Zhan beiheng's cold voice was transmitted to Lin Jiangxia's ears by radio.
She shivered unconsciously, stuck out her tongue, scratched the back of her head and said, "brother Zhan, have you finished your work?"
"I'm in the ward."
"I'm eating out. I'll be back soon!" Lin Jiangxia spoke quickly, hung up the call immediately, raised her eyes and said to the bodyguard, "we'll go back right away."
As she left, her eyes unconsciously fell on the apartment across the street.
I don't know what happened to Suke.
She was worried. She was going to have a look.
It rained heavily and the speed was very slow. It only took 20 minutes, but it took 40 minutes to walk.
When she rushed back to the ward, she saw Zhan beiheng's cold face.
He sat upright on the sofa next to the hospital bed, crossed his legs, and spread a book about economics on his knee.
When lifting his eyes, there was a trace of cold in his deep eyes.
Just looking at each other, Lin Jiangxia's heart shivered.
"Brother Zhan." She gave a quiet cry.
Zhan beiheng suddenly got up, walked and brought the wind to her.
She was frightened. When she saw him raise his hand, she subconsciously shrunk her neck.
But instead of beating her, he gently wiped the fine rain from her hair.
"Brother Zhan." She screamed again.
"What did those bodyguards do? They let you get caught in the rain." Zhan beiheng gritted his teeth and said, "it seems that I really should drive them."
Lin Jiangxia was anxious. She ran quickly when she got on and off the bus. Even if the bodyguard wanted to hold an umbrella for her, it was too late.
His words made her feel warm.
"Don't blame them!" Lin Jiangxia put her head against Zhan beiheng's chest, and her eyes stared at her toes: "I have to go in the rain."
Zhan beiheng frowned: "you are weak now. How can you get in the rain. You mean to worry me, don't you? "
That remark was obviously accusatory, but Lin Jiangxia couldn't stop pulling up the corners of his mouth, looked up at him and said, "brother Zhan is worried about me!"
"I..." he gnashed his teeth. He seemed shy and refused to reveal his mind. Then he lowered his voice and said, "don't you want to leave the hospital early? If you catch a cold, I'm afraid it will prolong the hospital stay. "
"I won't catch a cold." Lin Jiangxia glanced at Zhan beiheng and said, "brother Zhan, have you been waiting for me here? Since what time, how long have you been waiting for me? Didn't you eat? Are you hungry now? "
A series of questions silenced Zhan beiheng.
He turned around, and the fingers of his right hand were like pliers. He held her hand hard and pulled her to the bathroom.
"What? Brother Zhan! " Lin Jiangxia asked subconsciously with big eyes.
"If you get caught in the rain, of course, you should change your wet clothes and take a hot bath, otherwise you will really catch a cold." He lowered his voice and spoke quickly.
"I just got a little wet. My clothes aren't very wet at all." No matter how she explained it, Zhan beiheng seemed extremely pale and powerless at the moment.
The bathroom door opened and she was pulled in.
Zhan beiheng's strength was so strong that even if her hand firmly grasped the door frame, she still couldn't stop the strong pull.
"Your physique is very poor now. I'm afraid it's easy to get sick even if you get a little rain." He released her hand, turned to the bathtub and turned on the hot water tap.
Warm water soon filled the bathtub.
Lin Jiangxia looked at me at a loss. She pursed her lips for a long time and said, "brother Zhan, where did you hear about my poor physique? Why are you so stubborn about my poor physique?"
"The doctor said." Zhan beiheng decided to return four words.
"The doctor's words can't be taken as biblical, okay?" Lin Jiangxia Nuo said, "of course, my body is the most clear to me. There is no poor physique at all!"
She's arguing.
It is a pity that Zhan beiheng will not take these "principles" to heart.
He just adjusted the water temperature in the bathtub, then stood up straight, lowered his voice and said, "take off your clothes."
"Ah?" Lin Jiangxia felt her scalp explode.
"The cold clothes must be taken off immediately." He sounded as if he were giving instructions.
"But... OK, I see." Lin Jiangxia clenched her lower lip and said, "I'll take a hot bath obediently, but brother Zhan, can you go out first?"
"I must watch you do it." Zhan beiheng's tone is indisputable.
Lin Jiangxia was stunned in situ, and his small face turned into a ripe apple in an instant.
"You are already my woman. What else can I be shy of?" Zhan beiheng seemed to finally notice Lin Jiangxia's mind and immediately gave a super unreliable explanation.
"But this... That... Is two different things, okay!" Lin Jiangxia was so anxious that she wanted to stamp her feet.
Zhan beiheng had already stood in front of her. He was very skillful. He opened the button of her coat and took off the outermost clothes.
"Brother Zhan, you......" Lin Jiangxia was anxious and embarrassed, but she was at a loss.
He could only stay where he was and let Zhan beiheng peel her like an orange.
Her skin is more elastic and broken than the glittering and translucent orange petals.
Maybe it's because the temperature in the bathroom is very high, which makes her skin white and pink.
She hugged her arms and subconsciously blocked the spring in front of her chest.
Zhan beiheng was playing a very competent supervisor. His eyes didn't even stay on her tender and white skin for long. He just said faintly, "go into the water quickly, otherwise you will really catch a cold."
It's like a father urging his underage daughter to take a bath.
This feeling is not only a little strange, but also a little shy.
"Oh, good." Lin Jiangxia howled and immediately went into the bathtub.
I have to say that brother Zhan's technology of mixing bath water is really superb. The water temperature is neither hot nor cold
It's like countless palms with human body temperature, surrounded by every inch of her skin.
She thought so, and her cheeks became even more red.
Zhan beiheng put away her clothes, which were only slightly drenched with rain, and put them into the laundry basket.
"Brother Zhan." Lin Jiangxia shrunk her whole body below the water and cried out.
Zhan beiheng turned his eyes and looked at her, with a trace of doubt in his eyebrows.
"You seem to be an old mother." Lin Jiangxia chuckled and said, "this is not a derogatory word. I usually say it because I am good at taking care of others. However, it is a little wordy."
What? She's in poor health. He's said it many times.