C211 Isn't This Cohabitation

By the time Lu Weiwei arrived at the hospital, the building was already empty. She chopped off her high heels and went back in a tired manner.

At this time, Yan Yilang and Qiao Xinyou had already arrived at Yan Yilang's apartment.

Qiao Xinyou carefully placed Yan Yilang on the bed. He was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He wore bloated clothes in the winter, and his body was covered in a layer of sweat. But when she thought of Yan Yilang's wound, she immediately turned on the air conditioner. She was afraid that the emperor's father would freeze.

"Come and lie down, let's sleep together." Yan Yilang patted the bed beside him.

Qiao Xinyou did not move. She just sat by the bed. She thought of another problem. It was reasonable for her to take care of Yan Yilang in the hospital, but when she came to Yan Yilang's house, she still had to stay there and take care of Yan Yilang.

Wasn't this... cohabitation?

No, no, how could she suddenly become cohabitation with this guy.

She was at a disadvantage. This person was a huge pervert. When she thought of Yan Yilang's black underwear, Qiao Xinyou's heart shivered.

"Yan Yilang, let's talk about this first. I will leave when your injuries are healed." It was only right to take care of this person who was injured for her, but she should not stay here after that.

"Why?"

He still had to ask why, and it was very natural for him to ask.

Good boy, I'm a daughter of a yellow flower, and I'm also a rising star in the entertainment circle. Isn't this asking me to create a scandal?

"Aren't we living together?"

As soon as Qiao Xinyou said this, Yan Yilang laughed happily. Obviously, he liked the word "living together."

"Yes, you can think so."

"That won't do."

They didn't even make their relationship clear, so how could they live together without knowing why?

Qiao Xinyou even felt that living in Yan Yilang's house to take care of this guy was a wrong decision. Why was she led by the nose? "Yan Yilang, how about this? I will hire a nanny to take care of you."

Yan Yilang's eyes darkened, and he faintly suppressed his anger.

This girl, she doesn't want to stay with me?

"No, you have to be responsible for me. I'm doing this for you." As he spoke, his brows were tightly knitted. His entire body seemed to be covered in pain. His hand even seemed to be covering his wound.

"Does it hurt again?" He shouldn't have. The doctor had clearly said that it should be itchy when there was a long wound.

This guy... was pretending?

"Yan Yilang, you are pretending, right?"

"Youyou, I am in so much pain that I want to die. You still say that I am pretending? You really have no conscience." He was actually seen through.

"Are you really not pretending?"

"It's true." Yan Yilang said as he attacked himself. He used his hand to break his wound. When he felt that he was bleeding, he said, "I think I am bleeding."

Qiao Xinyou looked at Yan Yilang's painful expression and immediately lifted the blanket. When she saw the blood seeping out of the gauze, she regretted that she had misunderstood this guy.

Yan Yilang gave her a number. She immediately called Yan Yilang's private care doctor according to the number.

This doctor who often treated patients in Yan family, Dr. Song, had a good relationship with Yan Yilang. He calmly removed the gauze, wiped the medicine, and bandaged Yan Yilang.

He saw Qiao Xinyou, who was anxious, and said, "Don't worry, he won't die. Get me a cup of water first."

Qiao Xinyou only realized that she hadn't taken a good look at Dr. Song since he entered the door. All of her attention was on Yan Yilang.

Seeing Qiao Xinyou pouring water in the living room, Dr. Song's contemptuous expression could be seen at a glance, "Director Yan, you still feel pain from such a small injury? You, Director Yan, were much more injured than this in the past. I didn't see you say it was painful."

Since Qiao Xinyou was not around, Yan Yilang did not pretend anymore. "A big man knows when to yield and when to stretch. If you need to pretend, then pretend. I'm warning you, you can't tell him casually. Also, tell him that my injury is a little more serious. "

"How serious? You can get off the bed and jump around in less than two weeks. You, Director Yan, have such a good physique. You should be able to revive with full health in about a week. "

"If you can say how heavy it is, then say how heavy it is."

"Then I'll say you're going to die soon."

... ""

When Qiao Xinyou handed the water to Dr. Song, she saw Dr. Song's serious face. "Dr. Song, what's wrong?"

"Madam." When Dr. Song said this, Qiao Xinyou felt that her heart could not take it. Dr. Song sighed softly. "The reason why Director Yan bled just now was because of his emotions. Were you angry at him? That's why his mind was unstable and his wound was broken. "

Could it be that it was because I didn't agree to live with him?

" I, I was wrong. "

Alright, it's all my fault. I shouldn't be angry with this emperor.

"Madam, you have to follow Director Yan's lead in the future. Only then can his wounds heal faster."

Qiao Xinyou nodded. Since the doctor had said so, how could she dare to anger Yan Yilang? She would definitely obey his orders.

Before Dr. Song left, he especially looked at Yan Yilang, who was lying on the bed and smiling very proudly. Damn it, Director Yan was not satisfied with such an answer. Why did he not dare let your precious wife see you smile like this?

Qiao Xinyou sent Dr. Song away and looked at Yan Yilang with a face full of pain.

"What's wrong? It still hurts?"

"Yes, yes, it still hurts. Do you know your mistake? You can't anger me anymore in the future."

" I know. " Qiao Xinyou lowered her head and admitted her mistake.

"It's good that you know. Do you still want to hire a nanny?" Yan Yilang continued to ask. At this time, a trace of a smile had already appeared on his face. It seemed that his injuries and the blood that flowed out were all worth it.

This girl was very obedient now.

"No need, I will personally serve you."

If you are angry and the wound breaks open again, how can I bear it?

"Mmm, come, come here." Yan Yilang patted the bed beside him again.

Qiao Xinyou braced herself and laid beside Yan Yilang.

Did this count as him entering the wolf's den and waiting to be eaten clean by this wolf?

Forget it, I don't want to think too much. I'm so sleepy, I should sleep first.

While Qiao Xinyou was sleeping, there was a sudden knock on the door. She moved and was half asleep, but her ears were covered by Yan Yilang's hands.

"What's wrong?" She asked in a daze.

"Go back to sleep. Dr. Song left something behind. He came to get it."

"Oh."

Qiao Xinyou closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

The sound of knocking came and went, but because her hands blocked the noise, Qiao Xinyou fell asleep peacefully.

Yan Yilang used the earplugs to block Qiao Xinyou's ears, then covered the wound and walked to the door.

He opened the door.

It was the person he expected.

Lu Weiwei.

"Are you hurt? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Is Qiao Xinyou inside?" asked Wang Yao.

"I'm sorry, your knocking has disturbed our sleep. If you don't leave, I can sue you for disturbing the people. " Yan Yilang said lightly, but it did not reduce the threat.

He said "us." Lu Weiwei heard him clearly.