Only then did Jing Yu's gaze also look to the side.
He was a tall man, and didn't look like he was 30 years old as the lady said.
Even though it was freezing cold outside, the room was heated, so he wore a thin white shirt, with the documents on his lap and a cup of coffee in his other hand.
On his right wrist was a valuable mechanical watch. Jing Yu had some knowledge of some brands. This watch represented the owner's noble status and cultivation, and the price was seven figures.
As if sensing her gaze, he suddenly looked up from the documents.
Jing Yu was able to see his facial features clearly. This man was as handsome as any popular male star. However, compared to those male stars, he was more attractive, with the smell of male hormones. His eyes revealed the aura of a strong man.
She couldn't tell the man's identity, but she knew he was definitely not an ordinary person.
It looks vaguely familiar.
However, there has never been such a person in her life.
It's probably an illusion.
"Doctor Jing, let's try your cooking skills." While she was distracted, the man put down his coffee and spoke first in a calm tone.
Jing Yu came back to his senses, a little surprised that he knew his last name. Then he thought that the professor must have called them personally to communicate with them.
On her way here, Professor Luo had already sent all the information about his wife's medical condition to her email.
Madam's leg was injured two years ago and she has been in the rehabilitation stage. Her recovery is going well, but she still relies on a wheelchair to get around. Jingyu went around to the other side of the bed, sat on the chair, and massaged Madam's left leg.
Her technique was professional and her acupuncture points were accurate. Madam felt that the pain was not so severe anymore, so she started talking to her, "Did I just hear Zeyao call you Doctor Jing?"
"Well, my last name is Jing."
"Then I will call you Xiao Jing from now on."
"good."
"I think your massage skills are just as good as your teacher's. Your teacher is a busy man and is always on business trips. I'll just come to you directly from now on."
Jing Yu just said, "As long as Madam is satisfied."
"Does it still hurt here?" she asked.
"It's a little better. The right side hurts a little."
"Then I'll massage you on this side, and then on the right side." Jing Yu leaned over, and the long curly hair on her back slid down. She casually used her long fingers to push the hair on her temples behind her ears, revealing her snow-white earlobes.
The man opposite took a sip of coffee and glanced at her calmly. His eyes deepened, but he did not linger and immediately fell back on the documents.
However, even with just a glance like this, Jing Yu could sense it. This man's presence was so strong that even a casual glance from him could not be ignored.
The lady seemed to feel more comfortable and slowly fell asleep leaning on the bed.
"Stop." The man suddenly spoke. Jing Yu stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.
He stood up, held the back of his wife's head and slowly put her down. After making sure that she was sleeping comfortably, he sat back down, looked up at her, and whispered, "Come here."
He was probably used to the posture of a superior, with a haughty attitude but without the arrogance of bossing people around.
Jingyu went around to the right side of the bed to massage his wife's right leg, but because he was sitting on the edge of the bed, the remaining space made it difficult for her to operate.
"Sir, please move aside for a moment," she had to say.
He moved his chair back about half a meter and continued to flip through the documents. He looked very focused, so Jing Yu didn't want to disturb him.
He squatted down and gave his wife a massage. Occasionally, he moved his body and his arched back bumped against the man's knees. The man's bones were very hard, and after two bumps, her back hurt, but she couldn't say anything.
After more than an hour of massage, her arms were already sore, and the warm wind made her whole body warm. Jing Yu's flushed face was covered with a layer of fine sweat. She took back her hands and rubbed her arms, preparing to stand up. However, because she had just squatted for too long, she suddenly felt dizzy and her legs were numb.
She lost her balance and almost fell back to the ground. The next moment, her waist suddenly felt warm and a man's big hand covered her.
His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, loosely supporting her waist. His movements were cautious, without any frivolous intention. Jing Yu also instinctively pressed his hand on his wrist to support himself. Under his palm, the man's hand bones were hard and strong, completely different from the soft and fragile woman's.
It only took a few seconds for the dizziness to pass. She stood firm, and her waist felt hotter and hotter. Realizing the close contact between the two of them, she was embarrassed and pulled her hand away from the man's wrist without leaving a trace, whispering: "Thank you."
The man looked at her, took his hand away from her waist, and put it in his pocket without saying anything else.
The two were very close, Jing Yu could smell his faint fragrance. The warmth of his palm and the strength he had when he supported her seemed to still remain on her waist.
After all, he was a stranger, and she felt somewhat embarrassed by his proximity.
"Sir, I'll be leaving now."
"Well, come out." There was not much expression on his face. The little episode just now seemed to have no ripples on him.
Originally, she was the one to say goodbye, but in the end, he left the room first.
Jing Yu followed behind him.
Before the two men went downstairs, they saw a young man running upstairs, making a bang bang noise.
"Speak softly." The man frowned and reminded.
"Brother, you're back too?" The other party was surprised. He immediately saw Jing Yu behind him, and looked at her with his charming peach blossom eyes, "Are you bringing your girlfriend to show off to mom?"
Jing Yu was silent. This was a big misunderstanding.
I only heard the man standing in front of me say: "Mom is asleep, don't go up and disturb her."
It was clear from what he said that he had no intention of explaining.
"Okay, then I won't go up now. Sister-in-law, you are a doctor dressed like this?" The young man's attention turned to Jing Yu again.
The word "sister-in-law" made Jing Yu feel that she had to explain herself - the man in front of her had no intention of explaining at all. She said calmly: "You misunderstood, I am a doctor who came here to help Madam recover."
"The doctor who did my mother's rehabilitation? Brother, you have always recognized only Professor Luo. When did you allow such a young doctor in?" The young man crossed his arms across his chest, his tone quite meaningful.
The man ignored him and walked down silently. Jing Yu followed him down. Then, he heard the man behind him say, "Beautiful doctor, I'll give you a ride later. It's a long way to get back to the city."
Without a car, you can't get back to the city. She looked around before she came and found that there was not even a taxi.
Jing Yu was not a hypocritical person. Just when he was about to say "OK", the man walking in front of him spoke up: "None of your business here. You stay here and don't go anywhere until mom wakes up."