Lin Tingyou didn't have time to think about it, and he had already called An Yixi's mobile phone again.

An Yixi turned off his phone.

Lin Tingyou felt extremely angry again, and casually dropped the photo on An Yixi's desk, and the evil man's eyes were filled with blood.

If you dare to hang up on him, then he will make An Yixi even more painful!

After An Yixi hung up the phone, she fell asleep again, and she had a dream that when she was still seven years old, she climbed a tree and accidentally fell off the tree.

Mom scolded her, but Dad took her to the room, with a loving smile, and said softly: "Yixi doesn't hurt, Dad will rub it." ”

An Yixi's heart flowed with a burst of warmth, but after the warmth, he felt sour, and he didn't have time to capture the warmth and it was going to flow away, An Yixi was a little anxious in his dream, and said stupidly: "Rub it for me, I hurt." ”

As soon as Fu Liyan entered the door, he heard An Yixi say this.

The vast eyes flashed, and he looked at the bed deeply.

An Yixi was lying on his stomach, his face was on his side, his hands were behind his hands, and his palms were put together under his face, like an insecure child.

"Rub my back, I hurt!" She said again, probably still in a dream, and her voice was crisp and numb, delicate and soft, with a pleading and coquettish tone, like satin, silky and delicate.

No one can refuse.

Fu Liyan raised his eyes, and the ink lotus-like black eyes were so deep that he wanted to be able to drip ink.

He stepped forward and sat down on her hospital bed, lifted the quilt, and lifted her black and white vertical striped hospital gown.

Seeing the scars on her back, many places have been scarred, and there are no deep places, red and swollen, Fu Liyan's eyes dimmed a little, and her fingers swiped over the places where she didn't have hands, gently and softly.

In An Yixi's dream, his father rubbed An Yixi with a loving smile.

An Yixi showed a faint smile.

"It's so comfortable." She whispered.

Fu Liyan's hand stiffened, looking at An Yixi's quiet face, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were like ink fans, her face was red, and the corners of her mouth had a pleasant smile, slightly pursed, so cute that people couldn't help but want to kiss it.

The doctor came over with medicinal wine, saw Fu Liyan, and asked, "Are you the patient's husband?" ”

Fu Liyan didn't answer, and hurriedly put the quilt on An Yixi's back.

The doctor saw his behavior of protecting his wife, thought that he had acquiesced, handed the medicinal wine to Fu Liyan, and said lightly: "If these medicinal wines are applied to the wound, it will not itch, and it will not be easy to scar. ”

Fu Liyan took it.

"Also, if you're busy with work, it's best to find a personal caregiver to take care of her, because it's not convenient for her to go to the toilet." The doctor built yì said.

"Didn't anyone come to see her?" Fu Liyan asked suspiciously.

The doctor paused, "It seems that no, the patient hasn't eaten breakfast yet, in terms of diet, eat more vitamin C, such as carrots, don't eat fish and shrimp when there are no scars, and after the scars, eat some mullet soup, I am usually in the office, you can find me if you have something." ”

After the doctor told him to play, he turned around and left the room.

The nurse whispered behind her back.

"That patient's husband is so handsome."

"Yes, the temperament is good, like a noble prince."

"She's so happy. Being touched by a man like that, I die without regrets. ”

Fu Liyan closed the door, since he was a child, he heard too much of this kind of talk, and he was numb.

turned around and saw An Yixi still asleep with her eyes closed.

Fu Liyan neatly opened the cap of the potion, dipped the potional with a cotton swab, lifted the quilt, looked at An Yixi's injured back, and seemed to think of something.