Become a rival virtual lover

Yue Ting?

This is Yue Ting? ?

Song Jingming secretly grabbed his thigh, trying to calmly watch.

Qin Yan didn't notice his abnormality, and only continued to say to Fu Yueting: "—Your injury is still not healed. After working for so long, if you are tired, you can leave me alone and go to rest."

"I'm fine. I didn't do anything today, so how could I be tired." Fu Yueting had already pushed the wheelchair out of the corner, heard the words and replied, and turned to the bed.

Qin Yan looked at his expression.

After a good night's sleep last night, Fu Yueting's high fever subsided for the most part, and he took antipyretics in the morning before boarding the plane. Now, apart from being a little confused, he is actually not very sick.In addition, he didn't want Qin Yan to worry, and he never showed anything, even Song Jingming, whose eyes were especially strange and focused, couldn't see the clue.

Qin Yan saw that he didn't seem to be trying to be brave, so he raised his hand to lift off the quilt, followed his strength to get out of bed, and sat on the wheelchair.

"Let's go."

Fu Yueting pushed Qin Yan to the door.

Song Jingming didn't have time to restrain himself, his eyes full of thirst for knowledge almost fixed on the two of them, which aroused Qin Yan's suspicion first.

"What are you looking at?"

"Ah?" Song Jingming suddenly came back to his senses, and made up on the spot, "See if you have any injuries on your face. It turns out there are no, haha..."

After finishing speaking, before Qin Yan could ask again, he pulled the corner of his mouth dryly, turned around and walked to the door, not giving them any chance to doubt him.

He walked all the way in front of the two of them, went downstairs and parted ways, and stood on the porch watching them drift away, then frowned and left full of thoughts.

-

Today is a rare sunny day recently.

Because of the continuous torrential rain, the temperature has not yet risen, and the sun is warm on the body, which is very comfortable.

Qin Yan was pushed by Fu Yueting and turned downstairs a few times, then rested on the bench for a while, and returned to the ward at nearly five o'clock.

They each have business to deal with, and they talked on the phone separately inside and outside, and it was night again.

After eating, Fu Yueting went to take a bath.

He changed his clothes and returned to the ward. He was about to help Qin Yan in the wheelchair to bed. As soon as he bent down, he saw Qin Yan slightly crooked to one side of the faint blood under the neckline.

"You're bleeding!" Fu Yueting tightened his fingers and got up to ring the bell.

Qin Yan held down his movements: "The wound is fine."

"Then why would it bleed?" Fu Yueting didn't believe it, thinking it was just Qin Yan's excuse, he subconsciously picked up the cloth and rubbed it with his thumb.

The bloodstains are dry.

But the bandaged place is indeed clean.

Fu Yueting frowned.

Qin Yan gently waved his hand away, and explained: "It was left before."

After he was hospitalized, the doctor helped him deal with the wound, so the area around the wound was very clean. After that, the nurse kindly helped him change the sick clothes, but the hospital did not provide a bath service for the patient.

The wound can't touch the water, he has a shoulder injury, and he can't make large movements. Of course, it's not convenient to clean up the blood on his body.

Fu Yueting also realized this immediately.

Then I remembered the doctor's order.

'When taking a shower, avoid the wound and wipe it. '

Thinking of this, he took another look at Qin Yan's neckline, but he had the illusion that his eyes had been scalded severely, so he couldn't help but look away.

"Let me help you take a bath." When he spoke, he still kept bending over, but his whole body was already stiff, and he didn't dare to look at Qin Yan, so he finished speaking in a low voice into the air, unable to find his voice The original aura.

Qin Yan said: "That's too much trouble for you, or—"

The word "forget it" has not yet been exported.

"No trouble." Fu Yueting turned to look at him quickly, "You have taken care of me so many times, and you must give me a chance to repay you."

Qin Yan was slightly silent.

The care that Fu Yueting refers to is actually a matter of little effort after being drunk.

Seeing that he disagreed, Fu Yueting straightened up: "Or do you think I can't do well?"

Qin Yan said, "How could that be?"

"Then you agree?"

Qin Yan was helpless.

Fu Yueting has already said so, how can he refuse.

"……Correct."

Fu Yueting pursed his lips slightly, walked up behind Qin Yan, and pushed him to the bathroom.

It's just that it was hard for Qin Yan to agree to take a bath, but what he had to do next made Fu Yueting feel even more difficult.

Although Qin Yan's shoulder and neck are injured, he can still do such a simple action as undressing.

However, Fu Yueting's assistance is needed.

Fu Yueting wanted to help Qin Yan take a bath at first, definitely because he hoped that Qin Yan would be more comfortable, and maybe there was some selfishness, but not much.

However, as Qin Yan unbuttoned the buttons one by one, he exposed his chest step by step, revealing a flat waist and abdomen covered with a thin layer of muscle——

It's hard not to change your original intention.

Fu Yueting tried his best to look away, helped Qin Yan take off his shirt, and turned to turn on the water.

Everything in the suite has been sterilized, but considering that Qin Yan's physical condition is not suitable for taking a bath, he still took a basin and brought back hot water.

After sitting down, Fu Yueting gently placed his so stiff hand on Qin Yan's arm as a point of strength, from top to bottom, carefully bypassing the wound, and rubbing every part of the skin.

The warm touch under the fingertips always stirs Fu Yueting's restless heart.

He pretended to be calm and kept his eyes fixed.

The focus of the eyes follows the hand, holding the towel, but this towel is wiping Qin Yan's body——

It's hard not to look away.

"Is the strength okay? Will it hurt?" Fu Yueting tried to say something to divert his attention.

Qin Yan said: "No, very good."

From the corner of his eye, Fu Yueting saw his Adam's apple trembling when he spoke, and his chest, which was covered with a layer of water, was slowly rising and falling with his breathing.

Fu Yueting's eyes sprouted his own thoughts, and the hand holding the towel gradually stopped.

The hot air in the bathroom seems to be heating up gradually, blowing bursts of scorching heat into his palm, and slowly wandering through the blood vessels.

Qin Yan felt the towel resting on his back: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yueting's fingers trembled slightly, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Fortunately, through the towel, Qin Yan didn't notice his small movements.

"It's nothing." Fu Yueting turned around and put the towel back into the basin, and said guiltily, "I'm done wiping the rest too."

Qin Yan said, "Thank you. I'll just come by myself later."

Knowing that bending over would not hurt him, Fu Yueting went to refill the hot water and put it in front of him, then walked out as promised.

Not long after, Qin Yan changed into new sick clothes, and after washing up, he operated the wheelchair and returned to the ward.

Fu Yueting was waiting for him outside the door.

When he got to the bed, he helped him lie back on the bed, and then walked to the bed and sat down.

Qin Yan looked at the sky: "It's getting late, you should go to sleep."

Fu Yueting said: "When you fall asleep, I will go to sleep."

Qin Yan frowned: "I said—"

Fu Yueting interrupted him: "I know, you often suffer from insomnia. So I want to be with you, whether it's chatting or being quiet, at least you're not lying on the hospital bed alone."

Qin Yan was startled.

"Besides, you did the same thing when I was in the hospital." Fu Yueting avoided his sight, sat on the sofa beside the bed, and then picked up the thin blanket and motioned to him, "Also, this is a thermostatic room, don't worry I."

Qin Yan could see that he didn't seem to go back to the lounge at all, but planned to sleep on the sofa overnight.

"Are you really not going back?"

Qin Yan's tone was calm and flat, and Fu Yueting couldn't hear any deep meaning or emotion in his words.

Fu Yueting only lowered his head by tidying the blanket: "No."

Qin Yan looked at his expressionless and stern profile.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "Come up."

Fu Yueting paused.

Qin Yan had nothing to do with him: "But you have to remember, my injury is not your responsibility."

Hearing this, Fu Yueting put his hand on his eyebrows, opened his hand to cover the surprise on his lips, and said in a deep voice, "It's all my fault."

"Okay." Qin Yan stepped aside, "Go to sleep, you have an appointment with Zhang Fu tomorrow morning."

Fu Yueting then lifted the thin blanket off his body!

Realizing that the action seemed urgent, he held back for a moment before sitting down beside the bed, and slowly lay down under the quilt that still had Qin Yan's body temperature.

Whenever he felt Qin Yan's breath at close range, he always didn't know what to say.

Seeing Qin Yan's face close in front of him again, to avoid being noticed by Qin Yan, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Qin Yan also has business to hand over to Xin Man tomorrow morning, so going to bed early and getting up early is good for everyone.

The hospital bed was still cramped.

Another Fu Yueting lay on top of him, and there was almost no room.

Seeing that Fu Yueting who had just boasted "when you fall asleep" and "it's good to have a chat" just touched the pillow, Qin Yan looked at him, smiled slightly, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

-

the next morning.

The two patients were awakened by a knock on the door.

Then there was a voice: "Mr. Fu, are you there? I'm Zhang Fu!"

Then came another sentence: "Boss Qin, I'm Xin Man."

The two parties made an appointment at about the same time, maybe they met downstairs and happened to go upstairs together.

Fu Yueting did not leave the ward last night, and the transparent automatic door was kept open. The sound from outside the door came in, and the two people on the hospital bed opened their eyes at the same time.

Qin Yan said: "Go in."

As soon as the words were finished, the door lock slammed softly. Zhang Fu opened the door and said to Xinman in a gentlemanly manner: "Ladies first."

Hinman nodded to him, "Thank you."

Then step through the door.

Then be dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Zhang Fu's curiosity was aroused: "Secretary Xin, what's wrong with you?"

Then walk in too.

Become a second chicken.

Inside the door, Qin Yan and Fu Yueting just got up from the bed.

Judging from the evidence at the scene, the two slept in the same bed last night, and their relationship is ambiguous, which is worth investigating.

Xinman and Zhang Fumeng were shocked, and their minds went blank.

What the hell?

The boss slept with a man? ?

In the end, it was Song Jingming who walked past the two of them leisurely and entered the room, and incidentally cast a contemptuous glance at the dull two.

"What are you doing in a daze, come in."

At any rate, Xin Man had a close relationship with him, so he stumbled and said, "Mr. Song... this..."

Mr. Song is well-informed and calm: "What is this and that, what a fuss."

As he spoke, he walked through the lounge and entered the ward, and said to Qin Yan, "I asked the doctor. Your foot injury will be discharged tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Go home if it's not serious. Uncle Han shouldn't be too worried."

Leaving Hinman and Zhang floating in place with disbelief on their faces.

The two looked at each other.

Quite suspicious of life.