"Miss Jing." Zhuang Yan had already noticed her and greeted her.
Jing Yu found that his expression had relaxed a lot at this moment, and his mood also relaxed a little, "Is the operation finished?"
"Yeah. Just finished."
"Are there any internal injuries?"
"There was a slight damage to the intestine, which has been repaired."
Jing Yu frowned, "The recovery cycle of the intestine is generally very slow. You can't eat for more than half a month. You also need to pay attention to whether there are any abnormalities at the anastomosis site. Anti-inflammatory treatment is essential every day."
"Yes, the doctor just explained it."
"That's good." Jing Yu nodded after hearing Zhuang Yan's words, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Then... is he awake now?"
"I don't know yet. If Miss Jing is worried, why not go up and take a look yourself." Zhuang Yan smiled at her, "If the gentleman sees Miss Jing, his wound will definitely heal faster."
Jing Yu felt that Zhuang Yan was just being slick. What was going on between her and Yu Zeyao
"Then I'll go up and take a look." Jing Yu looked at Zhuang Yan's half-smile, pursed his lips, and added a little embarrassedly: "My roommate is still waiting for me at home. It's getting late now. I have to go back quickly."
After saying this, I regretted it. This explanation was really unnecessary. It sounded like I was guilty.
She was slightly annoyed at herself for being too unstable. She didn't say anything to Zhuang Yan and went upstairs directly. Zhuang Yan reminded her behind her, seemingly unintentionally but clearly intentionally: "Miss Jing, the bedroom you slept in last time is the master's bedroom. Just push the door and go in."
Jing Yu's heart was moved and ripples appeared. He had vaguely guessed it when he woke up and saw the furnishings and scale of the room, but now he was certain of it after hearing Zhuang Yan say it. How could a man as cautious and arrogant as him dare to bring a woman into his master bedroom without any precautions when he brought her back for the first time
She couldn't convince herself that she was special to him. It was more convincing to say that he was just in a whim.
She thought, maybe it was just a spur of the moment!
On a whim, he wanted to play the keeping game with her, so he took her into his bedroom on a whim.
Jing Yu thought about it and felt his mind became clearer. He went upstairs, opened the door of the master bedroom, and walked straight in.
Inside, Yu Zeyao hadn't woken up yet, just lying quietly on the bed. He was wearing nothing on his upper body, with a thin blanket covering his chest, revealing his strong and seductive chest. One arm was pressed on the quilt, and the other hand was on the bedside, receiving an IV.
Jing Yu glanced at him, his eyes passing over his chest, and he unconsciously recalled the ambiguous scene between him and him in the car before. His face was still burning, and his lips and tongue were hot.
Why are you thinking about this for no reason
She was embarrassed. She didn't dare to look around anymore, but just looked at the bedside, and took a look at the large amount of medicine left by the doctor. She looked at them one by one, and only put them back after confirming that there was no problem.
After reading the medicine, he was bored. It was already past 8 o'clock, but he still didn't wake up. Jing Yu unconsciously cast his eyes on his face. He looked very calm while sleeping quietly, with three-dimensional features that looked heroic and noble-like. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be difficult to associate such a person with words like "gangsters" and "fighting".
After the previous experiences with his father and the Liang family, Jing Yu subconsciously did not want to have anything to do with "breaking the law" anymore - that would not have any good results.
She was thinking randomly, and noticed from the corner of her eyes that the coat she had just put on him was casually placed on the other side of the bed. Jing Yu didn't think much about it, and leaned forward slightly, reaching his arm across his body to take the coat.
As soon as my hand touched the clothes, before I could withdraw it, my wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
His palms were cold, as if they were soaked in ice. Moreover, even though he was injured at the moment, the strength in his hands was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her wrist. She subconsciously frowned slightly and looked towards him.
He had his eyes half-opened, the light from the top of his head casting a shadow on his bottomless pupils, making them look like the dark night sky. However, because he was not fully awake at the moment, a thin mist was covering his eyes, but it did not hide the sharpness and vigilance of his eyes.
The majesty in those eyes frightened Jing Yu, and he subconsciously struggled to pull his hand back.
"It's you?" He seemed to have finally seen clearly and didn't let go. His eyes were fixed on her, but his expression was much slower than before. "You haven't left yet?"
His voice was still hoarse and weak, but it sounded better.
Jing Yu felt that he really shouldn't pay attention to whether his voice was nice or not at this moment.
After regaining my composure, I replied, "Your subordinates said that I can't just leave until you wake up."
She still maintained the posture she had just bent over, her soft black hair sliding down from her shoulders, and she subconsciously raised her hand to tuck it behind her ears. Under the light, her unintentional posture was tinged with the delicate and seductive beauty of a woman. Yu Zeyao's deep eyes surged with a dark tide, "So, you are waiting for me to wake up?"
"I guess so." She looked at him. His overly aggressive eyes made her feel a little confused. It seemed as if he wanted to swallow her whole, which made her feel dangerous and extremely uncomfortable. She turned away and pulled her hand away calmly, "Now that you are awake, tell Zhuang Yan to ask the driver to take me out of here. If it's too much trouble, I don't need to take you to the city, just take you to a place where you can get a taxi."
"what time is it now?"
"A little after eight."
"Have you had dinner yet?"
Jing Yu shook his head, "No appetite."
Yu Zeyao looked at her with a half-smile. She seemed to be afraid that he would think too much, so she quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong. I...what happened today is something I have never experienced in my life. It's very upsetting."
Yu Zeyao looked at her with a half-believing look. After she finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and pulled her whole body onto his chest. Jing Yu was shocked, and subconsciously raised his body that was about to press on his abdomen, and supported himself on the bed with his other hand.
"What are you doing?" She stared at him from head to toe. Her long hair fell down, and the tail swept across his chest. Her pretty eyebrows were knitted tightly, and she lectured him with a stern face, "If you do this, it will easily cause your newly sutured wound and repaired intestine to burst. If it gets infected and inflamed, the situation will be very bad - this is not what a patient should do."
"Is this how you usually teach your patients?" Yu Zeyao raised his hand and tucked her messy long hair behind her ears.
Now, apart from his father, almost no one dared to scold him loudly. However, he was not angry at all. In his heart, he felt an indescribable sense of wonder.