I spent the night in the ward.

Zhan beiheng came back very late. As soon as he returned to the ward, he was immediately pulled down by Lin Jiangxia.

She measured his temperature with an electronic thermometer. Although the displayed value was normal temperature, she was still worried. Her whole face leaned over and the cheek skin stuck to his forehead.

"I really don't have a fever." She said at the corners of her mouth.

"I didn't catch a cold." Zhan beiheng is very stubborn.

"Nonsense." Lin Jiangxia frowned: "if brother Zhan didn't catch a cold, was it my illusion last night? You know what? Last night, brother Zhan was so hot that he talked nonsense! "

Zhan beiheng squinted at her and said for a long time, "maybe you have an illusion."

Lin Jiangxia hugged his arms, pinched his chin with his right hand and said, "brother Zhan, are you still coughing? Today's medicine should be taken obediently! "

He had just finished speaking, but he had been picked up by Zhan beiheng, exclaimed and put horizontally on the hospital bed.

"Do... What?" Because she was nervous, her voice trembled slightly when she spoke.

"Instead of focusing on me, it's better to care about your own feet." He helped her take off her shoes as he spoke.

Suddenly, a man like a prince helped take off his shoes. It's really an illusion that he is a princess!

Lin Jiangxia's cheeks flushed, gently pursed her lips and said, "it's much better. That traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy hospital is really powerful. Physiotherapists are not only skilled, but also good-looking! "

Her shoes had been taken off by Zhan beiheng, and his slender fingers pressed gently on her still slightly swollen ankle.

Originally, everything was normal, but maybe he heard her say that the physiotherapist was very good-looking, and his fingers seemed to use some strength inadvertently.

"Ah! Pain! " Lin Jiangxia whispered.

Zhan beiheng moved his hand away like an electric shock, but the question between his eyebrows did not disappear: "physiotherapist, is it a man or a woman."

Is this guy eating dry vinegar again? Lin Jiangxia stared at him and couldn't help joking, "what about men and women?"

"I can't let any man touch your feet." He said coldly.

Lin Jiangxia was happy, but pretended to be embarrassed and said, "although brother Zhan said so, after all, the physical therapy in the afternoon has ended, and he has touched my feet!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhan beiheng suddenly got up.

The action of suddenly standing up startled Lin Jiangxia and almost subconsciously said, "brother Zhan, where are you going?"

"Go to the physiotherapy shop and find the man." He didn't just talk. Tieqing's face showed the anger in his heart at the moment.

But it's too much for him to even eat the doctor's dry vinegar.

"Brother Zhan!" Lin Jiangxia was afraid that he would do something out of line. She frowned and said eagerly, "I'm kidding you! Of course, the one who gave me physical therapy was a girl! "

Zhan beiheng had already turned around. After listening to her words, he turned around, stared at her and said, "really?"

"Of course it's true. Her name is Pan Shuying. She is a very attractive woman. I even said my name. I can't lie to brother Zhan. Besides... "Lin Jiangxia blushed slightly and said," I won't let men other than brother Zhan touch my feet! "

Perhaps the latter half of the sentence moved Zhan beiheng and made him return to the hospital bed again.

He pinched her slender feet again with his slender fingers, shook them slightly, and did a seemingly amateur massage: "if you lie to me, I'll break your feet off."

That sounds cruel, but Lin Jiangxia doesn't have the slightest deterrent. She pursed her lips, smiled, raised her chin slightly and said, "brother Zhan won't be willing to do that!"

Between Zhan beiheng's eyebrows, there was also a look of helplessness.

He really had no way to take her to some extent.

Lin Jiangxia restrained her smile, shook her feet gently and said, "at this speed, I can walk in two days."

"Are you going tomorrow?"

"Of course, I have to do two courses of treatment. I have paid all my money!" The feet were warm and itchy by Zhan beiheng's palm, which made her couldn't help but gently hook her feet.

"I'll go with you tomorrow." He probably didn't trust the traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy hospital, so he asked for it.

When he could accompany her, she was naturally happy. She nodded hurriedly, and the corners of her mouth rose wildly and said, "OK!"

However, pan Shuying's charming cheek immediately appeared in her mind, and she couldn't stop her faint worry. Would brother Zhan be attracted by that charming cheek!

After all, in Lin Jiangxia's opinion, probably no man can refuse pan Shuying's hot figure and her appearance like a fairy!

She was slightly distracted and couldn't help shaking her head gently.

Those subtle movements did not escape Zhan beiheng's eyes.

"What are you thinking?" He asked in a low voice.

Lin Jiangxia suddenly felt flustered and said, "nothing... Nothing."

As night fell, Lin Jiangxia worried that Zhan beiheng would have a fever again at night, so she forced herself not to sleep until Zhan beiheng fell asleep quietly. She secretly measured his temperature again. After she found no abnormality, she took a long breath and let herself sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Zhan beiheng had changed his suit.

The straight suit made him more slender.

"I'm sorry." He whispered to her, "I can't accompany you to the traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy hospital today."

"What?" Lin Jiangxia was disappointed, but he was also secretly relieved.

"The company has something temporary. I have to go back and deal with it." Zhan beiheng tidied up the cuffs of his suit with a low voice.

His bad complexion made Lin Jiangxia worried.

"Is it serious?" Her voice was strained with a trace of tension.

Zhan beiheng looked up at her, reached out and gently pinched her cheek and said, "it's all right, I'll handle it."

Lin Jiangxia felt warm in his heart and said again, "but I'm discharged today."

"In the afternoon, I'll come and pick you up. Let's go home together." His voice is warm.

The word "go home" also touched her heartstrings.

She smiled at the corners of her mouth and nodded gently.

After Zhan beiheng left, she dressed up. After 9:30 a.m., the bodyguard sent her to the traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy hospital on time.

On the porch outside the clinic, she saw the familiar figure again.

If it weren't for the ankle pain, she would catch up.