Zhan Wuyou woke up.
In the last second, he was immersed in the last moment of death, and the weakness and coldness caused by excessive blood loss surrounded him.
In the next second, he burst out of the swamp of memory, embraced by a familiar chest, and a drop of hot and humid tears fell on his neck.
"Are you crying?" Tears dripped on Zhan Wuyou's neckline, then slid down the neck along with gravity, and were sucked into it by the silk pillowcase.
Yan Qing's face was buried on Zhan Wuyou's neck, his voice was muffled, with a strong nasal tone, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Zhan Wuyou has been well taken care of during this time, and his muscles are in top condition.
So he reached out, grabbed Yan Qing's short hair, and pulled the man's head away from his neck with brute force.
Yan Qing silently endured his rude actions, and Shun Re raised her head slightly.
His eyes were still red, and there was a bright red palm print on Leng Baipi's face. Because of taking care of Zhan Wuyou day and night, his body lost weight rapidly, his cheeks were sickly sunken, and he was already somewhat out of shape. Not to mention the intense dark purple dark circles under the eye sockets.
Thanks to his good facial features. Even though she was embarrassed, she still smelled like a weak sick beauty.
Zhan Wuyou frowned dissatisfiedly, and sat up from the bed, "How long have you guarded me?"
Yan Qing was taken aback for a moment.
Immediately after his pupils trembled violently, he grabbed Zhan Wuyou's arm forcefully. His face was still stupefied, but his tone was anxious and anxious, "You, are you awake? Who am I? Baby, do you recognize me? Who am I? Are you... are you awake?" The last sentence , the voice is low and small.
Zhan Wuyou's hand loosening his hair slowly.
The fool.
"I'm back."
The words from Zhan Wuyou's mouth made Yan Qing's whole face glow like a flash of light.
Zhan Wuyou has been suffering from traumatic re-experiencing disorder for half a month. He has consulted countless doctors, and the conclusions given by everyone are too optimistic. He is even ready to take care of him for the rest of his life. Now joy is falling from the sky, and his chest is very agitated. The breath he had been holding on for all this time unconsciously relaxed, and then his eyes darkened, and he fell on Zhan Wuyou.
Zhan Wuyou was terribly frightened by his sudden fall, but at least he had seen the scene of Yan Qing's tragic death, and it was a blessing that this person fell into his arms completely.
He calmly checked his eyelids and pulse.
After repeating it several times, I came to the conclusion: this person fell asleep
How long has he not slept
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Yan Qing hasn't had a full night's sleep in half a month, but now that she learned that Zhan Wuyou had recovered from traumatic re-experiencing syndrome, she fell asleep semi-consciously.
When he fell asleep, Zhan Wuyou touched his body, which was already somewhat painful.
How can a normal person lose weight so quickly? He even wondered whether Yan Qing had smoked some messy things during his illness.
He immediately called for a doctor.
The doctor who stayed at Wu's family knew about the relationship between the two, so he didn't avoid Zhan Wuyou.
Yan Qing's body is not considered muscular, and she pays more attention to aesthetics while maintaining the maximum use of each muscle. He can take care of him day and night, and with his lack of diet, his body fat has dropped drastically.
Hypoglycemia plus nutritional deficiencies, and mild anxiety.
It needs conditioning, but it can't kill people.
Since he couldn't die, Zhan Wuyou felt relieved.
Let the doctor bring a bag of glucose to Yan Qing first, and seeing Han Tang coming from the garden out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help saying, "Hello,"
Zhan Wuyou sat on the corridor with a fruit fork in his mouth, and greeted Han Tang, "Are the two inside dead?"
Han Tang's back was facing him, he was wearing a short jacket, and the tips of his hair were slightly damp with sweat.
Hearing Zhan Wuyou's voice, he quickly turned around.
He was obviously surprised. "Worriless?" He walked over quickly, saw Zhan Wuyou sitting here eating fresh-cut fruits, and asked anxiously, "When did you wake up! Do you know how long you have been lying down? Wake up, Lord Yan is going to kill you and go to Country X to avenge you!"
"Based on his current physical condition? Going to country x to avenge me?" Zhan Wuyou inserted a sliced peach into his mouth, and the fresh and sweet peach flesh slipped into his throat as soon as he sipped it, making his mouth full Tao Xiang said, "According to his life-for-life care method, if I don't wake up again, I'm afraid he will die before me."
These words are too straightforward, and there is still some resentment after careful tasting.
Han Tang couldn't help saying a good word for Yan Qing, "Against him for lying to you? Lord Yan also regretted it after you fell ill. He saw how he took care of you for half a month. Anyway, he looked pretty good. Miserable." As he said that, he couldn't help standing in Zhan Wuyou's position, and gave him some advice, "If you're really angry, pull yourself into the secret room to smoke a few times, and close up after you rest?"
With Yan Qing's current body, how much can she suffer? Zhan Wuyou snorted, "Are you addicted to smoking recently?"
Han Tang justified himself, "I'm trying to vent your anger on you."
"Understood. I have a measure of Yan Qing's matter, what about the two people below?" Zhan Wuyou picked up a wet tissue and wiped his hands. "Give me a breath, will you?"
"Keep it." The fragrance of peaches wafted in the air, Han Tang raised his head towards the fruit plate, "Shall I have some too?"
Zhan Wuyou said with a smile, "Eat it." As he spoke, he gave him a clean fruit fork.
Holding the fork, Han Tang directly ate the remaining peach meat, and then he was satisfied, "Since you are awake, the following two people will be handed over to you. When your revenge is avenged, then give them to me. "
Zhan Wuyou said leisurely, "Are you sure? I will imprison her for twenty years."
Han Tang thought about it carefully before saying, "Okay, I can wait."
"You can wait as long as you can. Now that the business is over, let's talk about private matters." Zhan Wuyou raised his chin, "Let's talk about you and Wang Zhi then."
Zhan Wuyou was eager to make up for the 'disconnected' melon for half a month, and added another sentence, "How are you and Wang Zhi?"
Han Tang's body froze slightly, although he quickly returned to normal, this pause made Zhan Wuyou smell a little adulterous.
There was more teasing in his voice. "How far have you progressed?"
"There's no progress." Han Tang frowned and couldn't help but look in. The hand-carved wooden door is half open, so that Zhan Wuyou can see the situation of the person inside at a glance even in the corridor
Han Tang murmured at the inside, "Wang Zhi slipped up about Yan Qing's car accident, your family will beat Wang Zhi without saying anything, and he will still be lying dead on the bed." He was a little angry when he spoke Feeling aggrieved, "The worst thing is that he carried people to my house."
Zhan Wuyou just picked up the cup and took a sip of water, when he heard the words, he almost spit out. He couldn't help coughing while covering his mouth, and said in surprise, "Cough, you said, Yan Qing beat Wang Zhi up, and then threw him at your house?"
Han Tang suspected that Yan Qing did it on purpose, "I found someone to take care of Wang Zhi, but this person ran away with two aunts in one day, he insisted that she was a woman, he felt uncomfortable; I changed a male nurse and said that he was rough Thick feet! Just trying to get me to take care of him, if it weren’t for how pitiful he is…” He glanced at his watch, stood up abruptly, and looked like he was about to say goodbye, “It’s time, I’ll go back and give it to him I'm off to cook, tsk, it's really troublesome!"
Zhan Wuyou looked at Han Tang, thinking that he was in trouble, and hurried home obediently.
What should I say to him for a while.
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The sun was gradually setting in the west, and the person lying on the bed had been asleep for a long time, and there was no sign of waking up at all.
Zhan Wuyou sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and stroked his thin face. The stubble has already grown a bit, and it is a bit thorny to touch.
He couldn't help touching his smooth and refreshing chin.
This man himself is in such a mess, it's good to take care of him.
Zhan Wuyou sat and watched him for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to get shaving foam and a hot towel.
Yan Qing slept soundly.
The skin treated with hot water is soft and elastic, and the rich foam covers the entire chin.
Zhan Wuyou's fingers twirled gently in the foam. The small black stubble was originally hidden under the thick foam, but it would show out from time to time with the movements of Zhan Wuyou's hands.
There was a faint mint smell in the air, and Zhan Wuyou leaned his head down and sniffed it.
Very refreshing and reassuring taste.
His gaze moved up again. He stayed on Yan Qing's thin face for a while.
The man slept unconscious and defenseless.
Zhan Wuyou felt a little sore in his heart, couldn't help but lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.
[The author has something to say]: I am really a sweet writer (*?︶?*),