The remaining three points of tension also faded away in the other party's deep and doting eyes full of stars.
The tense body slowly relaxed, staring at Zhan Lichuan: "You still haven't said why you are on my bed?"
Although she has decided to stay in the Zhan family for five more years for the sake of so many shares, at present she can only accept sleeping in separate rooms. After all, she is just a dog, and she is not greedy for his body.
Thinking of this, Jing Qian subconsciously glanced at the man's naked upper body.
Looking up again, his gaze seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't lift it up.
So he took another look, and then calmly raised his eyebrows.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Zhan Lichuan couldn't help but smile faintly on the corners of his lips. But when the other party looked at him, he hid the smile and responded sincerely: "You hugged me."
"I know that I carried you up, because you were the one who held me, but you broke the wound, and I imitated the doctor and sewed you up."
Learn
Thinking of yesterday's large bag of professional suture tools, Zhan Lichuan's voice was particularly sincere: "Well, your suture skills are excellent."
Jing Qian licked her lips, seeing that he was useless, she was also happy to get along with the handsome man.
"But I was drunk, and I didn't know when I fell asleep afterwards. You should go to sleep in your own bed after I sew you up."
Zhan Lichuan pursed his lips, with a hint of injury in his eyes.
"Sorry, I… "
I thought he wanted to explain, but I didn't expect Zhan Lichuan to say: "I'll go back right away."
no explanation.
He flipped the quilt with his hands clumsily.
As a result, when she opened it, she not only opened her own quilt, but also the quilt covering her body. A gust of cool wind poured in in an instant.
She doesn't like uncirculated air, so when it's not too cold, she sleeps with the windows open.
Although it is already spring, the wind in the early spring morning is still a bit cool to the body.
She just watched Zhan Lichuan slowly trying to sit up from the bed.
As a result, he just got up a little, and fell down because of the stiffness in his back.
Fortunately, Jing Qian had quick eyes and quick hands, and supported his body, otherwise the fall would probably involve the wound again.
Zhan Lichuan tried to support himself even though he was physically disabled, Jing Qian hurriedly said, "Don't move!"
Hearing his wife's order, Zhan Lichuan, who was still trying to prop up his body, immediately stopped moving. Looking at his wife, his whole body was pressed against her hand, waiting for new instructions. With an expression that I can go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil for you.
Jing Qian scratched her head.
"I forgot that after I gave you stitches last night, I fell asleep before the massage. How do you feel now? Does your back hurt?"
Zhan Lichuan smiled: "No, it doesn't hurt, don't worry."
Doesn't it hurt
Looking at the blackness under Zhan Lichuan's eye circles, Jing Qian knew that he must have been in pain so badly that he didn't sleep well all night.
Pulling your hand out from under him, he raised his hand to pick up his arm.
She remembered that before she fell asleep, she thought about straightening Zhan Lichuan's twisted fingers due to neuropathic pain.
Picking up his palm and putting it in the palm, Jing Qian carefully examined Zhan Lichuan's fingers.
Although straight, there are some bends in some places. This kind of nervous distortion, just straightening it up, even if there is no problem with the visual inspection, it will still have an impact.
"Are you straight?"
(end of this chapter)