After the meal, Feng Ling carefully cut some more fruits, which were softer fruits such as bananas and grapes. He cut them into small pieces and put them on the plate in Li Nanheng's hand.
Now Li Nanheng was just "soft and weak" and continued to sit on the sofa with a blanket, holding a small fruit plate in his hand with a small fruit fork on it. When Li Nanheng was pushed over He chuckled softly until he heard Feng Ling turn around and go back to his busy work: "Are you sure you want to take care of me so comprehensively every day? One or two days is fine. I don't know how long it will take to take care of me. I think it's better to hire someone. Auntie will come over and help you, the kind that sets the time to get off work in the morning and evening every day."
Feng Ling didn't answer. She had already gone to the bathroom to get something else.
After finishing his work, he came out as if he had just found time to answer his words: "It's not necessary at the moment. With the amount of medicine you take every day and the rehabilitation exercises you need to do every day, I think you will be fine in less than half a year." It’s almost done, my physical strength has recovered a lot, and the rest is just that all aspects of the body’s functions need to be restored, and I’m not bedridden, so there’s no need to ask for an aunt.”
Li Nanheng turned his head slightly in search of her voice: "What are you doing?"
"You should eat some fruit first. Although the house has been cleaned up by someone, I'm afraid it's still not clean. After all, everyone knows that you have mysophobia." Feng Ling said in a very normal tone: "I'll clean it up in the bathroom." Disinfect it again and put the bath water in for you later."
"How can I have so many mysophobias?" Li Nanheng sighed, because he couldn't really see it, but from what he heard, he knew that Feng Ling had not been idle since he came back all day.
He raised his hand and waved to her: "Come here."
Feng Ling didn't know why and walked over: "What's wrong?"
"Come closer."
“…”
Feng Ling took another step forward, until she reached his legs. Just as she was about to ask him what he wanted to do, the man suddenly raised his hand and grasped her wrist directly and accurately. Because she was unprepared, he pulled her gently. Her whole body staggered forward, and she was subconsciously afraid of hurting him, so she quickly raised her hands to support him on the back of the sofa. In the end, half of her body weight was almost crushing him. On top of him, two hands weakly lifted the back of the sofa that was supporting him, and with his head lowered, his lips almost hit the straight bridge of his nose.
The man took advantage of the situation and leaned casually on the back of the sofa. He raised his head slightly and looked like he was enjoying being hit by the sofa. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you want to do?"
Feng Ling lowered his head and stared at him from close range: "I should be the one asking you what you want to do."
The man chuckled: "I asked you to come over and sit down and rest for a while. Why are you pressing me down?"
"..." Feng Ling looked at him speechlessly, but through the layer of gauze, he couldn't see his eyes, so he had no choice but to step back without saying anything.
As a result, the back of her waist suddenly tightened. The man probably put all the strength he could muster on that arm and tied her tightly. This time, even if Feng Ling was aware of it and was on guard, he still Still pressed with such strong force that he suddenly pressed her, her whole body was pressed against him. This time, Feng Ling lowered her head and her nose almost hit his collarbone. She quickly tilted her head up slightly and rubbed her lips directly. Passing through the man's carotid artery, you can feel the obvious arterial frequency under his warm skin.
Li Nanheng lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. Feng Ling was about to pull away from him and her movement to get up was paused by his sudden kiss. She didn't move and only whispered: "I'm holding you down." Doesn’t the wound hurt?”
"It's healed. I'll just take care of you. You're not heavy and it doesn't hurt at all." The man said and hugged her tighter: "I said I wanted you to take care of me. I just wanted to be alone with you. There’s no need to be so busy, I’m just blind, and I’m not paralyzed in bed, so I don’t need to be so comprehensive about many things, huh?”
Feng Ling was silent for a while before letting out a low "Hmm" with her hand. She didn't dare to speak anymore, because whenever she spoke, she would brush her lips against his carotid artery. The real beating frequency made her heart shrink. , you can feel his vitality all the time, and feel that he is living in front of you.
"Sit down and rest for a while. I can take a bath by myself."
"We'll talk about this later." Feng Ling said in a low voice, and then couldn't stand the movement of her neck against his neck, so she quickly pushed back and pushed him away gently.
Li Nanheng did not forcefully pull her, but when she stood up, his hand seemed to brush her ear accidentally, feeling that her ear was slightly hotter than usual.
He looked in her direction and turned his head. Feng Ling coughed and ran into the bathroom again to disinfect. At this time, she simply closed the bathroom door to prevent him from hearing the sound of her rinsing the bathtub inside.
In fact, Li Nanheng is not suitable for bathing now. Feng Ling weighed it for a long time. Even though the bathtub and everything were disinfected, he finally just took a simple shower because it was too hot in the bathroom and was harmful to his body. There is no benefit to the recovery of the wound, especially although the wound has healed, it is only a thin layer of new skin on the surface, so you cannot soak in hot water for too long.
Li Nanheng's physical strength is much better now than when he first returned to Los Angeles, but he also fixed his sleep time and biological clock in the hospital every day, so before 9:30 in the evening, he was taken into the bedroom by Feng Ling , Feng Ling made the soft quilts on the bed smoother, helped him sit up, and lay down.
Even though Li Nanheng wanted to tell her to rest early, Feng Ling told her to wait a little longer because she hadn't taken a shower or changed clothes yet. When she went out to drink a glass of water and came back, the man had already taken medicine after taking a shower. He had fallen into a light sleep.
Feng Ling closed the door quietly, not to wake him up.
…
The next day, Li Nanheng was awakened by a "dang-dang" sound. It was not a shock, but at least he knew where he was even during sleep time. He knew that he was in Feng Ling's apartment.
As a result, this kind of movement came out early in the morning.
When the man opened his eyes, it was still dark. However, after applying herbal ice compress to his eyes before going to bed last night, he no longer covered his eyes with gauze. He tried to find his way in the darkness, got out of bed, and found himself in this bedroom. After groping for a long time in the inner space, I turned around and finally my leg hit a single sofa very close to the bedroom door.
The sound of the collision was not loud, and his body did not fall down.
Feng Ling heard the noise outside, so he dropped the half-killed chicken and hurried back. When he opened the door, he saw Li Nanheng raising his hand and groping in the air.