Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Qin Heyi knew what Shen Wanci saw, but he didn't even bother to lower his eyelids. "It's okay. It's just a minor injury. Just lie down for two days and it will be fine."

"The gauze wrapped around your chest is soaked with blood. Is there any minor injury?"

Shen Wanci bent down to lift off the thin quilt on Qin Heyi's body. As soon as his fingers touched the corner of the quilt, the man held his hand down. He said helplessly: "Don't be so aggressive as soon as you come up. What if I don't wear pants?" Woolen cloth?"

"..." The palm of his hand was hot, not at normal body temperature at all. Shen Wanci took her hand out and touched his forehead instead: "You have a fever. How long has it been since you had the medicine for your injury?"

The top floor is already hot, there is no air conditioning, there is only a fan blowing.

Not to mention the injured person, even she could not stand the heat even after standing here for several minutes.

Qin Heyi felt weak and lacked energy. He had been in a semi-drowsy state for the past two days. If he hadn't been awakened by the ringing of his cell phone, he would still be sleeping.

After he steeled himself and said these few words, his voice weakened. He lowered his eyelashes and looked like he was about to fall asleep at any moment: "It didn't take long, three days, four days? About a week."

The more Shen Wanci listened, the more annoyed he became, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing.

Qin Heyi's injury must be serious, as can be seen from the size of the blood stains on the gauze.

She took the T-shirt next to her and threw it to him: "Put it on and take you to the hospital."

Qin Heyi's face was covered by the T-shirt, but he didn't reach out to take it away. He didn't know whether it was because he was too lazy or because he was too sick to have any strength.

A muffled voice came from under the cloth: "I won't go to the hospital."

Shen Wanci pulled the clothes off his face angrily, and looked at him with cold eyebrows: "You are burned like this, and your injuries are probably suppurating. You are a tall man of about [-] meters, can you please stop following me?" Are you throwing tantrums like a child?"

She took a breath and turned away: "Get dressed."

A hot hand grasped her fingers hanging by her side. The man's voice was low and hoarse. Although his voice was weak, he was firm: "Wan Ci, you can't go to the hospital."

Shen Wanci didn't react for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Why?"

Qin Heyi looked at her: "Sorry, I can't say."

"It's okay," Shen Wanci reacted, knowing that his injury might be related to the mission. As for why he couldn't go to the hospital, it was probably not safe: "Then I'll take you back to Qin's house?"

His injury can no longer be dealt with casually.

The Qin family should be able to find a doctor who is tight-lipped.

"You can't go back to the Qin family either."

"Then do you have any familiar and trustworthy friends?"

Shen Wanci asked this, but he didn't actually have much hope. If it really happened, he wouldn't live alone in such a place with no one to take care of him, not even anyone to throw out garbage.

unexpected……

Qin Heyi said: "Yes, you."

Shen Wanci: "..."

The man closed his eyes: "If it's inconvenient, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the fortune teller has said since I was a child that I have a good fortune and will live a long life. Look, after so many days, I'm not dead."

"Yeah, he's not dead, but he's about to die," she gritted her teeth and glanced at him, "Can you walk by yourself? Cars can't get in here."

Qin Heyi carelessly touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue: "Yes."

His whole body was weak, his wounds hurt, and it took him a while to get dressed.

Facts have proved that his so-called "can" is heavier than Bo Jingzhou's "he is good". He almost fell over as soon as he got out of bed.

Shen Wanci quickly pulled him with quick eyes and hands, but with her little strength, she could not hold up a strong man. Fortunately, Qin Heyi held on to the wall, which prevented the two of them from falling together.

"Sorry, I slept for too long and my legs are weak."

During the process of going downstairs, most of the man's body weight rested on her, almost forcing Shen Wanci to kneel down.

The sun shone in through the hollow vents in the corridor, making the concrete floor hot.

Shen Wanci was hot and tired, sweat rolled down her forehead and fell on her dark and thick eyelashes.

Afraid of sweat getting into her eyes, she kept her head down and didn't dare to raise it: "Didn't you say you can leave?"

Qin Heyi was tall, with his arms on Shen Wanci's shoulders, and most of his body pressed against her, as if he was holding someone in his arms.

"Well," Qin Heyi's voice was full of endured pain, sweat rolled down his body, his Adam's apple rolled, and his tone was slow and slow: "If I don't leave, can you help me?"

"..."

Makes sense.

Shen Wanci had no way to refute, so he simply said nothing to save his energy.

After finally helping Qin Heyi to the car, she was almost exhausted. It took two tissues to wipe the sweat off her neck and face.

Shen Wanci started the car and adjusted the air volume of the air conditioner to the minimum. It was hot and cold. She was afraid that Qin Heyi would be sick.

Seeing that she was only wiping his own sweat and not caring about his life or death, Qin Heyi wanted to make fun of her, but the journey just now consumed all his mental energy and he quickly fell into a drowsy sleep.

Shen Wanci drove back to Yuting Courtyard.

She originally thought about sending Qin Heyi to the hotel and asking the Bo family doctor to treat his wounds, but after thinking about it, she decided not to do it.

She didn't know if he had offended someone or something. If something happened to him because of this, it would be better not to take him out of the rental house.

Shen Wanci parked the car directly at the door of the main villa, turned around and pushed Qin Heyi up from his sleep: "We're here, get out of the car."

The man opened his eyes, and it took a while for his dazed gaze to focus.

After seeing the environment in front of him clearly, he pursed his thin lips slightly. If he didn't have the strength, he would have tightened his fingers: "Where does Bo Jingzhou live?"

Although it is only a corner, it can be seen from the materials used and the sophistication of the decoration that it is of great value. Even the bricks on the floor have a different luster.

Shen Wanci said "yes".

Qin Heyi raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkening: "Have you reconciled with him?"