Li Bo a small amount of water, Zhou Yanshao laid him down. Li Bo looked out the window at the sky; it was already evening.

Zhou Yanshao stood up: "Are you hungry? I'll go buy you some porridge."

Li Bo reached out and grabbed Zhou Yanshao's hand, pulling it over to look at him. His throat was swollen, making it difficult for him to speak.

Zhou Yanshao frowned: "It's nothing."

Zhou Yanshao tried to pull his hand back, but Li Bo looked up at him and Zhou Yanshao immediately stopped, saying only, "I'll go buy you some porridge."

Zhou Yanshao's hand had already been bandaged, but Li Bo knew that splinters were most likely to get stuck in the skin and remain in the flesh, making them difficult to remove. Zhou Yanshao's situation was critical in trying to save him, so a splinter must have gotten into his hand.

"Have you removed all the splinters?" Li Bo asked, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed, as if swallowing a razor blade. He also felt a strong smell of smoke in his throat, which was very uncomfortable.

"Um."

Li Bo beckoned Zhou Yanshao over, then cupped Zhou Yanshao's face and kissed him.

Zhou Yanshao grabbed Li Bo's chin with his large hand and kissed his lips. The kiss was forceful and deep. He even bit Li Bo hard, causing Li Bo some pain and making it difficult for him to breathe. He pressed his hand against Zhou Yanshao's approaching shoulder, and the kiss barely stopped.

Zhou Yanshao looked at Li Bo with a slightly suspicious gaze, his fingertips tracing the bloodstains on Li Bo's lips, as if issuing a warning: If you push me away again next time, I'll bite you to death.

Li Bo smiled.

They really are like dogs.

Zhou Yanshao removed Li Bo's hand, buried his head in Li Bo's shoulder, and bit him hard, leaving a mark, before leaving the ward to buy porridge for Li Bo.

After buying the porridge, Zhou Yanshao fed it to Li Bo, wiped his body, and applied medicine to his wrist. When the doctor came to check on him, he smiled and said, "You look much better."

"Hmm?" Li Bo keenly caught the word "state".

"When we first brought him home, he had carbon monoxide poisoning. He woke up once after treatment, but his condition wasn't good. He was extremely frightened and kept crying. Have you ever experienced anything similar before?"

Li Bo smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm a little afraid of fire."

"Oh...no wonder. Should I call a therapist for you?"

"It's alright, no need."

"I'm on duty tonight. Call me anytime if you need anything." The doctor had already explained the specifics of carbon monoxide poisoning to Zhou Yanshao, nodded to him, and left.

Li Bo's throat felt a little better. Looking at Zhou Yanshao, who was sitting silently next to him, he reached out and patted the man's head. "Not going back to the base? Aren't you supposed to be doing doping tests at any time?"

"..."

"Alright, hurry back, or you'll be disqualified from the competition if no one's there when you get tested."

"Understood." Zhou Yanshao stood up. "There are bodyguards at the door, don't wander around unless necessary."

"Hmm, where's my phone?" Li Bo looked around.

"I bought you a new one in the bedside table," Zhou Yanshao said. "I've already migrated your chat history."

"Yes, go back quickly."

「… … … … … … … 」

Zhou Yanshao stood ramrod straight, refusing to move. "Apologize to me first."

Li Bo laughed out loud: "I'm sorry."

"?" Zhou Yanshao questioned, "You spoke quite quickly, but you have no idea where you went wrong."

"I know, I won't send you away again, not even in times of danger. I'll stand by you through thick and thin." Every word Li Bo said was perfectly timed. He understood Zhou Yanshao's thoughts and feelings too well; as long as they weren't in bed, he could easily coax him.

Zhou Yanshao chuckled: "That's more like it."

Zhou Yanshao was very satisfied, his tail wagging behind him. As he walked to the door, Li Bo instructed him, "Take care of your hand injury. Train hard these next two days. The competition is coming up soon. I'll be in the hospital, so don't wander around."

"it is good."

Li Bo watched Zhou Yanshao close the door, then took his phone out of the drawer, saying that the chat history had been migrated. In reality... all his chat history with Ning Zhi was cleared, except for the work group, chats with work people, and Zhou Yanshao. All other chat history was gone.

Li Bo smiled helplessly and called Shu Lang and the person in charge of the organizing committee to thoroughly investigate the "bought athletes" mentioned by Li Yao. The matter was of great importance, and since it had not yet happened, he decided to handle it discreetly. The organizing committee promised to give Li Bo an answer before the competition.

Li Bo stayed in the hospital for a day and a half. After being discharged, he went to the training ground to watch Zhou Yanshao ski, accompanied by bodyguards the entire time.

Zhou Yanshao trained very hard. Coach Andrew said that fortunately, his recovery is going well, but he still needs to pay more attention. After this competition, Zhou Yanshao will be given a short vacation so that he can go back to Beijing and have a good New Year.

Li Bo nodded.

Li Bo also wanted to have a good New Year.

That evening, Li Bo and Zhou Yanshao had dinner together. After dinner, Zhou Yanshao took him back to the hotel, pressed him onto the bed, and without saying a word, slightly raised his body.

Li Bo's throat was choked by the smoke and was still injured, so he couldn't kiss her directly; he could only give her a light kiss with his lips.

Zhou Yanshao was on Li Bo's red birthmark*.

Zhou Yanshao felt that Li Bo's red mole was very sensitive and would react every time it was touched.

Li Bozhen couldn't take any more harassment. Sometimes, if it went on for too long, he would gently kick Zhou Yanshao to tell him that was enough. Zhou Yanshao wouldn't listen at all. He would grab Li Bozhen's foot, kiss the side of his ankle, lift it up, and place it on his body.

Zhou Yanshao seemed to like everything about Li Bo.

Zhou Yanshao didn't know why he was so satisfied.

So satisfied that she wanted to live there every day, she clung to Li Bo, locked him up, fed him drugs, and cooperated with him.

Zhou Yanshao, who finishes dinner at six o'clock, can stay from seven o'clock to nine or ten o'clock at night. Only occasional tests can allow Li Bo to escape unscathed.

At nine o'clock tonight, Zhou Yanshao was in high spirits—he had Li Bo navel oranges.

Suddenly, Zhou Yanshao's phone rang.

Zhou Yanshao glanced at him impatiently, then raised his chin to gesture for Li Bo in front of him to sit down.

Three large characters were prominently displayed on the screen: Sun Shengyang.