I heard I'm going to be unlucky

After all, he was young and had a good foundation. Chen Yuyang recovered quickly from his injuries. The doctor who operated on him at that time was indeed one of the best experts in China. After the plaster cast was removed, Chen Yuyang tried to move his fingers and found that all his fingers could still be moved. At that time, I was greatly relieved. The worst situation now is that I am insensitive, and I will not be disabled.

Zheng Wenhao on the side was not satisfied, and asked with a frown, "Why is it so difficult to move a finger? Doesn't it mean that the operation was successful? This is your success?"

The doctor next to him had no choice but to explain: "The operation was indeed successful, but it usually takes three months for the nerves to heal. At that time, almost all the nerves on the palm side of Young Master Chen were ruptured. Even if healed, some functions may be affected."

Zheng Wenhao's face turned cold, but Chen Yuyang grabbed him and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry so much, isn't the situation going in a better direction now? At least my hands can still move, even if they can't recover, At least it doesn't affect daily life, besides, I am a medical student myself, and I know that the doctors have tried their best this time!"

The doctor next to him was a little grateful to him for hearing this. Private hospitals make a lot of money, but the patients are not so easy to serve. Naturally, everyone is happy when they are cured. Son.

So Zheng Wenhao's face was just a bit ugly, and his aura was a little bit cold. The doctor didn't think it was strange, and even thought it was much better than those patients who would directly touch and yell.

Zheng Wenhao frowned, and knew that no one else could be blamed for this matter. If he wanted to be blamed, he would be blamed for being careless. He knew that Richard would cause trouble, but he thought that others were at least safe in Shangjing. Who would have expected those people to be so bold? !

Thinking of the means he had set up, Zheng Wenhao flashed a cold look in his hands, and asked, "Can Yang Yang be discharged from the hospital now? What needs to be done for the future rehabilitation? Can the house be arranged?"

Seeing the details of his question, the doctor answered carefully, but his opinion is still: "I suggest that daily rehabilitation can be done at home, but at least come over once a week for a check-up. Although Zheng's family has a family doctor, he is not the main one after all. Aspects."

Chen Yuyang understood this, nodded and said, "Good doctor, I will definitely cooperate."

After leaving the hospital, Chen Yuyang looked at Zheng Wenhao's face, saw that he was still cold, couldn't help sighing, reached out to hold his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother, if you keep such a cold face, I will still I thought you didn't want me to leave the hospital."

Zheng Wenhao's expression softened, but he still said, "I just blame myself."

Chen Yuyang shook his head, and raised his hand helplessly to signal: "Brother, you saw it too, I'm really fine, I never blamed you, won't it make me unhappy if you continue like this, if I'm in a bad mood, Maybe the injury will recover slowly."

Zheng Wenhao sighed slightly in his heart, took his hand and put it on his lap, and then said: "I will ask for leave for you at the school first, and I will go back when you feel better."

Chen Yuyang nodded. Although he still doesn't know how his hand will recover and whether it will affect his ability to hold the scalpel in the end, this is the only way to deal with it now.What troubled him was actually Zheng Wenhao's changes during this period, it was fine in front of him, and once in a while he saw him ordering his subordinates, the coldness on his body seemed to be tinged with hostility, which was not what he wanted.

She didn't go home for a long time, and after Chen Yuyang returned, Aunt Lin treated him like a porcelain doll, wishing she could even brush her teeth, wash her face and feed him spoonful after meal.

Of course, Aunt Lin did not do this not because of Chen Yuyang's refusal, but because Zheng Wenhao took the initiative to grasp this part of the task in his hands. Looking at the spoon brought to his mouth, Chen Yuyang only felt that the veins on his forehead were twitching!

Chen Yuyang stretched out his hand to hold down Zheng Wenhao's movements, and said helplessly, "Brother, I can still move my hands, and I can use my own food as a rehabilitation exercise. Besides, one of my hands was injured, and the other hand is still fine."

Zheng Wenhao was particularly stubborn this time, and insisted: "The doctor said, it is not suitable to exercise strenuously now, and exercise for a long time. Let me feed you, otherwise it will be bad if you touch the wound."

Chen Yuyang rolled his eyes, ignored his actions, took a pair of chopsticks with his left hand, and started eating with his left hand, then glanced at his brother: "Brother, eat your own."

I guess he dared to treat Zheng Wenhao like this, but the latter was not angry. He saw that he was really good at using chopsticks with his left hand, but he didn't force him.

After eating, Chen Yuyang's troubles came. His brother turned into a little nurse and served him very thoughtfully. He could still carry snacks and fruits. When he changed to wash and go to sleep at night, he just walked into the bathroom with his clothes. Zheng Wenhao also followed in.

In the huge bathroom, the two big men looked at each other, Chen Yuyang took a deep breath, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

Zheng Wenhao looked upright and righteous, pointed to his palm and said: "The wound has not healed yet, let me wash it for you, so as not to get wet with water is not good."

Chen Yuyang looked at his palm. At that time, in order to prevent it from moving, the doctor put a cast on it. After it was removed, the wound was already a pink scar, so there was no need to avoid water!He raised his hand to make Zheng Wenhao look directly at this fact.

Zheng Wenhao looked at it, and didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he continued: "The bathroom is very stuffy. I don't feel relieved if no one is looking at me. Besides, it's not convenient to wipe my back alone."

Chen Yuyang chuckled, feeling that he could operate with one hand without any problem: "Anyway, I'm not used to taking a bath with other people around, bro, you hurry up, get out, get out!"

Chen Yuyang took advantage of his ability to make trouble without reason, but it was a pity that Zheng Wenhao was unmoved, just looked at him dotingly, and said in a good voice after he finished his anger: "Yangyang, don't worry about those things that have no shadow, There is still a month, I will not make mistakes, my brother is really just worried about you."

Of course Chen Yuyang knew that he was just worried, but the taste changed as soon as he said the words, Chen Yuyang squinted his eyes to look at Zheng Wenhao, looked at it from the beginning to the end, raised his eyebrows deliberately, squinted his eyes and said: "Brother, the hot-blooded boy You are full of blood, what if you can't help it and I can't help it? We can't offend the sacred law!"

Zheng Wenhao suddenly smiled, the smile from the corner of his eyes swept across Chen Yuyang's cheeks with a burning feeling, he suddenly lowered his head, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead, with a lingering ambiguity, it seemed that he would not be able to restrain himself in the next moment It's like taking someone into your arms.But in the end, he also restrained himself. Instead, he stroked his hair and said with a smile: "Yangyang, brother can wait until you are ready. Anyway, after waiting for so many years, it's not bad for a few days."

Before Chen Yuyang could answer, Zheng Wenhao took the initiative to walk out of the bathroom, but he didn't leave the bathroom, and said outside: "Yangyang, I'm outside, if it's inconvenient, just call me."

Chen Yuyang touched his hot forehead and felt that his cheeks were also extremely hot. He quickly closed the bathroom door and complained in his heart: His brother has endured it for so many years. It will not directly become a turtle essence!

But he just dared to complain in his heart. If he really said it in front of his brother, who knows if it will directly cause the guy outside to become a beast because of his self-esteem!

Comparing his little arm, Chen Yuyang deeply felt that if he really took that step at that time, he would have to be the one at the bottom. As for pressing people?He shivered for a moment, feeling that the scene was a little too difficult to describe!

When it was time to wash it, Chen Yuyang realized that the inconvenience of one hand would indeed cause big trouble. The main reason was that he was not used to it. Fortunately, it was not impossible to wash it, otherwise he would really have to call someone in.

After taking a bumpy shower and getting dressed, as soon as Chen Yuyang opened the door, he saw his brother sitting on the toilet, and when he opened the door, he stood up. I have to say that the scene was quite joyful.

Chen Yuyang chuckled, but Zheng Wenhao himself didn't care. He came over and pulled him out, pushed him on the table and began to brush his hair. He was more serious and careful than before, which made Chen Yuyang feel a little uncomfortable again.

Obviously they were so close before, but now the occasional small gestures are full of indescribable ambiguity!

Zheng Wenhao seemed to notice his discomfort. After wiping, he suddenly lowered his head and blew behind his ear, and waited for Chen Yuyang to scream, covered his ears and jumped up, before innocently saying, "There are broken hairs on it."

Chen Yuyang glared at him, expressing his disbelief in what he said. He obviously didn't cut his hair at all. How could there be broken hair? This guy must have deliberately made trouble. Whoever said it so honestly just now turned out to be less than half Hours changed.

Zheng Wenhao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions at all. When he came back from the hospital, he didn't plan to have another room, and Chen Yuyang didn't refuse either. He obediently climbed into bed, and saw Zheng Wenhao coming over with water as soon as he lay down.

"Drink some water after taking a bath, it's good for your health." Zheng Wenhao said with a smile, and handed him the warm water in his hand.

Chen Yuyang took two sips, couldn't help raising his head and said: "Brother, can't you be the same as before, I'm so used to it now!"

Zheng Wenhao raised his eyebrows, put down his water glass and asked, "Why, did your brother treat you badly before?"

Chen Yuyang smiled and said: "It's good or bad, but it's not such a good way. I always feel that now you are almost treating me like a glass doll, and I'm not as relaxed as before."

Zheng Wenhao paused slightly, reached out and stroked his half-dried hair, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

After finishing speaking, he took out the medical magazine in his hand, and said lightly: "Then don't waste your eyes now, you have to get up early tomorrow morning, don't go to bed too late."

Chen Yuyang shrugged, and had no objection to this. After lying down, he naturally rolled into Zheng Wenhao's arms. Zheng Wenhao embraced him, carefully avoiding his injured hand, obviously still a little concerned.

Chen Yuyang sighed, and suddenly put his hand on Zheng Wenhao's heart, and then said with a smile: "Okay, it's warm here, and you won't be afraid of being pressed if you sleep like this."

Zheng Wenhao groaned, and after a while, Chen Yuyang said in a daze: "Brother, even if I can't be a doctor anymore, I won't blame you, and I won't feel regretful, this is my truth."

Zheng Wenhao sighed, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Go to sleep."