Chapter 63
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Jiang Stops had lived for more than 30 years. This was the first time someone had pulled him to the bedside and whispered, "I really want to come and see you." He was stunned at that moment.
The soundproofing of the suite was very good. The KTV downstairs was almost completely isolated. Only the table lamp on the desk emitted a faint yellow light, which dyed the bedding, pillows, and the clean bathrobe on his body a light cream color.
Yan Ji stared at Jiang Stops. There seemed to be a deep glimmer in his eyes.
"… Are you crazy?" Jiang Stops finally squeezed out such a sentence. "Who discharged you?"
Yan Ji said, "I did it myself. The stitches are almost healed. If you don't believe me, you can take a look." As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his T-shirt. The traces of the stitches were quite obvious on his strong abdominal muscles. There was a piece of transparent adhesive on the incision.
Jiang Stops' mouth immediately twitched. He recognized that it was a relatively advanced biological tape for post-operative healing and scar removal. It was not easy to get this kind of thing in the county hospital, so Yan Ji must have asked someone from Jianning to drive to Jiang Yang with medical equipment to pick him up. It was pure nonsense to say that he had driven for four or five hours with an injury.
"Did I cut it beautifully?" Yan Ji's eyes showed a playful smile.
Jiang Stops did not answer this topic. "It's not suitable for you to recover here. You should go home."
But as soon as he got up, Yan Ji pulled him back to the bedside by the hand. "But I don't want to go."
"Why?"
"I haven't seen enough." Yan Ji whispered, "I still want to stay here and look at you."
Jiang Stops's muscles were always relaxed and he was too lazy to make any expression. At this moment, there was an indescribably complicated expression on his face. But he couldn't pull his hand out of Yan Ji's hot palm, and he couldn't keep holding the bathrobe in the same position. The two of them were in a deadlock for a while. Jiang Stops couldn't help but say, "What exactly are you …"
There was no beginning or end, but Yan Ji understood what he wanted to say. He immediately interrupted, "I can't explain it clearly. It's just what you think."
Jiang Stops said, "You're just blindly trusting others when you're in a desperate situation. I suggest that you understand the two-factor theory of emotions. Physiological arousal and emotional cognition should be two different factors. When these two are wrongly linked, your brain will naturally produce the illusion of heartbeat or electrocution … "
"I don't want to know," the smile in Yan Ji's eyes deepened, and he whispered in his ear, "Are you dating, Captain Jiang?"
Jiang Stops: "…"
At that moment, someone knocked on the door. Yang Mei's voice came, "Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang? "
Yan Ji's eyelids twitched. In an instant, Jiang Stops pulled his hand back and stood up.
"Are you asleep?"
She turned the knob, as if she wanted to push the door open. Then Jiang Stops shouted, "Don't come in!"
Yang Mei's movements stopped.
The atmosphere was slightly tense. Yan Ji kept winking at Jiang Stops, but the latter just ignored it and stood behind the door, "What's the matter?"
Yang Mei was a little hesitant, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"You eat by yourself. I have some information to study."
"Then … I'll ask someone to cook porridge and bring it in for you?"
Jiang Stops said, "Okay." Then he reached out and opened the door.
Yan Xue didn't expect him to open the door without even greeting him. In that instant, he hesitated for about half a second between hurriedly hiding and openly greeting him. Then, he bowed like a conditioned reflex and hid inside the bed. Then, he heard Yang Mei's exhortation from the door.
"Be careful, it's hot, eat it while it's hot …"
"Well, you can go do your thing."
The door closed with a click. Jiang Stops put the bowl of porridge on the desk and asked, "Where is she?"
Yan Ji suddenly stood up, "That's why I'm wondering what kind of relationship you have with her. You can open the door whenever you want … Ouch!" Yan Ji was suddenly dizzy. He couldn't help holding the bed.
Jiang Stops, "What's wrong with you?"
"… I was in a hurry to see you. I didn't eat dinner …"
Jiang Stops's cheek muscles, which were a little nervous, suddenly relaxed. The corner of his eyes twitched slightly. After a while, he knocked the edge of the bowl with a spoon and said, "Then you eat this bowl of porridge."
Although it was called porridge, it was actually very thick. Yang Mei asked the chef to cook it carefully with fresh shrimp, fish, scallops, egg yolks and so on. From the choice of ingredients, Yang Mei really adhered to the simple health philosophy of the majority of the working people: only choose the expensive ones, not the right ones. The more expensive the better. The more expensive the better.
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