Chapter 2767 Anxiety Disorder?

The only good sleep he had in the past six months was when he returned to the hotel and had a good sleep after knowing that Mu Yuan's operation was successful.

Mu Yuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether the wound hurt more or his heart hurt more. He hated Jack the most and was most afraid of Jack being like this.

Mu Yuan dared to say a few years ago that he was Jack's only weakness in his life.

Now, he still dares.

"Stupid, why didn't you say you wanted to sleep with me earlier!" Mu Yuan scolded, and patted the seat beside him unhappily, "Come here."

Jack was startled, but sat still.

"Hey, sit for another three seconds, and you will never climb onto my bed again in your life." Mu Yuan mocked, giving you face, and you still dare to hesitate!

Jack stood up, walked over, moved the medical stent to the side, and got into Mu Yuan's quilt. He had been receiving an IV drip, and the smell of various medicines was intertwined in the quilt, and there was also a smell of disinfectant, which was not very pleasant.

Jack felt inexplicably relieved, and his calf gently touched Mu Yuan's toes, freezing him.

Mu Yuan's hands and feet were very cold. Jack turned sideways, held his hand, and covered it in his palm. Mu Yuan was so hot. The weather in September was very hot. His hands and feet were cold, but his body was very hot. He was covered with a thick quilt. Then a hot-tempered man squeezed in. It was like a big furnace.

Mu Yuan's heart softened. He couldn't move. He could only move his hands and hold him with his backhand. He turned his head slightly. Jack still looked at him intently. Mu Yuan frowned, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

His ice-blue eyes seemed particularly persistent at night.

"I can't sleep." Jack said softly.

"Call me daddy, I'll sing you a lullaby."

Jack, "..."

He pinched Mu Yuan's hand, "Xiao Yuan, you've changed a little."

"Oh..." Mu Yuan thought, I'm thirty years old, can I still be the same as a teenager?

"Has it gotten better, or worse?"

"It's become... magical."

Mu Yuan, "If you don't know how to use Chinese, don't use it."

Jack smiled, held his hand and kissed it on his lips. Mu Yuan looked at him, "Go to sleep, I'll still be here when you wake up."

"You go to sleep first."

"I'm going to sleep, and you'll definitely have to stay awake until dawn." Mu Yuan said, "I'm safe now, we've left the ship. If it doesn't work, go hang James up and beat him up, we've already left."

"Yeah." Jack seemed to be thinking about something. Mu Yuan held his breath and felt very uncomfortable, "Have you... seen a doctor? ? "

Jack shook his head, "I can control myself."

"You have lost your temper with me three times." Mu Yuan said, scratching his palm, "I am lying on the hospital bed now. No matter what I do or say, you can't be mean to me. Is it serious?"

"No..."

"If you don't tell the truth, get out." Mu Yuan lost his patience, "You lie to me too. What else do I expect from you? If your trust in me is broken, we are done."

"I am sick and didn't see a doctor." Jack said with difficulty, followed by a long silence. Mu Yuan quietly looked at the bloodshot and tiredness in his eyes.

Anyone will be very tired after a long period of sleeplessness.

Jack is the same.

"Anxiety disorder?" Mu Yuan asked uncertainly. His condition is more similar.

Jack nodded.