As soon as noon arrived, Lan Yan went back.

I fryed a meal in a hurry and finished it in a hurry.

Yin Xiaodao knew that he was not very happy, so he quietly washed the dishes and went into the room to accompany him.

Lan Yan looked at the time at this time, and it was less than two o'clock. It was not the time for the drug addiction to occur, and he was already anxious. His mouth and tongue were dry, and his stomach was upset and nauseous.

He looked at Yin Xiaodao.

She sat on the sofa and read a book. She now regards his drug rehabilitation as her mission, and reads it with her book whenever she has time.

He thought she was really attentive in the morning, but now he was unwell, so he guessed her in a vicious direction.

Lan Yan bit his index finger and was measuring his chances of stealing cigarettes. With Yin Xiaodao's skills, he had no chance of winning. The only way was to support her.

His mind is still clear at this moment, and he understands the principle of taking drugs to ruin his whole life. But when the pain comes, he unconsciously looks at the drawer where the cigarette is hidden.

Yin Xiaodao noticed him and raised his head.

Lan Yan felt guilty and could only say ruthlessly, "I feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah." She stood up, picked up the pill next to her, "Take this."

"What the hell."

“Vitamin.”

“…”

"And calcium tablets."

“…”

“Nutritional supplements are important.”

"Thank you!" He was vicious.

"You're welcome." Yin Xiaodao seemed to have not heard his sarcasm.

----

This is how Lan Yan rehabilitated drugs. From time to time, he wanted to fight Yin Xiaodao alone, but the reality was cruel: on the third day, Yin Xiaodao put away all his cigarettes.

Lan Yan wanted to strangle her to death.

He had no money, but he was free and easy. Since he had just come out of a fool, he embarked on a difficult road to fight against drugs. This road is long and endless.

Yin Xiaodao mastered all Lan Yan's drugs. Not only were the cigarettes, but she confiscated even the two packs of powder given by Lan Yu.

She only gave Lan Yan half a cigarette every day.

There are so many, no doors.

Whether it was Lan Yan cursing, begging for mercy, or pretending to be sick, Yin Xiaodao was unmoved.

Lan Yan was simmering in dire pain. He drank medicine every day, and it was not until the fourth day that he felt that these medicines began to have some sedation effects.

Now his sleep is very poor and he can no longer return to his previous sleepy state.

Every time at this time, Yin Xiaodao would speak to him softly. He didn't know what she said, his body was cold and hot, and his consciousness was also messy.

He felt that he was just wandering around the gates of hell.

Sometimes when he is awake and knows that he is still alive, he doesn’t know whether he should be sad or happy.

The lack of sea/roin in the body made Lan Yan's hidden diseases appear one after another. The bones were itchy, and he was very afraid of pain now.

After hearing his symptoms, Yin Xiaodao went out to buy calcium grape ceride and forced him to give him an injection. He then adjusted some Chinese medicine to calm the mind.

If Lan Yan recalls these days, there are only four words: "Life is worse than death."

But after he got addicted to drugs, he was extremely glad that there was Yin Xiaodao by his side. She was much stronger than him, and if he hadn't had her, he wouldn't have been able to survive.

In fact, the reason why Yin Xiaodao was able to stay by his side was because her martial arts value was very high. If it were ordinary people, they had long been killed by Lan Yan when they were addicted to drugs.

After a few days of fighting, Yin Xiaodao realized that Lan Yan was not as thin as she imagined. He could also fight with her for a few rounds for a cigarette.

When he couldn't beat her, he would scold her. He would scold her whatever he heard, and he could be in a series of continuities without stopping.

Yin Xiaodao listened and did not refute. She thought that he was sick now and said nothing. When he was healthy in the future, everything would be fine. She didn't care about the patient.

Lan Yan never went to the kitchen the next night. He was powerless to fight against drugs, so he could not care about food.

At the beginning, it was a delivery service.

But after eating it for two or three days, Lan Yan was unhappy and picky about the dishes and kept yelling that these cooks were less than one-tenth of his skills. He had a very bad temper.

So Yin Xiaodao tied Lan Yan and went out to get food. When he left her sight, she would worry that he would hurt herself in order to loosen her body. So she would go and go back quickly.

When Lan Yan was tied up, his thoughts floated everywhere, and one day he floated to the day when he accidentally sucked this thing. The characters in his memory were chaotic, and he couldn't remember what was going on.

In the vicious image, someone handed over a cigarette.

He took it.

The man helped him ignite.

He sucked it. The taste was choking.

He couldn't remember what happened later.

When Yin Xiaodao came back, she saw Lan Yan frowning and was worried that he would have a headache again, so she went over to sit by his bed and rubbed his temples slightly.

Lan Yan opened her eyes and patted her hand off.

She looked at him quietly.

He sat up slowly, "Blade Guard, I don't think I can do it anymore." He quit poison for five days, as if he was aged fifty years old, and his body's function was greatly reduced.

She whispered, "I've been here a few days ago."

"That's because I still suck every day." Lan Yan bearded Laza, very decadent, and his voice was full of despair. "Once I stop, I really can't hold on."

"Five days ago, you said no." Yin Xiaodao looked into his eyes.

"Would you please go back to the countryside? Don't worry about me." He lowered his head, and it was difficult to speak.

"I won't leave."

Lan Yan couldn't communicate with her, and she didn't know how to turn. Which countryside fool came from?

He lay down again, pulled up the quilt to cover his head.

He spent almost all these days in bed, most of the time, like a dead body.

Lan Yan thought a lot, thinking about his past life, and then the camp of Lan Yu and Uncle Lan.

Sometimes, when Lan Yan was bewitched by Yin Xiaodao, he would fantasize about being free. He opened a small restaurant and went to the streets to perform when his business was deserted. After saving enough of his wife's book, he would ask for a beautiful wife who was willing to wash dishes... Maybe most of the beautiful women refused to wash dishes, so he would ask for a not-so-beautiful wife who was willing to wash dishes. Then he would have a few more children.

What a bright future.

----

Lan Yan hasn't gone to work for more than half a month.

Li Yonghua sometimes calls and when Lan Yan wakes up, he will fight with Li Yonghua.

If it were poisonous at that time, Lan Yan would have ignored it. One time he even threw away his phone viciously. After the pain passed, Lan Yan called back.

On the ninth day of drug rehabilitation, Lan Yu called.

Fortunately, Lan Yan was in a state of weakness at that time, but also sober.

"Brother." Lan Yan gasped.

Lan Yu heard Lan Yan's movement and vaguely guessed something, chuckled, "Second brother, why haven't the company seen you these days?"

"Company?" Lan Yan shivered, "What company?"

"The flue factory you are responsible for."

"The factory is just a factory." Lan Yan said in a muffled voice, "When my brother talks about the company, it seems to be of high quality. I can't even react."

Lan Yu didn't say anything.

Lan Yan started to pant again, "Brother, I don't want to go to work anymore."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"I'm almost finished that batch of goods. Brother, I'm afraid, you..." Lan Yan's voice was filled with a sudden voice, "Can you get some more for me?"

After hearing this, Yin Xiaodao swept his cold eyes to Lan Yan.

Lan Yan blinked at her.

The chill in her eyes dissipated, and she looked down again and she read the book.

"Ha." Lan Yu sniffed, "Second brother, do you know how much I paid to General Prize? There are so many goods, you, a prodigal son, only choose expensive food."

"Brother." Lan Yan looked like she wanted to cry, "Without it, I would die."

"You don't go to work every day now, just spend your time eating that thing?"

Lan Yan avoided answering and continued to beg, "Brother, please make some for me. I can do anything for you."
To be continued...