After Fang Xiran woke up, she continued to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. After all the physical indicators reached normal standards, the doctor announced that she could be discharged and go home to recuperate.
Fang Chen had already ordered someone to prepare everything at home, and was waiting to pick Fang Xiran out of the hospital.
During this time, Lu Shi would go to the hospital every day to take care of Fang Xiran. Although the two still had a lot of disagreements, at least Fang Xiran didn't let Lu Shijin go away because of a disagreement like in the beginning.
Because he knew that even if Lu Shijin was asked to leave, he would not leave.
Lu Shijin worked hard to take care of Fang Xiran. These Fang officials saw it and became more satisfied with Lu Shijin. Because of his hard work, Fang Chen paid a lot of money to Lu Shijin's card one after another, and gave him a sea view room.
Did you ask him if he felt wronged? how come.
He, Lu Shijin, is a man of professional integrity who uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others.
Fang Xiran finally understood these days that Lu Shijin was gaining money from him, and it was impossible to drive him away like a dog's skin plaster.
He also looked away, since the money was spent, it would be in vain if he didn't use it, and the money can't be spent in vain.
Therefore, Lu Shijin's celebration business expanded from serving tea and water, feeding three meals a day to dressing and undressing. In short, Fang Xiran asked Lu Shijin to help him do everything he could not do by himself.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Fang Xiran ordered Lu Shi to come to the hospital to pick him up this morning.
Lu Shi left early this morning, and the young master was still lying on the bed.
"Young master, wake up." Lu Shijin stood by the bed and reminded him calmly.
He could even see that this guy's eyelashes were shaking, and he was still pretending to be asleep, so childish.
Fang Xiran opened his eyes and yawned, pretending to have just woken up, sat up slowly, picked up his phone and looked at it, "It's already nine o'clock, didn't you ask you to come at half past eight? Did you take my word for it?" Listen to it?"
Lu Shijin said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, it's the morning rush hour for work, and there's traffic jam on the road, so there's nothing I can do."
Fang Xiran sneered and expressed disbelief, "You are just lazy, knowing that there is a traffic jam, you can't leave an hour earlier? With the money from my family, you don't do your job well, and you make excuses for yourself. I can drive ten servants a day for a servant like you." .”
Lu Shijin pinched the knuckles of his fingers, ground his teeth, kept a polite smile on his face, and said to himself silently in his heart that he was hit by a car and his brain is not good, don't bother with him, just treat him as farting.
"Master, are you still up?" Lu Shijin raised the plastic bag in his hand, "If you don't get up again, the breakfast you asked me to buy will be cold."
"Bring me my clothes and help me put them on." Fang Xiran sat up, raised his chin and gestured proudly to the sofa.
Lu Shijin put down his breakfast and brought him some clothes. Fang Xiran was still wearing a hospital gown, so Lu Shijin had to help him take off his hospital gown before getting dressed.
Fang Xiran just stood with his arms open, like an emperor in ancient times, and asked Lu Shijin to wait on him to get dressed.
The blue and white striped patient uniform was taken off from the man, revealing the man's thin physique.
After lying in bed for the past few months, Fang Xiran relied on infusion of nutrient solution to maintain his life. The muscles on his body that had been exercised had already degenerated. When he just woke up, he took off his clothes and was left skinny and boned. It made everyone feel distressed.
During this period of time, under Lu Shijin's care, he put some flesh on his body and looked better.
After Lu Shijin took off Fang Xiran's shirt, he took off his pants. When he bent down, he noticed a bulge under the boxer pants.
Men, most of them have this problem when they wake up in the morning.
Lu Shijin didn't change his face, straightened up to put on Fang Xiran's shirt, and when buttoning the buttons, he deliberately pretended to be clumsy and couldn't button them in. He approached Fang Xiran as if nothing had happened, lowered his head to Fang Xiran's chin, and focused his eyes on Fang Xiran's neckline.
The distance between the two was so close that Fang Xiran could see the hair twirling on the top of Lu Shijin's head as soon as he lowered his eyes.
Lu Shijin's hair color is pure black, the hair is very thin, it looks very soft, and it should feel very good to the touch.
At the same time, he smelled the faint scent of shower gel from Lu Shijin's body. It was fresh and elegant, like the smell of verbena. Fang Xiran couldn't help guessing that Lu Shijin should have just taken a shower in the morning.
When he realized what he was thinking, Fang Xiran couldn't help but sneer at his own thoughts, it's none of my business whether he takes a shower or not.
Fang Xiran wanted to look away, but out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small section of collarbone protruding from Lu Shijin's neckline. The shape was very beautiful, and his skin was very fair and tender.
But Lu Shijin was obsessed with buttoning Fang Xiran unconsciously, occasionally poking his fingers carelessly on Fang Xiran's chest, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
Fang Xiran suddenly felt unbearable, pushed Lu Shijin away rudely, grabbed the skirt of his shirt and started buttoning it by himself, glanced at Lu Shijin in disgust and said dryly: "I'm so stupid, I can't even button a button, I will do it myself. "
Lu Shijin twitched the corners of his mouth, noncommittal, picked up Fang Xiran's trousers, and asked, "Do you wear the trousers yourself?"
Fang Xiran snorted dissatisfied: "It's fine if you don't know how to button buttons, and you don't even know how to wear pants? I have to do everything myself. Why should I pay you to come here?"
"OK, I'll come." Lu Shijin shook his suit pants, showing a standard waiter's smile, "Sir, please hold your feet high."
Fang Xiran finished buttoning his shirt slowly, shook his shoulders, sat on the bed, and raised his legs straight up.
Lu Shijin helped him put on his trousers, "Please stand up again."
Fang Xiran stood up cooperatively. Lu Shijin helped him lift the waistband of his trousers to his waist, stuffed the shirt into the trousers and fastened the front button. When he pulled the zipper at the crotch, the zipper seemed to be stuck. Lu Shijin tried a few times, but what happened? I can't pull it up.
The zipper couldn't be closed, so Lu Shijin simply squatted down, facing Fang Xiran's crotch with a serious face, and struggled with the zipper, as if he would not give up if he didn't close it.
During this process, it is inevitable that Lu Shijin's hand will "accidentally" touch something that shouldn't be touched, and the man in the morning is the most careless.
Fang Xiran's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally when Lu Shijin met him for the nth time, he couldn't help but yell, "What are you doing?"
Lu Shijin looked up at him, blinked, and said solemnly: "Help you zip the zipper, this zipper seems to be stuck by some kind of thread, it's okay, it will be fine soon."
After finishing speaking, his hand directly reached into Fang Xiran's pants, pinched the entire zipper head and pulled it up forcefully, and the zipper was finally pulled up successfully under his strong pull.
Fang Xiran: "..."
The zipper was closed, but Lu Shijin used too much force just now, rubbing against that position, the sensation caused was so clear that Fang Xiran couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
"Okay, the zipper is closed, it's time to fasten the belt." Lu Shijin stood up, picked up a belt and pulled it on his hand, and looked at Fang Xiran with a smile.
Fang Xiran felt that the little brother had a faint tendency to raise his head. How dare he ask Lu Shijin to help him fasten his belt? If Lu Shijin found out about his changes, wouldn't Lu Shijin die of pride? !
"I'll go to the bathroom first." Fang Xiran turned his body sideways to avoid Lu Shijin finding out that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked towards the bathroom, his back showing a sense of fleeing.
Looking at the closed bathroom door, Lu Shijin flicked the belt in his hand like a small leather whip, with a triumphant smile on his lips.
Xiao Mian, fight with me and practice for another five hundred years.
It took almost twenty minutes for Fang Xiran to come out of the bathroom. When he came out, his shirt and trousers had been neatly arranged by him, and his hair was combed neatly.
It looks normal, but the more normal it is, the more it seems to be trying to cover up.
"Why does it take you so long to go to the toilet?" Lu Shijin pretended not to know, sat on the sofa leisurely, took a bite of the deep-fried dough stick in his hand, "Breakfast is cold, do you still want to eat?"
Fang Xiran looked at this man who set fire to him without knowing it, causing him to work hard to put out the fire inside, and all the energy he finally recovered was dedicated to a ball of tissues, not to mention, he still had a good appetite eating his breakfast
Fang Xiran gritted his teeth secretly in anger, and said in a firm tone: "Don't eat, let's go now!"
"Will you be hungry if you don't eat?" Lu Shijin asked pretending to be concerned.
Fang Xiran impatiently took his suit and put it on, and said angrily, "I'm not hungry. Are you an idiot? You just know how to eat? Will you starve to death if you don't eat for a meal?"
With a smile on his face, Lu Shijin squeezed the fritters in his hand, stared at Fang Xiran's face and took a big bite of the fritters, imagining the fritters in his mouth as the flesh of a man, and chewed vigorously.
If I am not angry, I will not be angry, whoever wants to be angry will destroy the body.
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Fang Xiran was picked up and discharged from the hospital, and the two returned to Fang's house together. In order to welcome the eldest son who returned home safely, Fang Chen deliberately took half a day out of his busy schedule, and ordered his younger son Fang Zhuoer, who was in school, to come back and have a family meal together. reunion dinner.
Fang Xiran and Lu Shijin got out of the car, and as soon as they reached the entrance of Fang's villa, they saw Fang Chen, Xu Meiru and Fang's servants standing outside waiting for them, and there was a brazier at the entrance.
Xu Meiru waved to the two from a distance, walked forward with a smile on her face, and said warmly: "Xi Ran, you are finally back. I am so happy to see that you are fine. Hurry up, step over this brazier and get rid of illnesses and misfortunes." , get rid of villains and evil spirits, and bless you to be safe and sound in the future, and you will be auspicious if you die!"
Fang Xiran glanced at the brazier, then looked at Xu Meiru suspiciously, "Who are you?"
Xu Meiru froze for a moment, and looked at Fang Xiran with probing eyes. Fang Xiran didn't even know her. Could it be that he really lost his memory? Or pretend
"She is your stepmother," Fang Chen stepped forward, patted his son on the shoulder, and introduced him, "You used to call her Aunt Xu."
In order to let Fang Xiran recuperate quietly, Fang Chen didn't let anyone visit him in the hospital. Xu Meiru was also the first time Fang Xiran saw him after waking up.
"Oh, so it's the stepmother." Fang Xiran withdrew his eyes and said flatly, "No wonder you smile so fake."
When Fang Xiran said this in front of so many people, Xu Meiru immediately couldn't hold back, and the smile froze on her face.
Fang Chen raised his face in displeasure, and accused Fang Xiran: "How can you talk to your aunt Xu like this?"
"I'm telling the truth, and there's something wrong with telling the truth? I'm tired, so I'll go in and rest first." Fang Xiran didn't have any intention of introspection, walked around the brazier on the ground, and walked straight into the villa.
Lu Shijin stayed behind to persuade Fang Chen: "Mr. Fang, don't be angry, it's because I didn't take good care of him, which made him feel bad."
"Good boy, how can I blame you for this, you have done a good job." Fang Chen looked at Fang Xiran's back, shook his head incomprehensibly, and sighed, "This kid didn't have such a temper before, it was just a mistake. How could it have changed so much?"
Xu Meiru also comforted her husband softly: "Okay, don't worry about the child, Xiran can't remember the past now, and I won't take anything he says to heart, as long as he is healthy and healthy, everything else will be fine. Yes, let's talk about it later."
Fang Chen hugged his wife's shoulders, and walked into the villa together, "I have a lot of things to do, and I can't take care of family affairs. Xiran is recuperating at home, so please take care of me."
Xu Meiru scolded: "What are you talking about? It's not troublesome for the family to talk about. Xiran is also my child. Can I not feel sorry for him?"
Lu Shijin followed the two into the villa. Hearing Xu Meiru's nasty words, the familiar nausea came back again.
It was already noon when I returned to Fang's house, and the food was already on the table, including five sets of bowls and chopsticks.
The four sat down in order first, and Lu Shijin guessed that the extra pair of bowls and chopsticks should belong to the second son of the Fang family, Fang Zhuoer.
Sure enough, Fang Chen asked Xu Meiru after sitting down, "How long will it take for Zall to come back?"
Xu Meiru smiled and said, "I called just now to ask, and I've arrived at the foot of the mountain, and I'll be there soon."
Although Fang Xiran had already introduced the family relationship with Fang Xiran, Fang Chen couldn't help nagging again: "Zoer is your half-brother, he is six years younger than you, and he is still in college. Always good...”
"I'm in a good relationship. I've been lying in the hospital for so long. Why haven't I seen him come to see me?" Fang Xiran interrupted Fang Chen's nagging expressionlessly.
Xu Meiru explained for her son: "Zoer participated in exchange activities abroad some time ago, and he didn't return to China until yesterday. Every time he calls back, he will ask me about your situation. He is very concerned about your brother."
After Fang Xiran heard it, she just said "oh", there was nothing wrong with it.
Fang Xiran didn't show any sympathy for others when he spoke, and suddenly there was nothing to say at the dinner table, Lu Shijin, an outsider, couldn't help but feel embarrassed for Fang's family.
For a while, the four of them sat silently, none of them spoke, and they had different thoughts.
What worries Fang Chen is that his eldest son, whom he has placed high hopes on, has lost his memory, not to mention his temper has become so weird, how can he be expected to take on great responsibilities in the future
Xu Meiru's plan is that although Fang Xiran has become very different from before, she still has to find an opportunity to test whether Fang Xiran really has amnesia or pretends to be amnesia.
Fang Xiran sneered secretly, I will not let you have a good time if I am not happy.
What Lu Shijin is worried about is that her husband's EQ is too low, what should he do if he has a vicious tongue and is arrogant? Most of them are used to it, and a beating is enough.
Just being speechless, a young and cheerful voice came from the living room.
"Dad, Mom! I'm back! Is my brother back?"
When Xu Meiru heard this, she immediately stood up, the smile on her face couldn't stop, and Fang Chen said, "It's Drow who's back."
The first smile after entering the door appeared on Fang Chen's face.
Lu Shijin couldn't help turning his head to look at the entrance of the restaurant curiously, and soon a tall and tall figure walked in.
The outline of Fang Zhuoer's face is somewhat similar to Fang Xiran's, but his facial features are more inherited from his mother. He is handsome and handsome, with a sunny smile, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.
He is only wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, unlike other dandies who are covered in famous brands. He is afraid that others will not know that his family is rich. At first glance, he seems to give people a sense of affinity, which makes people want to be with him. He is close.
As soon as Fang Zhuoer entered the restaurant, he first walked towards the dining table, gave Fang Chen and Xu Meiru a warm hug, and then looked at Fang Xiran with surprise in his eyes.
"Brother, that's great, you're fine! You don't know how happy I was when I heard you woke up abroad! I wanted to fly back to see you right away, but Dad said you need to rest and let me not come back to disturb you you."
Fang Zhuoer opened his arms as he spoke, and wanted to hug Fang Xiran, but Fang Xiran just sat there and looked at him calmly, without seeming to get up at all.
Fang Zhuoer didn't get a response, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, touched his nose, and asked suspiciously: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why do you look at me like that? You don't know me anymore?"
Xu Meiru hurriedly said: "Zoer, Xiran lost his memory after waking up, it's normal not to know you, you have to give him time to adapt, okay, let's sit down and eat first, the food is getting cold."
Fang Zhuoer sat in his seat, looked at Fang Xiran who was facing him suspiciously, and asked incredulously, "Brother, do you really lose your memory? You really don't remember me?"
Fang Xiran looked at him and said calmly, "I don't remember, but I feel familiar."
Fang Zhuoer clapped his hands happily, "Let me just say, you can't completely forget me, we are brothers!"
The eldest son woke up from the coma without any risk, and the youngest son also came back from abroad. The family reunion made Fang Chen's heart tightened for several months, and finally became a little easier.
In order to celebrate Fang Xiran's discharge from the hospital, Fang Chen specially asked someone to bring out a bottle of wine that he had treasured for a long time from the wine cellar, and the family drank it together.
He raised his hand to signal the servant to come over and pour the wine, and then raised his glass and said, "Today is a happy day. To celebrate our family reunion, Shijin is also welcome to join our family. Let's toast together."
Hearing what Fang Chen said, Fang Zhuoer noticed that there was an extra person at their table today.
Sitting next to Fang Xiran was a young man he had never seen before. The young man looked good, but he didn't know what his identity was, and he felt strange about Fang Chen's words about who was welcome to join their family.
"Mom, who is he?" Fang Zhuoer leaned over and asked Xu Meiru in a low voice.
Xu Meiru glanced at Lu Shijin, her voice was not loud but just enough for everyone to hear, "I forgot to introduce you, he is your brother's new husband, his name is Lu Shijin."
"New husband?" Fang Zhuoer looked at Lu Shijin in surprise, and then at Fang Xiran, "Brother, didn't you just recover from your illness? How did you get married? When did you get married? Why didn't I know?"
Fang Chen put down his glass and coughed: "It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later, let's eat first."
The head of the family said so, even if Fang Zhuoer had many doubts in his heart, he could only hold back.
The five people picked up their chopsticks one after another and began to eat. The rules of the Fang family's dining table were to pay attention to eating without talking, so the sound of cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks was only heard at the dinner table.
Fang Zhuoer was full of curiosity about Lu Shijin, the new sister-in-law, and quietly looked up at Lu Shijin from time to time while eating.
Lu Shijin felt that Fang Zhuoer's eyes were always falling on him intentionally or unintentionally, so he suddenly raised his head and caught Fang Zhuoer's eyes that Fang Zhuoer had no time to look back.
Fang Zhuoer, who was caught, was a little embarrassed, and smiled friendlyly at Lu Shijin.
Lu Shijin's first impression of Fang Zhuoer was not bad, and after all, he did not participate in the murder of Fang Xiran, and Xu Meiru's crimes had nothing to do with him.
So he didn't have any prejudice against Fang Zall, and returned a polite smile, then looked away, bowed his head and concentrated on eating.
As everyone knows, Fang Xiran paid attention to this small interaction between the two of them.
Fang Xiran clenched the hand holding the chopsticks tightly.
He just knew it! Lu Shijin will meet Fang Zhuoer sooner or later, and in the near future, he will betray his husband because of Fang Zhuoer!
What's so good about Fang Zhuoer
Isn't it because he is a little younger than him, looks a little better than his current face with more scars, and is a little stronger than him
What is this all about? Can you hook Lu Shijin's soul away? How superficial!
Fang Xiran's Lemon Essence had an attack, and he thought bitterly, now that two people dare to flirt under his nose, but where he can't see, these two people may not know how to mess around!
It's really unreasonable!
He will never allow anyone to graze sheep on top of him!
The others were eating, but Fang Xiran suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand and made a soft noise on the table, which attracted the attention of others.
Fang Chen cared about the eldest son, temporarily abandoned the rules, and couldn't help asking: "You only eat this? Is the food not to your liking?"
Xu Meiru pretended to be virtuous and said: "I was negligent. I forgot to ask Xiran what he wanted to eat. Xiran, what do you want to eat? I will let the kitchen do it now."
"It's not that the food is not to your liking," Fang Xiran glanced sideways at Lu Shijin, "it's that my hands feel a little tired and I can't hold the chopsticks."
Lu Shijin heard that Fang Xiran meant something, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
No way, there are so many people here, how dare you let me feed you
I am embarrassed to say hello, are you embarrassed to eat
Fang Xiran waited for a while, but he couldn't wait for Lu Shijin to move. He turned his head and said impatiently, "Why, do you still want me to ask you to do it?"
Except for Lu Shijin, everyone looked at the two of them inexplicably. Fang Chen asked, "Xiran, what exactly do you want?"
Fang Xiran didn't answer, just looked at Lu Shijin without blinking.
Of course, Lu Shijin couldn't think of what Fang Xiran was complaining about, but felt that he really couldn't stand this childish ghost.
Didn't he marry someone? In fact, he raised an ancestor, right
"Okay, I'll feed you." Lu Shijin compromised, put down his chopsticks, took the rice bowl and spoon in front of Fang Xiran, casually scooped a spoonful of food from the dish next to his hand, mixed it with rice, and stretched it out to Fang Xiran's mouth, " Come on, baby, open your mouth."
Fang Xiran didn't bother with Lu Shijin about what he called him, nor did he care how the other three looked at them, and calmly ate the spoonful of food that Lu Shijin fed him.
Fang Chen and Xu Meiru stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their mouths opened unconsciously, as if they had seen a ghost.
And Fang Zhuoer was so surprised when he saw that his elder brother, who used to be vigorous and resolute, was now like a three-year-old child, who even had to be fed, and was so surprised that the chopsticks in his hand fell on the table.
At that moment, the three members of the Fang family agreed that Fang Xiran did not lose his memory, but lost his mind.