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Xia Yang didn't expect that one day Han Yi would take the initiative to open the business, let alone that he would even arrange the script directly.
But it wasn't the hospital bed play he imagined.
"What? You want me to pretend to be dead in bed the whole time!" After listening to Director Han's script, he had a big question mark in his mind.
This is truly the purest, most original, and most unadulterated "bed" scene.
Not even a single line, just sleeping!
Although there are doubts about the script, it is Director Han's first time on the job and he must give his full support.
Just pretend to be dead, he wants to see how the great director's one-man show goes on.
Xia Yang took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Han Yi. She was careful not to touch his leg that had just undergone surgery.
"Do I have to lie down like this? Isn't it a little weird?" He humbly asked the director for advice.
Han Yi glanced at him: "If you don't want to lie down, you can lie down."
Xia Yang: "..."
Forget it, lying down is even weirder.
As soon as he finalized the script, Han Yi's cell phone rang. He took it over and took a look. It was Mrs. Tang.
Xia Yang immediately picked up the ethics of a professional actor and entered the scene in one second without waiting for the director to call action, closing her eyes and standing upright.
Director Han pulled up the quilt covering the two of them, raised an arm and started the video.
The window flashed and Mrs. Tang appeared on the screen.
"Xiao Yi." She called out, and looked closely at his face. After a few seconds, she raised her eyebrows in slight surprise, "What time is it? Why did you lie down so early and still look a little haggard? "
Han Yi: "."
"Are you tired from your honeymoon?"
Han Yi: "..."
Xia Yang, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard this.
Tired by the honeymoon... Grandma really knows about honeymoons.
Han Yi took a shallow breath and said to the camera: "I'm fine, don't worry."
"You see you have dark circles under your eyes. You must pay more attention to rest." Mrs. Tang warned her sincerely.
Han Yi didn't speak, just nodded lightly.
Mrs. Tang paused for a few seconds, then looked for something in the camera: "Hey, why don't you see Yangyang? Isn't he with you?"
Xia Yang's heart suddenly sank: What the hell, he has been pretending to be a corpse for so long, and he was not even in the frame just now.
Director Han's shooting skills are really not good at this.
Just as he was complaining secretly, he heard Han Yi's calm voice drifting into his ears: "He is beside me. He is exhausted and has fallen asleep."
Xia Yang: "..."
Damn it, I didn’t expect that Director Han arranged such a script for him!
"I won't wake him up, let him sleep well." He added to the camera.
Mrs. Tang said she wanted to see her grandson-in-law, so he turned the camera of his mobile phone two centimeters to the side. The sleeping face of the young man pretending to be asleep was reflected in the camera, his breathing was steady and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.
Professional level, level 10 acting skills.
Mrs. Tang looked at him and couldn't help showing a touch of distress in her eyes: "Young man, you have to take your time in everything you do."
As he spoke, he glanced at Hu Dasun again, with a hint of reproach on his face.
Han Yi lowered his eyes and said nothing, and the air fell into silence.
After a while, he said again: "I'm also ready to rest. Do you have anything else to do?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just worried and want to see you," Mrs. Tang waved her hand.
"Okay, then I'll hang up..."
"Hey, wait," just before Han Yi was about to hang up the video, Mrs. Tang stopped him, as if she had discovered something, "Xiao Yi, what kind of hotel are you staying in? Why am I looking at this environment? It seems a bit unreliable.”
"..." Han Yi choked and failed to answer the question immediately.
Oh!
It turns out that the boss was also stumped sometimes, Xia Yang exclaimed in her heart.
Come to think of it, this is the first time in Han Yi's life to be a director, and it seems that Fu Huadao's planning was not complete enough.
No matter how high-end the ward is, it has white walls and white sheets. It is impossible to compare with a five-star hotel.
Director Han, who lacks knowledge in a certain field, will most likely not be able to come up with a reasonable answer.
This will inevitably require him to hand over a cheat sheet.
Thinking of this, Xia Yang still pretended to be a corpse on the surface, but quietly moved his arms under the quilt and leaned towards Han Yi.
Because the two bodies were so close, he could easily touch Han Yi's hand.
Touch the opponent to death.
Xia Yang found the back of the hand, squeezed it gently to show comfort, then opened his broad palm and wrote on it with her index finger.
Love - interest -
There were a lot of strokes in these two characters, and he didn't dare to draw them too fast, fearing that the other person's love quotient would not be enough to guess.
And for some reason, the more he wrote, the hotter his fingertips became, and the air around him became hotter as well. He didn't know which of the two of them had a fever.
It took more than a minute to finish writing the two words on the palm. He pinched the back of the hand again, which meant: "over".
Han Yi's body is still a little stiff. This unnatural stiffness started ever since Xia Yang pressed his arm to write in his palm.
At this time, the other party had finished writing, and the answer he wanted to convey to him was in the palm of his hand. However, he coughed and pursed his lips, but after all, he still could not say the words "love hotel".
"We are staying in a... B&B," Han Yi hesitated for two seconds, then lowered his eyes and answered, "The overall style of this B&B is like this, mainly simple and white, with abstract elements added to the design, which is the most popular at the moment..."
puff!
Shen Te Ma B&B is the most popular right now!
Xia Yang strained her belly to hold back her laughter.
He had discovered that Han Yi could get away with or without his cheat sheet.
A boss is a boss, he can direct and write. The level of serious nonsense is not lower than him.
After Mrs. Tang listened to Hu Dasun's explanation, she was stunned for several seconds without speaking. Fortunately, even though she was doubtful, she still didn't ask any more questions.
This topic continued like this, and the video call ended without a few words.
The business ended successfully, and both of them breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Awesome, Director Han!" Xia Yang raised his face from the pillow, propped it up on his pillow and gave a thumbs up, "If you don't want to go on a cruise ship any more, you are welcome to team up with me. Let's work side by side, one by one. Dream showbiz!”
Han Yi: "."
Thanks for the invitation, no need to.
…
In the next two days, Xia Yang stayed in the ward guarding her plastic husband. All the data on the monitor showed normal, and all anti-infective drugs were taken on time.
That evening, the doctor came over for a routine examination.
"Mr. Han is recovering well after the operation. In a few days, you can try to stand, but be careful."
Han Yi nodded: "Okay."
"In the past few days, we still need to pay attention to the data on the monitoring equipment at all times, and respond to us in time if there are any abnormalities."
Xia Yang nodded: "Yeah, yeah."
After the doctor finished explaining, the head nurse who followed him spoke again.
"If Mr. Han needs it, we can arrange for senior male nurses to help him clean his body. The nurses are all highly qualified people. Their reputation and professionalism can definitely put your mind at ease."
Just as Han Yi was about to speak, Xia Yang refused for him before he could.
"No, no, no, my husband is a very conservative man and doesn't like outsiders touching his body."
Head nurse: "Uh..."
"Similarly, I don't like it either, so it's better for me to do it myself."
Head nurse: "Oh."
After seeing off the doctor and head nurse, Xia Yang returned to the ward and went directly into the bathroom.
Han Yi stared at his back, remembering the electronic document that Aaron had asked him to forward to Xia Yang, "How to Clean and Care the Body of Male Patients After Surgery—For details, see **Scrubbing Bath (pictures and specific operations) step)".
Of course he didn't transfer it, thinking that Xia Yang was just talking.
Just as he was thinking about it, the bathroom door opened, and Xia Yang came out with a big basin. There was water in the basin, and a white towel was floating in the basin.
Han Yi was stunned: "What are you doing?"
"Of course I'm going to help you wipe yourself. Didn't you listen carefully to what I said to the nurse just now?" He curled his lips with some dissatisfaction, hooked a chair with his toes, and put the big basin on it awkwardly.
The towel floated on the water like a white cloud. Han Yi watched him twisting the towel, paused and said again: "Have you studied nursing?"
"That's not true." Xia Yang smiled and shook off the water droplets on his hands. "I asked Aaron for help before and asked him to help me find documents. He agreed but refused. I don't understand why he wanted Jiang Zi. .”
Han Yi: "."
"It's just wiping the body. You don't have to learn how to do it. I can do it," Xia Yang spread out the wet towel, sprayed some disinfectant, and dipped it into the water. He said as he did so, "When I was a child, I had a golden retriever at home. It was me who gave him a bath and then wiped his body.”
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "I'm not a golden retriever, and I think there should be a big difference between humans and dogs."
"It's okay, it's not a big problem. It's the same principle in the field of body wiping!" Xia Yang patted his chest, his eyes full of confidence.
The towel was taken out of the warm water again, squeezed out of the excess water, and folded into a small, square piece.
He shook it in his hand and raised his eyes: "Actually, you don't have to feel embarrassed. We are Party A and Party B who have signed an agreement. This is a value-added service and will be settled uniformly in the future. You can understand that, your Party B is here for money.”
Han Yi's black pupils stayed on his face for a few seconds, then he lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice: "Yes."
"Okay, then you lie down, and if you feel heavy-handed somewhere, just tell me."
In fact, it was not that Xia Yang had not looked up information at all. After searching on the Internet, she found a lot of technical guidance materials for caring for patients.
There are even special explanations on how to wipe each body part and which parts male patients need to focus on care for.
He is really proud of his excellent reputation. Where can Party B find such a person
In front of him, Han Yi was lying calmly in the hospital bed. He was cold and handsome, with an expressionless face. The white sterile hospital gown on him made his whole body look more abstinent.
Xia Yang first wiped his face with a towel and then wiped his neck. The man's Adam's apple rolled twice, and he raised his hand to touch the remote control from the bedside and turned on the wall-mounted TV.
The summer Qiong Yao romance drama is playing on the TV.
The hero and heroine are staring at each other and saying awkward lines.
—
"Don't you think you're going too far?"
"feel."
"But... I really like your excess."
Han Yi: "..."
He closed his eyes and held his forehead, grabbed the remote control and switched to the next one, watching the duet ballet, which he had never been interested in.
Xia Yang didn't raise his head from beginning to end. He moved gently, carefully and carefully. He wiped the person's neck twice before changing it to clean warm water and continued.
Plastic Husband is conservative and it is difficult to take off his clothes to wipe the area below his neck, so he unbuttoned the top three buttons of the hospital gown.
"... Mr. Han, you have such a good figure!" Through a layer of towels, you can feel how tight your body is. Xia Yang swallowed her throat and tried hard to hold back the envious saliva from flowing out of the corner of her mouth.
"These chest muscles can break boulders."
Han Yi: "..."
After wiping her chest twice, Xia Yang washed the towel again.
After coming back, he sat down by the bed, lowered his eyes, looked up, and raised his head: "Dear, you have gauze wrapped below the knees. I can't help you wipe it, so I will only wipe it above the knees and below the waist, okay?"
The ** man was stunned, above the knees, below the waist...
Before he could speak, Xia Yang had already reached out to unbutton his pants.
"!!" Han Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately grabbed his hand, "No, no need to wipe it."
"Ah?" Xia Yang looked at him with some confusion: "What's wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable?"
"No." Han Yi rolled his Adam's apple and looked away from him.
Xia Yang moved his lips and wanted to say something else. At this moment, he noticed an abnormal object in his sight.
"Fuck! I'm going to explode!" He took a breath, widened his eyes, and covered his mouth, "Han Yi, you, you, you, how did you..."
"?"
"Monitor! Your heart rate!" Xia Yang pointed at the monitoring equipment beside the bed and shouted.
"Pa" - the emergency call bell on the bedside was slapped by him.
"Doctor, doctor, my husband's heart rate suddenly shot up to 140. Come and see what's wrong with him!"
The author has something to say:
"Tachycardia caused by a body brush"