C11

In the end, Qin Qiaoqiao was unable to enter the door, so she hung around outside for a while before leaving in a rage.

When he was carrying the things upstairs, he bumped into a servant in the villa. His head was lowered and his face was ugly. He was also holding a bag filled with broken pieces of porcelain.

"Miss Gu." He called out to her respectfully before leaving in a hurry.

Qinghuan frowned as she turned around to look at the staircase. Sure enough, she saw a group of white coats standing outside the door. "What's going on?"

"Miss Gu." The one who answered was Lee Zeyan's attending doctor, with the surname Shen, "It's time to take the medicine, but Mr Lee is in a very irritable state and doesn't want anyone to enter."

"I'll try."

"But …"

"Don't worry, I'm a medical student. Although I lack experience, I'm still qualified to change my medicine." Qinghuan took the tray from the nurse beside her. "I will work with you from now on. Let me try."

Without waiting for a response, she pushed open the door and entered the room.

The room was still dark, with the curtains drawn tight. The man on the wheelchair raised his head and frowned. "Why is it you again?"

"Was it a surprise?" Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and raised the tray in her hand. "No one dares to enter. I'm the only one here."

Heh.

The man sneered and didn't waste any more words. He raised his hand and touched a spot within reach.

Qinghuan acted as if she didn't see it and calmly walked towards the bed. "I advise you not to smash it. I can't stand the fear of losing the thing in my hands. If you do, I'll have to come in a second time. A third time …"

Lee Zeyan stopped his actions as blue veins popped out on his forehead. He glared at her fiercely, "Didn't I say that outsiders are not allowed in? "Alright, my words really won't work. Have Chu Cheng come over here …"

"Don't think about it. No one will come."

Please smile, revealing a mouthful of shiny white teeth, "Chu Cheng is not here today, I have the final say."

Lee Zeyan sneered, "I'm not dead yet, but you have the final say? Who do you think you are?! "

"You haven't forgotten our relationship, have you?" Qinghuan tilted her head in astonishment. "We signed the contract and received the certificate."

The irritation in his heart suddenly died down.

After a long while, Lee Zeyan looked up and said in a deep voice, "The agreement is invalid, you can scram."

"That won't do." Qinghuan put down the tray and started to take the medicine out. "You just placed me on the fire to roast, and you even took out some ring …" She held her finger forward.

"Hey, it's this. You're flaunting your love with such high profile, as if you really want everyone to know how much you love me. It's only been a short period of time and I already left because you were injured. How do you expect others to view me?"

"I don't want to be burdened with the reputation of a heartless scum."

The girl's fingers were as small as spring onions, white and slender. The blue crystal between her fingers glimmered, making her look extremely beautiful.

Lee Zeyan turned his gaze away and said with a tense face, "Are you that stupid that you can't even tell what is happening? Then I'll tell you right now, you're useless. Scram."

"But you still owe me something."

"You want money? No matter how much you want, I'll give it to you. As long as you don't appear in front of me again." The man's lips tightened and he closed his eyes. He seemed so disgusted that he didn't even look at her once.

"Sure." Qinghuan responded very quickly. The next moment, she brought the medicine and a cup of water to him. "Here, eat this. I'll give you a massage of your legs after you're done …"

"Gu Qinghuan!" Don't you understand human speech?! I told you to scram! "

Lee Zeyan suddenly opened his eyes. With a sweep of his hand, he flipped everything in front of him.

Water and medicine were sprinkled on the linoleum at his knees.

Seemingly having reached the limit of his patience, he pushed Qinghuan away without a care. He exerted a lot of strength and fell forward due to the inertia.

Seeing this, Qinghuan hurriedly held onto his body, not daring to provoke him any further. She said gently, "Alright, I'll get lost now. Once you eat the medicine, I'll get lost. I'll make sure to stay as far away from you as possible, okay …"

As he spoke, he used all his strength to lift him up onto the bed at the side.

Lee Zeyan was 1.85m tall, and even though he had been haggard recently, he was still heavy for Qinghuan. She was struggling to support him and was considering if she should call for help …

A thin, pale hand gripped the headboard of the bed.

Lee Zeyan turned his head and stared at her with his dark eyes, "Are you for real?"

Qinghuan hurriedly nodded.

The next moment, the oppressive weight of Taishan lessened a bit.

She moved the man onto the bed and carefully put him on the pillow and covered him with the blanket. Then, Qinghuan got the medicine and warm water again.

Lee Zeyan reluctantly took it and swallowed it. Then, he looked at Qinghuan with a frown. It was obvious what his intentions were.

Qinghuan: …

No wonder he was still weak like this after three months. It was all his doing.

She turned and left the room.

Lee Zeyan turned his head and closed his eyes after seeing that she had really left.

"..."

At night, there was movement from next door. Qinghuan got up to check and carefully pushed the door open.

On the bed, the man was lying flat on his back with his face to the side. His handsome eyebrows were knitted, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his thin lips had been pursed until they turned white.

"Pain …"

As Qinghuan approached him, she could faintly hear the man's murmurs.

She was stunned. Looking at his pale face, she could not help but sigh.

Such a prideful person would probably only scream out in pain when he was asleep. During the day, he would only torment others.

It was unknown whether it had always been like this or whether it was because of the great change that had happened to his temper, but it was smelly, hard, and twisted like a fried dough twist.

It was really hard for people to like.

She sat down on the bed and lifted the blanket covering his legs, gently massaging him. Because her grandfather had been bedridden for many years, she had learned quite a few good massages, and now they were of use again.

The man's frown gradually loosened.

After an unknown period of time, Qinghuan retracted her hand, rubbed her almost unconscious fingers, stood up and quietly left.

Four in the morning, the darkest time before dawn.

Since she didn't have much sleep after returning to her room, Qinghuan switched on her computer and started searching for information on the injury to her spinal cord and the recovery of her legs.

"..."

The next day.

In the morning, the sun was warm and the sun was shining.

Qinghuan pushed open the window and took a deep breath of the morning fragrance. She cleaned herself up and went downstairs to the kitchen.

"Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu was an old man in the villa. She had a good impression of the girl who was rumored to be her master's wife and had come back in time to take care of him after his injury. She smiled and said, "Miss Gu."

"You can just call me Qinghuan. Is there anything to eat?"

"There's milk, fried eggs, lean meat porridge, and chicken wire porridge. You can do whatever you want with them. There's soup cooking for young master nearby, and it's not ready yet …"

Qinghuan lifted the lid and took a look. She found that they were all good to Lee Zeyan, so she didn't ask anymore. She carried a bowl of chicken noodle soup out. As she passed by the second floor, she heard someone getting angry.