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When he arrived at the hospital, Wen Shu was taken to the emergency department in a wheelchair. He was wearing thick clothes, and when he fell, he was not injured except for his ankle. The doctor treated his foot and prescribed a bottle of glucose for him to hang up. with.

He was lying on the hospital bed in the emergency room, his stomach growling.

Xie Chonglin sat beside him and glanced at him: "Hungry?"

Wen Shu wasn't sure if he was calming down, so he didn't dare to bother him, so he shook his head hastily.

Xie Chonglin sneered, and said, "If you're not hungry, I'll just ask someone to deliver me a meal."

When Wen Shu heard it, he immediately looked at him eagerly: "I'm hungry..."

Xie Chonglin stretched out his hand and nodded his head, hating iron for being weak and saying: "It deserves it!"

Wen Shu felt guilty and didn't dare to talk back, so he had to shut up and pretend to be good.

Not long after, Xie Chonglin's secretary knocked on the door and came in, bringing two big food boxes, each layer of which was filled to the brim, with meat and vegetables and soup.

Wen Shu stared at the food box in her hand with bright eyes, and the weak figure who had just been lying on the hospital bed disappeared immediately.

The secretary arranged the food box and said, "Mr. Xie, the wheelchair is at the door, and the driver is already waiting outside."

Xie Chonglin nodded, opened the food box and placed it on the table shelf of the hospital bed, and waved her hand to signal that she could get off work.

Wen Shu had already picked up his chopsticks and was looking at him, as if waiting for him to nod before starting.

"Let's eat." Before he finished speaking, Wen Shu immediately ate his mouth full of happiness.

Xie Chonglin looked at him helplessly, picked up the soup and asked him to drink a few mouthfuls of soup before eating, be careful to eat too quickly and his stomach will start to hurt again.

Wen Shu obediently took a few sips of the soup, squinting his eyes in satisfaction, like a kitten stealing fish.

After the two of them finished eating, Wen Shu's glucose had also been transfused. Xie Chonglin helped him into the wheelchair and pushed him out of the hospital to get into the car.

Halfway through the drive, Wen Shu saw that he was not heading back to his home, and asked, "Where are we going?"

Xie Chonglin said, "Go back to my house."

"Why did you go to your house?"

Xie Chonglin pointed to his ankle: "Can you take care of yourself at home alone?"

"Then I can't go to your house." Wen Shu said to the driver, "Please take me back to my house."

"Your feet are so swollen that you can't walk. Why are you at home alone? What if you fall at home?" Xie Chonglin said to the driver, "Drive to my house!"

"I just sprained my ankle, but it's not broken. How could I fall? Even if I fell, I would get up by myself. It's not that I'm disabled, so why can't I be alone at home."

Xie Chonglin didn't want to quarrel with the patient, so he pretended he didn't hear him, and closed his eyes to ignore him.

Wen Shu was in a hurry: "What's the relationship between me and you? I'll go live at your house!"

Xie Chonglin opened his eyes, his voice became cold: "What do you think we are related to each other?"

Wen Shu's feet hurt from the beginning, and before he didn't dare to speak out because of a guilty conscience, Xie Chonglin said what he said, but now his temper came up after a few words, and he said to him regardless: "What could be the relationship? It's already The end of the relationship between friends in benefits! Aren't you engaged, where is your fiancee? Does she know that you brought your ex-friends in benefits home in the middle of the night?"

Xie Chonglin looked at him, his face completely darkened: "Friends with guns?"

"Otherwise?" Wen Shu glared at him: "Could it be that we are still in a boyfriend-boyfriend relationship?"

"Stop!" Xie Chonglin shouted at the driver angrily.

The driver pulled over and stopped the car immediately.

Wen Shu looked at him angrily, without him needing to speak, he limped out of the car and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

The driver hesitated and said, "Young Master Xie, it's not easy to take a taxi here at night. It's so cold in the middle of the night, and Mr. Wen is still injured..."

"Drive!" Xie Chonglin roared.

The driver had no choice but to start the car.

Not long after driving out, Xie Chonglin cursed in a low voice, and then told the driver to turn around and go back angrily.

The driver drove back to the place where he got off. Wen Shu was leaning against the street light, swiping his phone with one hand, constantly refreshing the page, waiting for the car to take the order.

When the car drove up in front of him, he swiped his phone as if he didn't see it.

Xie Chonglin's face was gloomy, and the driver looked in the rearview mirror and dared not speak.

"Go down and tell him to get in the car."

The driver quickly opened the door, got out of the car, walked up to Wen Shu, and said, "Boss Xie asked me to invite you to get in the car."

Wen Shu glanced at the car, and said angrily: "What car are you in, who is in the car, I don't know Mr. Xie."

The driver felt that he was about to break out in a cold sweat, and said, "Don't get angry with Mr. Xie, he is worried about you. The car made a U-turn and came back immediately after driving too far. I'm afraid it will freeze you."

Wen Shu sneered, "Convey your Mr. Xie for me, thank you for your concern, I will go back by car, so I won't bother him."

At this time, the rear window of the car was lowered, and Xie Chonglin's voice came out: "Get in the car!"

Wen Shu didn't speak, didn't look at him, just stared at the phone and kept refreshing, why didn't the driver pick up the order for most of the day!

Xie Chonglin opened the door and got off the car, stood in front of him, and took his mobile phone away.

Wen Shu quickly reached out to grab him, and said angrily, "Give me back my phone!"

Xie Chonglin grabbed his hand to keep him from moving: "What's wrong with you in the middle of the night? Do you want to move your feet again? Hurry up and get in the car!"

Wen Shu didn't want his mobile phone either, so he broke away from his hand and turned around to leave.

Xie Chonglin pulled him by the middle, picked him up and stuffed him into the car. Seeing this, the driver hurried back to the driver's seat and started the car.

When getting in the car, he tore his ankle, Wen Shu wrinkled his face, and the pain disappeared, and he stopped making trouble by leaning on the back of the car.

Xie Chonglin sat next to him, saw that his face was not right, raised his leg to look at his ankle, and asked, "Did you pull it? Does it hurt badly?"

Wen Shu pursed his lips and rushed out of the car without speaking.

Xie Chonglin took a look and couldn't see anything, so he touched his calf along the trouser leg.

Wen Shu turned his head and stared at him: "What are you doing!"

He didn't stop, and touched his thigh along the way.

Wen Shu was so angry that he wanted to kick him, but his ankle was so painful that his whole leg was weak, so he could only bend his knees and try to retract his legs.

Xie Chonglin touched it a few times, then stopped Wen Shu when he tried to kick him with the other leg, "Don't move!"

Wen Shu said angrily: "How hungry are you? Playing hooligans on a sick patient in the middle of the night?"

Xie Chonglin sneered: "You are the only one who is still sick? No matter how light the injury is, I think you can fly to the sky."

Wen Shu didn't want to talk to him, turned his head and closed his eyes.

When the car drove to a villa, the driver got out of the car and set up the wheelchair. Xie Chonglin took Wen Shu out of the car and pushed him in.

Wen Shu doesn't come here often, he and Xie Chonglin basically live in his small apartment, and have only been here a few times.

As soon as he entered the door, someone came up and asked if he needed to prepare supper. Xie Chonglin waved his hand and said no, and went to the master bedroom on the second floor with Wen Shu in his arms.

Wen Shu refused to enter, and grabbed the door frame: "I want to sleep in the guest room!"

Xie Chonglin wanted to beat him up, "Why are you sleeping in the guest room?"

Wen Shu asked back: "What am I doing in the master bedroom?"

Xie Chonglin had no temper at all, so he asked the maid to tidy up a guest room, carried him in, passed the bed without stopping, went straight into the bathroom, and put him on the sink.

"I can't take a shower today, so I just wash my face and brush my teeth."

Wen Shu blocked his hand to help him, washed his face awkwardly, and finished brushing his teeth.

Xie Chonglin: "Go to the bathroom?"

Wen Shu shook his head, and was carried out of the bathroom by him.

After being put on the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, go and rest."

Xie Chonglin didn't speak, went back to the master bedroom and brought a set of pajamas, rolled up his sleeves to help him change.

"I can do it myself!" Wen Shu took the pajamas, looking like he was furious.

Xie Chonglin patted his head and gave him his mobile phone: "Call me if your feet hurt in the middle of the night, or call the bedside landline directly and ask the maid to come up."

Wen Shu nodded quickly and pushed him: "Okay, okay, go and rest, I'm going to change clothes and go to bed."

Xie Chonglin bent down to look at his ankles, got up and turned up the air conditioner a few degrees before leaving the room.

In the middle of the night, Xie Chonglin entered the guest room and glanced at the sleeping person on the bed, stretched out his hand to cover the crooked quilt, touched his forehead, and found that he was a little hot.

He asked the maid to cook ginger soup for one night, woke up Wen Shu, and asked him to drink it before going to sleep.

Wen Shu was woken up just as soon as he fell asleep. When he got up, he was so angry that he waved his hand to beat the person next to him away. Because his body was so hot and limp, Xie Chonglin easily grabbed him.

Xie Chonglin sat on the edge of the bed, holding Wen Shu half in his arms, put the bowl to his mouth and coaxed him to drink ginger soup, half asleep and half awake, he was gulped down with ginger soup one night.

After he drank, Xie Chonglin wiped his mouth with paper, bent down and kissed the corner of his mouth, and then put him on the bed. As soon as Wen Shu touched the pillow, he fell asleep again.

Xie Chonglin asked the maid to take the bowl away, dimmed the lights, lifted the quilt on the other side, lay down on the bed and hugged Wen Shu in his arms.

Wen Shu struggled a few times in his sleep, felt the temperature of the body next to him and fell asleep peacefully.

Wen Shu opened his eyes the next day, and before he was fully awake, he felt the sound of breathing behind him hitting his ears. He sat up in surprise and saw Xie Chonglin who was sleeping next to him.

What happened last night?How could he sleep here?Wen Shu had a headache and thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of it, so he sat on the bed in a daze.

Xie Chonglin was awakened by his movement, moved his eyes and opened his eyes.

Wen Shu stared at him: "Why are you sleeping here?"

Xie Chonglin turned over, ignored him, closed his eyes and continued to sleep. Last night, he was afraid that Wen Shu would burn up in the middle of the night and stayed up all night, so he fell asleep at dawn.

Seeing that he ignored him, Wen Shu curled his lips, limped out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.

The swelling in the ankle has subsided a bit, and the pain is not as severe as yesterday. I can walk slowly while supporting the wall.

After Wen Shu washed up, he went downstairs. Breakfast was ready, porridge and side dishes were placed on the dining table.

After he finished his breakfast, Xie Chonglin also went downstairs in his pajamas.

He sat opposite Wen Shu and asked him, "How are your feet?"

"much better."

Xie Chonglin nodded, picked up the bowl and drank porridge.

"I think we should talk about it," Wen Shu said.

Xie Chonglin looked up at him: "What are you talking about?"

"Don't you think we've crossed the line before?"

Xie Chonglin asked back: "What boundary?"

"Don't be stupid, you understand what I'm talking about."

Xie Chonglin put down the bowl: "Then what do you want?"

"Thank you for what happened yesterday. I will pay you back the medical expenses. But we have separated and you are engaged. We should keep our distance. Isn't that what you have always insisted on?"

"Indeed." Xie Chonglin nodded.

"Then we reached a consensus?" Wen Shu asked.

Xie Chonglin clasped the table with his fingers, and said to the maid who came over, "Ask the driver to prepare the car and take Mr. Wen home."

"Okay." The maid answered with a bow, and turned to make a phone call.

Xie Chonglin looked at Wen Shu: "Satisfied?"

"Thank you." Wen Shu smiled at him.

Xie Chonglin didn't speak any more, and he got up and went upstairs without eating breakfast.

Their relationship was already a mess, and it was hard to cut everything off. Wen Shu didn't want to get involved again. If possible, he hoped not to have any contact with Xie Chonglin in the future.

He desperately hopes that Xie Chonglin can become a thing of the past.