The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

"I don't need your coaxing," Han Yingying wiped her tears, her voice still choked with sobs: "Fang Minglang, in order to express my gratitude to you, I will always take care of you from today on."

Fang Minglang chuckled: "It's not that serious."

"Of course," Han Yingying took a step forward: "If it weren't for you, not only would I have lost my innocence, my reputation would have been ruined, and I would have been unable to study. What you saved was not only my innocence, but also my future life. You don’t know how grateful I am to you.”

Fang Minglang nodded: "I can understand your feelings, but I am also a doctor. It is a doctor's nature to treat illnesses and save people. I have not only saved yourself, so you really don't need to be too stressed..."

"I'm different," Han Yingying interrupted him with a firm look on her face: "They paid for medical treatment. I received your favor in vain and let you get hurt because of me. So, no matter what, I must do it." repay you."

Fang Minglang:...

"Do you have to repay me?"

Han Yingying nodded: "I have to repay you!"

"Then...I may not be able to leave the hospital these days, and you won't go to school?"

"I'll take a leave of absence and go back to borrow notes from my classmates. I'll also find someone to help me make up classes."

Fang Minglang shook his head and smiled: "You are not a big man, but you have a quite stubborn temper."

"My grandpa said you can't owe anyone a favor, because it's the hardest thing to repay a favor. I already owe you your kindness, and it's impossible to repay it, so I can only try my best to make up for it."

Fang Minglang looked at her stubborn and determined look and smiled warmly: "It's up to you. If you come over next time, bring a book. If you don't know anything, you can ask me and I'll teach you."

Han Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Okay."

When Fang Shuyu came back from seeing someone off, Han Yingying was peeling apples for Fang Minglang.

She walked over and said, "Yingying, stop being busy and give it to me."

"Grandma Fang, don't worry about it, just leave it to me."

Fang Shuyu wanted to say something else, but Fang Minglang stopped her: "Aunt, let Yingying come."

Fang Shuyu looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Fang Minglang smiled and lowered his voice: "If she doesn't let her do something, this matter will always be in her heart."

Fang Shuyu understood what Fang Mingliang meant and said nothing more.

"Your mother will arrive this afternoon. I'll go back later and buy some groceries. I have to prepare to catch her."

"Thank you for your hard work, auntie."

Fang Shuyu didn't stay long and went back first.

With Han Yingying here to take care of her, she felt relieved. She told Han Yingying that if Fang Minglang needed help with any physical work, go to the next door ward to ask his male family members for help. Fang Shuyu had already given the other party some money, and the other party agreed. help.

After Fang Shuyu left, Han Yingying sat beside the hospital bed, staring at Fang Minglang, making Fang Minglang's body hairy.

"Yingying, how about... can you find something to do?"

Han Yingying looked around and said, "If you need anything from me, just arrange it for me."

"No, I mean, you don't have to look at me all the time."

"I..." Han Yingying raised her hand and scratched her eyebrows. In fact, she felt a little constrained. After all, it was awkward for a man and a woman to sit face to face all the time: "Then what should I... do?"

Fang Minglang smiled: "Go to the doctor's office and borrow a simpler medical book to read."

"Okay, then wait for me," Han Yingying went to the doctor honestly and borrowed a book to read.

Now the space for only two people felt comfortable.

Fang Minglang was also reading. He felt Han Yingying glance at him from time to time. He put down the book and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

"These knowledge points... I don't understand very well."

Fang Minglang nodded: "Come here, let me take a look."

Han Yingying came over and pointed it out to Fang Minglang: "This is a surgery book. You haven't learned any of this yet. What this means is..."

Fang Minglang explained in detail, and Han Yingying listened attentively at first, but when she nodded and glanced at Fang Minglang accidentally, she realized that the distance between the two at this moment... was so close.

She smelled the faint... fragrance again when she was putting clothes on her body yesterday.

Very few men make themselves smell so good, and the fragrance is not pungent at all, it is the kind of fragrance that is elegant and refreshing.

Moreover, Fang Minglang is so good-looking, his face is so fair and clean, there is no dirt on his face, his eyes are big, his eyelashes are very curled, and even his voice is very nice...

"understand?"

Han Yingying:......

It's over, I didn't hear the next sentence.

She blushed and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Seeing that Han Yingying didn't understand at all, Fang Minglang shook his head and chuckled, raised his hand, and patted her head: "It's okay, you are only a freshman and still young. You can only learn these things in your junior year. Don't rush, take your time. ”

The moment his hand touched the top of her head, Han Yingying's body stiffened and she held her breath for a while.

Fang Minglang didn't notice anything, so he withdrew his hand and asked her to read it slowly. If he didn't expect to understand immediately, it was just a preview.

Han Yingying's heart beat like a drum hammer and she sat back down.

The two of them read the book separately for a while. Han Yingying really couldn't read it, so she simply put down the book and got up to pour him a glass of water.

When Fang Minglang was about to pick it up, Han Yingying had already handed the water glass to his lips.

Fang Minglang's hand paused in mid-air, and then he took it back to get the cup himself: "Give it to me, I'll do it myself."

"Didn't you get a cut on your arm yesterday? Don't use force. I think Grandma Fang feeds you. Don't be polite to me. Just drink."

Fang Minglang still took the cup: "My aunt feels sorry for me too much, so don't imitate her. The scratch on the arm is very light, so it's okay."

He held the cup himself, took a few sips, and then put the cup down again.

Han Yingying also sat back again, closed the book, and placed it directly on the bedside table: "I can't read this book, so I won't read it."

"Well, then you can do whatever you want to pass the time."

Han Yingying nodded, "Are your eyes tired from reading? Why don't you chat with me for a while?"

Fang Minglang put the book on his knees: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"You are not young yet, why haven't you found a girlfriend to get married yet? It's because..." She hesitated for a moment, then asked her doubts: "You don't like girls..."

Fang Minglang raised his hand and tapped her forehead: "No need to guess anymore, my orientation is okay and I like the opposite sex."

Han Yingying stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, um... I'm just curious. Generally, boys your age have already been married long ago and have several children, but why are you still alone? No. What about meeting someone you like? Or... you have someone you like, but you can’t get it?”