However, Yan Sui himself did not care, but Jiujiu cared a lot. Her man should stand at the top and enjoy the admiration of thousands of people, not sit in a wheelchair and be taken care of no matter what.
Jiujiu would not complain about the hard work of taking care of Yan Sui, but when she thought of Yan Sui losing both of his legs, her heart would feel particularly uncomfortable.
Jiujiu looked at Yan Sui again and said, "I will definitely cure you."
Yan Sui raised his hand again and pinched Jiujiu's cheek. He chuckled and said, "Okay, then I will wait for Wan 'er to cure my legs."
Jiujiu nodded vigorously and revealed a brilliant smile to Yan Sui.
Yan Sui finally woke up. After chatting with Jiujiu for a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
After Yan Sui fell asleep, Jiujiu turned around to take care of the affairs.
After taking care of the affairs, Jiujiu swallowed the food that had already cooled down. Then, she went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, preparing to take care of Yan Sui's personal life.
The heater was on in the ward, so it was not very cold. Jiujiu did not have to worry about Yan Sui catching a cold. First, she soaked the towel in hot water and wrung it dry. Then, she quickly lifted Yan Sui's quilt, unbuttoned his clothes, and used the towel to wipe Yan Sui's body bit by bit.
Jiujiu had always known that her man was exceptionally perfect in every aspect.
Even though he had been in a coma for more than half a month, Yan Sui's figure was still so perfect. His wheat-colored skin was as alluring as chocolate, and his abs were the same. He was simply too perfect.
As usual, after Jiujiu finished wiping Yan Sui's chest and was about to wipe his arms, Yan Sui's arms, which were originally drooping due to his sleep, suddenly moved. Then, Jiujiu and Yan Sui's eyes suddenly opened and met each other.
He felt his body turn cold and saw the hot towel in Jiujiu's hand.
Just as Jiujiu was racking her brains to think of an explanation, Yan Sui's originally white cheeks suddenly turned red.
Yan Sui's skin was a beautiful wheat-colored, but because he had been lying in the hospital for half a month, his skin had become even fairer. Therefore, his blush was particularly obvious, spreading from his cheeks to his ears and then to his neck.
Jiujiu: "…"
Yan Sui pursed her lips and said softly, "Wan 'er, call the housekeeper in."
Jiujiu shook her head. "The housekeeper has already gone back."
Before Yan Sui could continue to ask, Jiujiu directly asked all the questions that Yan Sui wanted to ask, "Dad, are you shy?"
Yan Sui lowered his eyes. "You're already a big girl. Moreover, we're not related by blood. You should call the housekeeper back to help me clean up."
Jiujiu shook her head firmly. "Now, except for myself, I don't trust anyone. Dad, don't worry and let me take care of you. Moreover, if it weren't for you, I would have died outside. Just treat it as me fulfilling my filial piety in advance."
Jiujiu said something that did not mean what she said. Then, she quickly took off Yan Sui's coat and helped him wipe his body bit by bit.
As the hot towel swept across his body, Yan Sui's originally red cheeks turned even redder. When Jiujiu finished wiping his body, Yan Sui's whole body was as red as a boiled crab.
Jiujiu chuckled in her heart, but her face was serious. After finding a clean set of clothes for Yan Sui, she covered Yan Sui with a cup and went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Listening to the sound of water splashing from the bathroom, the heat on Yan Sui's cheeks faded little by little. Then, he slowly closed his eyes.
When Jiujiu came out of the bathroom, Yan Sui had fallen asleep again.
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Listening to Yan Sui's steady breathing, Jiujiu raised her hand and brushed away Yan Sui's messy hair, revealing Yan Sui's incomparably handsome face. She softly murmured, "I won't let anyone hurt you."
As if making an oath, Jiujiu lowered her head and kissed Yan Sui's cheek. Then, she asked Whitey to set up a barrier. Only then did she lie down on the small bed next to Yan Sui and close her eyes.
Early the next morning, Jiujiu got up and went to the small kitchen to prepare breakfast for Yan Sui.
Yan Sui had just woken up and had not eaten anything for half a month. Now, he could only eat something that was easier to digest.
Jiujiu prepared minced meat porridge for Yan Sui.
Jiujiu had already washed the rice and soaked it in the water last night. But now, it had been soaked for more than six hours.
She put the rice into the pot, added the cooked bone broth, boiled it on high heat, and then simmered it on low heat. Then, she put the minced pork into the pot. After the minced pork changed color, she boiled it for a while. Then, she added a small amount of salt to taste and dripped a drop of sesame oil. A fragrant minced meat porridge was ready.
Jiujiu put two pillows behind Yan Sui's back and let Yan Sui sit on the bed. Then, she fed him the porridge spoon by spoon.
The porridge cooked by Jiujiu was fragrant, soft, and sticky. Even Yan Sui, who had eaten countless delicacies, liked it very much.
After Jiujiu fed Yan Sui a small bowl, she put away the bowl and chopsticks. Only then did the housekeeper come in late.
Looking at Jiujiu who was wiping Yan Sui's mouth, the housekeeper said in surprise, "Young Master, have you eaten?"
Yan Sui nodded, "Wan 'er made it."
Smelling the smell of minced meat porridge in the room, the housekeeper swallowed his saliva silently.
When Yan Sui saw the housekeeper, he said directly, "I'm almost recovered. Housekeeper, get ready. I want to be discharged."
As soon as Yan Sui said this, the housekeeper repeatedly stopped him, "Young Master, you've only been awake for two days. How can you be discharged? You have to rest for at least three to five days."
The housekeeper naturally knew that Yan Sui was worried about the company, but now, his health should be more important than the company.
Moreover, when he thought of Yan Sui's legs, the housekeeper couldn't help but worry.
Although Yan Sui's management of the company didn't test his legs, if a family head didn't have legs, he wouldn't be able to convince the public. Thinking of this, the housekeeper was worried again.
Yan Sui directly refused the housekeeper's stop, "I'm already recovered. Find a doctor and prepare to be discharged. Housekeeper, prepare clothes for me. I want to go to the company."
Seeing that Yan Sui had made up his mind, the housekeeper turned to look at Jiujiu, wanting to let Jiujiu stop Yan Sui.
However, to the housekeeper's surprise, Jiujiu didn't stop Yan Sui. Instead, she began to pack, completely obeying Yan Sui's wishes.
Seeing that both Jiujiu and Yan Sui were going to be discharged, the housekeeper had no choice but to turn around and make arrangements.
Soon, Yan Sui changed into a black suit and left the hospital in a wheelchair.
Yan Sui's legs were already in plaster. Because of the cold weather, Jiujiu covered Yan Sui's legs with a soft blanket to keep him warm.
Yan Sui's handsome face was still a little pale, and even his lips had turned pinkish white. He looked particularly haggard in the wheelchair.
However, it didn't affect Yan Sui's appearance at all. Yan Sui didn't look haggard at all. Instead, he was as perfect as a vampire duke in ancient times who couldn't see the sun.
Yan Sui's decision to be discharged from the hospital was particularly sudden. Therefore, when Yan Sui arrived at the company, Yan Ze was stunned. He stared blankly as Jiujiu pushed the wheelchair and followed Yan Sui into the office.
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