Chapter 485

Since brother Zhan doesn't agree.

They had to adopt circuitous tactics.

He is a workaholic and can't stay here 24 hours a day.

As long as he leaves, he has a chance to escape here.

Lin Jiangxia pursed her lips, and the small abacus in her head snapped.

At that time, Zhan beiheng was close to her, and the tip of his nose almost poked into her cheek.

She couldn't help being nervous and abruptly pulled at the corners of her mouth: "what's the matter, brother Zhan?"

"Don't try to escape from here." His voice was low and threatening: "otherwise I will make you pay the price."

Brother Zhan was fierce when he threatened.

Lin Jiangxia tightened his heart and pretended to be relaxed: "who said I was going to escape? This is a ward, not a cell. Why run? Brother Zhan, you are really exaggerating. "

It's a little guilty. When talking, his eyes wander and he doesn't dare to look at Zhan beiheng.

"You'd better think so."

"Of course I think so!" Lin Jiangxia tried to squeeze out a smile, but his cheek muscles were stiff.

Hey, if you keep smiling so hard, you may have complete facial paralysis one day.

Zhan beiheng nodded with satisfaction and turned to approach the wardrobe.

This is a ward, but it is no worse than the villa bedroom in terms of luxury and family applicability.

Even the infusion bottle is hung at the head of the bed in an extremely hidden way. If you don't pay attention deliberately, you are determined not to find it.

The purpose of this hospital seems to be to make patients forget the fact that this is a hospital as much as possible.

And they did.

Maybe Zhan beiheng planned it.

Although it is a single ward, the bed is a large double bed.

The mattress is probably an international brand, which is super comfortable.

Lin Jiangxia turned sideways, his hands folded under his cheeks, staring at Zhan beiheng, who took off his coat and only wore a shirt.

He has thick latissimus dorsi muscles and plump his thin shirt. From behind, he gives people a sense of security and is... Sexy.

"Brother Zhan, will you sleep here tonight?" She asked subconsciously.

"Yes." He replied, "for the time being, we will stay here until you leave the hospital."

"There is no escort bed here. Where does brother Zhan want to sleep?" Platitudes.

Although it is a double bed, it can be said that this is still a hospital. Early in the morning, the doctor will bring the nurse in for ward rounds. If people see the picture of husband and wife hugging each other, it seems... It's not appropriate.

Zhan beiheng thought without hesitation: "double bed, no escort bed."

"But..." between the lightning and the flint, Lin Jiangxia had already seen too many shame pictures in his mind, and his cheeks were red first.

"The doctor here will make rounds at ten o'clock in the morning, and he won't break in without permission." Zhan beiheng knew her worry: "don't worry."

That's what I said, but this is not home after all.

But she also gave up the idea of stopping.

Since brother Zhan has made up his mind, he is determined not to change because of her two or three words.

Lin Jiangxia frowned, pursed her lips, and looked at Zhan beiheng taking off his thin shirt. His white, smooth but powerful back showed such red fruits in front of her.

Her cheeks were slightly red and she frowned gently: "brother Zhan, can't you go to the bathroom and take off your shirt again?"

He didn't think so. Instead, he turned and walked towards the edge of the bed.

The heartbeat seemed to lose its original frequency in an instant. She opened her eyes and looked at Zhan beiheng blankly.

He leaned over and picked her up.

The infusion also happened to end at that time.

He pulled out the needle at the mouth of the soft needle tube.

"Because I want to shower with Xia Xia."

After talking, he turned and walked with him in his arms.

"Ah?" Lin Jiangxia was eager and flushed: "No."

"You rolled down the mountain and covered yourself with dust." His eyes were cold: "when giving first aid, I just wiped it for you without cleaning it. Are you going to sleep with dust? "

Lin Jiangxia was blocked and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"But... But actually..."

She wanted to say she could.

But on second thought, how could she shower herself when she couldn't move most of her body?

Forget it, forget it.

Brother Zhan, do whatever you want!

Lin Jiangxia closed her eyes and looked at death like home.

But in fact, after several similar experiences before, when the naked fruit body faced beiheng, it seemed that it was no longer so humiliating.

Even when the heat and fog slightly blocked Zhan beiheng's eyes, she relaxed instead.

"Brother Zhan, how on earth did you find me?" She was curious. At this moment, she asked, "there is no signal on the mobile phone. Should there be no way to locate it?"

"Feng Yishu told me that you went to Fulu temple." Zhan beiheng patiently applied the bath lotion to her delicate skin: "I haven't returned yet."

"Ah!" Lin Jiangxia opened her eyes: "how could he..."

Ben has something to say later.

But Zhan beiheng stared back coldly: "Feng Yishu is your bodyguard. You should leave the bodyguard and act alone!"

Most of them are angry when they think about it. At the moment, they stand up again.

Lin Jiangxia stuck out his tongue and whispered: "didn't brother Zhan say he wouldn't be angry again because of this?"

Zhan beiheng snorted coldly, which was to suppress his temper: "there must be no next time."

"I see." She answered happily, but she couldn't help looking up at him and asked, "but how did Yishu know we went to Fulu temple... I clearly asked him to wait for me at the door of the police station."

"He's been following you."

He gave him a leave, but he didn't want it. He stubbornly followed him.

His professionalism can almost be compared with brother Zhan.

"If it weren't for him, you and the policeman would have died if you stayed in the canyon for a long time."

"Ah..." Lin Jiangxia took a breath of air-conditioning. When he thought of the situation at that time, he really had a lingering fear: "it's time to thank Yishu."

"I offered him some rewards." Zhan beiheng's tone was sharp and cold: "but he refused."

Lin Jiangxia was stunned.

She knows that the "reward" in brother Zhan's mouth will never be less, perhaps a number that ordinary people can't reach at all.

It is inconceivable that Feng Yishu refused.

"Why?" She asked subconsciously.

"People don't want money, not because they don't love money." Zhan beiheng's tone was more low, and a danger signal was released from the bottom of his eyes: "he has a higher and more valuable pursuit than money."

After talking, his eyes slowly lifted up and fell on Lin Jiangxia's panicked cheeks.

"How... How could..." even though it was in the bathroom and the steam was swirling, her lips did not know why, but they dried up badly: "Yishu's character is like that. Maybe he really doesn't need money."