Lin Jiangxia cried for a long time.
Until the tears dried up, he realized that he was always staring at Han lingchu, and then wiped the tears on his cheeks.
The night has completely darkened.
She looked at him with a worried look in her eyes, and said slightly astringently, "you... Why don't you sleep?"
"Is Zhan beiheng really that important to you?" Han lingchu frowned as if he didn't understand: "even if you want to divorce and leave him, you don't have to cry for so long."
Ben finally stopped his tears. When he mentioned brother Zhan, the tip of his nose couldn't stop pantothenic acid again.
Lin Jiangxia pursed her lips: "it seems to be going down outside."
At night, there was no star light. The whole sky seemed to be shrouded in a very thick black cloth. If there were no lights, it would be completely black.
The nurse knocked on the door here and then pushed the door in.
"What's up?" Lin Jiangxia was busy wiping the tears again and asked softly.
"The doctor said that since Mr. Han has woken up, the next step should be rehabilitation training. Before that, someone has to massage Mr. Han's muscles. " The nurse said and walked quickly to the hospital bed.
After all, he was professional and skillfully opened the quilt and rolled up the trouser legs of Han lingchu's sick suit until the root of his thigh exposed the whole leg.
Thin, tender and white fingers, and then contact Han lingchu's skin.
"Don't touch me!" Han lingchu shouted angrily.
Her voice frightened the little nurse. She raised her hands and froze in the air. She looked at the angry Han lingchu in fear and thought she had done something wrong.
"The doctor said..." she stammered and explained: "the limbs should be massaged for at least half an hour every day to completely relax the muscles, so as to do rehabilitation training."
"I said, don't touch me."
Han lingchu is different from other patients. He is a little more fierce.
The little nurse was frightened at a loss. After considering for a moment, she thought Han lingchu was afraid of pain. She patiently said, "I will have little force and won't hurt very much."
Han lingchu's face was almost iron green.
Lin Jiangxia couldn't see it. She got up and said, "nurse, is this massage complicated?"
"It's not complicated. It's just ordinary kneading. He has been lying in bed for so long and his muscles need to be relaxed."
"Let me do it, then I don't have to trouble you." Lin Jiangxia said lightly.
On the hospital bed, Han lingchu's eyes were full of strange light. He was surprised and seemed to open his eyes with a trace of joy to look at Lin Jiangxia.
"Is that ok?" The nurse was surprised.
Lin Jiangxia nodded and said, "don't worry, just give it to me."
The nurse, Han lingchu, who was a little afraid of ferocity, pursed her lips and agreed. She turned and left quickly and closed the door of the ward gently from the outside.
Lin Jiangxia took a deep breath, turned around and sat down beside the hospital bed. His ten fingers crossed and rubbed each other, making the finger joints make a slight click, completely relaxing the joint fascia, and then suddenly dropped his ten fingers on the calf muscles exposed by Han lingchu fruit.
When the skin touched, she seemed to obviously feel Han lingchu's body tightening up.
Even the look looked very nervous.
She kneaded it carefully, raised her eyes and smiled at the corners of her mouth and said, "don't be so nervous, relax."
He seems to have forgotten how to relax. The whole person is still extremely nervous.
When she reached her thighs, Lin Jiangxia's cheeks couldn't help reddening.
Apart from Zhan beiheng, it was the first time she touched the skin of other men.
He repeatedly hinted in his heart that now it is the patient lying in front of him, not a man.
This hint can make her flushed cheeks a little smoother.
"When will you take care of me?" As if he was particularly afraid of losing, Han lingchu asked again.
"I don't know." Lin Jiangxia's movement slowed down a lot, slightly tilted his head and stared at Han lingchu: "at least wait until you fully recover."
Here, in Han lingchu's pale complexion, it seemed that a touch of subtle crimson could be seen.
"If so, I'd rather I never recover well."
Lin Jiangxia frowned and said unhappily, "it's nonsense again."
Han lingchu outlined a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "sometimes I really admire Zhan beiheng. I don't know how much blessing he had in his previous life. Only in this life can a woman like you fall in love with him."
"Women like me are all over the street."
"If it were all over the street, I wouldn't have to suffer so much." Han lingchu spoke quickly.
That made Lin Jiangxia's heart burst.
Suffering, this word, seems to have been used too much.
"If you need me, I can introduce you. I think Ling Chu, you should be returning home soon. You see too few girls. If you contact more, you will find that there are more excellent women in the world than me! " She said, with a faint smile on her mouth: "you really don't have to spend more time on me."
Unconsciously, Li Jiazheng's face appeared in her mind.
Li Jiazheng is probably the representative of women who are even better than her!
"There are definitely more women I see than Xia Xia imagined. It's just... Those women... "Han lingchu lowered his voice, with a trace of displeasure in his tone:" all are staring at my wealth. If they really treat me, how can I lie in the hospital bed now, but only Xiaxia you are willing to accompany me? "
His voice was already full of fatigue.
One day's toss is a little reluctant for a person who has just awakened from a deep coma.
Lin Jiangxia wanted to persuade again. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder outside the window.
Immediately, the big snow beans crackled on the window.
The window was still half open. Lin Jiangxia was afraid that Han lingchu, who was weak, would catch a cold. He got up and went to the window to close the glass window.
When he turned back to the hospital bed, Han lingchu couldn't resist the fatigue. He fell asleep here.
She looked at Han lingchu, who was sleeping and quiet like a child, and couldn't help smiling.
The massage always goes on.
He fell asleep, but let her breathe a sigh of relief, and let her play with him as a full-scale human doll.
The muscles of his limbs were massaged well before he gently covered the quilt for him.
There is no nursing bed in the ward.
It was very late. Lin Jiangxia didn't want to bother the nurse on duty, so he just hid his body on the mobile sofa, leaned his head against the back of the sofa, looked at the snowflakes outside the window, and his heart ached again.
Will the Civil Affairs Bureau go tomorrow?
If you want a divorce, you've said it. How can you not go?
But if you really go, it seems that you will divorce brother Zhan and become a stranger.
Lin Jiangxia's heart hurts like a needle.