you are a star

After Qiao Nan was hospitalized, the other wards on the top floor were emptied, and other patients were transferred to other floors, which were guarded by bodyguards inside and out.

So even in the early morning when the doctor makes rounds, the entire floor is quiet and the sound of needles dropping can be heard.

The nurse estimated the timing of the drip, knocked lightly on the door twice, opened the door and went in. Once in the room, she saw Qiao Nan turning sideways and making a silent gesture to her.

Only then did the nurse see Liang Feicheng lying beside her, who seemed to be asleep, and subconsciously lowered her footsteps.

As soon as Qiao Nan finished doing that to the nurse, he felt the hand holding her waist tighten a bit.

Her body stiffened instinctively.

Originally, there was still a little distance between her and Liang Feicheng, but now her forehead was pressed against his chin.

He didn't seem to have shaved this morning, stubble appeared on his chin, and when he put it on suddenly, his forehead was a little itchy, she moved away a little, but Liang Feicheng's hand holding her tightened a bit tighter.

And his head lowered accordingly, imprisoning her in his arms, Qiao Nan blinked, and his eyelashes swept across his neck.

However, when Liang Feicheng lowered his head, his thin lips brushed her forehead unintentionally.

This scene is not something ordinary people can see. The nurse blushed and her heart beat, her adrenaline soared, and she quickly changed the infusion bottle.

Before she went out, Qiao Nan reminded her in a low voice: "You don't need to knock on the door when you come in and pull out the needle later, and no one else will be there until San Shao wakes up."

The nurse nodded, closed the door and went out.

"Liang Feicheng?" Qiao Nan called his name in a low voice, but he didn't respond, probably because he didn't wake up. It seems that the actions just now were all done unconsciously.

She was held in his arms, her sight was blocked, her shadow was heavy.

She didn't feel sleepy at all, but thinking that Liang Feicheng probably didn't sleep for a long time last night, she tricked him into wanting to sleep.

Facts proved that he was tired and fell asleep not long after laying down, but the hand holding her never let go.

But being hugged by him at this moment, if she makes any movements, she will probably wake him up, so she can't do anything now, she's extremely bored, and drowsy.

……

Also early in the morning, a low-key and luxurious black car slowly drove into the villa area of ​​Haoting Yipin.

When Yu Xianli walked outside the gate of the villa, he was stopped by the tall iron gate. The guard didn't even dare to look at him. Seeing his car approaching from a distance, he quickly lowered his head.

Lao Tzu was stopped outside the house by his son, how many people would laugh at this word? !
Yu Xianli's face was sullen, his gray temples trembled a few times, but he knew he was wrong, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The call was made to Assistant Zou. He knew that Yu Wenzhou was probably still sleeping at this time, and he understood his son's anger when he got up, so don't worsen the relationship between the two of them.

When Assistant Zou received the call, he hurried out to greet him, biting the bullet.

"Mr. Yu, why are you here?"

"Wenzhou is still sleeping?"

Yu Xianli pushed aside Assistant Zou who seemed to be respectful in front of him but was blocking him overtly and secretly, and strode in.

Seeing that he had already entered the gate, Assistant Zou murmured in his heart, "It's not that I didn't stop him, it was Mr. Yu who forced his way in. There's nothing I can do about it, and the boss can't blame me either."

After brainwashing himself, Assistant Zou followed Yu Xianli and led him to the living room.

Yu Wenzhou's villa didn't hire servants, only hourly workers. Since Yu Wenzhou was recuperating at home, the hourly workers came after ten o'clock. There were no servants in the house at the moment. Assistant Zou went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea.

"I heard from the family doctor that he has a bit of a cold. Is it because he jumped into the lake with Qiao Nan yesterday?"

The wrinkled assistant shook his hands, almost scalded by the hot tea, and answered bravely, "It seems to be."

As soon as he put the teacup in front of Yu Xianli, he stood up and walked upstairs.

Just as Assistant Zou was about to stop him, Yu Xianli glanced back at him. Assistant Zou accurately received the warning and threat, and immediately shut up.

Yesterday, shortly after Yu Wenzhou came back, he felt light-headed and had a stuffy nose, but luckily the symptoms were not serious.

This would never have happened in the past, but he had a car accident and was confined at home all day, so his resistance has dropped a bit.

So this time he slept so deeply that he didn't even notice that there was a person standing beside the bed.

Yu Xianli did not turn on the light when he entered the room, the curtains of the room were drawn tightly, and he couldn't see his fingers, it was no different from night time.

He took out his mobile phone and walked in lightly.

He didn't dare to turn on the flashlight for fear of waking him up by shaking his eyes, so he approached Yu Wenzhou with the faint light of the screen.

Mr. Yu, who is admired outside, has never been so cautious, but in the end he is just a father at home.

He stood by the bed and looked at the head of the bed through the light.

At first he didn't see Yu Wenzhou, but he stretched out his hand and gently pulled the corner of the quilt, and took a photo with his mobile phone, only to find Yu Wenzhou's head under the quilt.

He frowned, what kind of sleeping position is this, won't it suffocate?
But after this thought crossed his mind, he felt a little more indebted.

As a father, he doesn't even know what his son looks like when he sleeps.

He took a look at the bed, and from the arc under the quilt, he could guess that Wenzhou was lying curled up on the bed.

The heart was stabbed unexpectedly.

Yu Xianli's eye circles were a few inches red. He also studied psychology at the beginning, so he knew that this sleeping position was due to lack of security.

Wenzhou lost his mother when he was young, and later he went abroad selfishly because he couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart, leaving him in the country, his personality would be flawed, and he was duty bound.

He has neglected to take care of his son since he was a child, and he rarely suffers from headaches and brain fever, but he has had limbs and limbs broken, but he has never heard him talk about it, and he has heard it all from the housekeeper.

Yu Xianli silently felt the sour self-blame and guilt in his heart.

He gently folded the quilt, exposing half of Yu Wenzhou's head, and he was standing in a position where he could see where he was injured before.

The stitches had been removed, and a wound half the length of his thumb had been snapped shut.

His hair has grown a bit, and his hair color is not black, but a color between black and chocolate,

The first impression in Yu Xianli's mind was that it looked like a taro.

He cautiously stretched out his hand to touch Yu Wenzhou's head, the hair he touched was a bit hard, but it was very similar to his temper, in the same vein.

Just when his hand was about to touch Yu Wenzhou's wound, Yu Wenzhou suddenly woke up.