minister under clothes

Not only Lu Qingyi's fair skin was injured in this fire, but also his most eye-catching long hair.

Most of the tail end was scorched from the heat, making it unsightly and inconvenient to clean and treat.

After his condition eased, Yan Tou finally obtained the consent of the attending physician and hired a barber to handle it for him.

During the period, there was only the crisp sound of scissors, and no one spoke.

Yan Tou focused and nervously looked at Lu Qingyi's expression, afraid that he would be unhappy because of it, but Lu Qingyi just sat haggardly on the stool, supported by a nurse, with calm eyes.

Half an hour later, the fashionable and refreshing short hair was born.

Yan Tou sent away the irrelevant people, and only walked up to Lu Qingyi with a smile after the ward was cleaned up: "It's pretty nice."

The long hair in the past was intoxicatingly gorgeous, but the current appearance reminded him of his teenage lover. Lu Qingyi's face, which was too thin due to illness, became young and even extremely green.

"Really? It's easy." Lu Qingyi also curled the corners of his mouth.

There are countless bandages all over his body, and the broken bones are supported by special tools. The whole person is horrific, but the white neck exposed by the disappearance of long hair makes Yan Tou couldn't help reaching out and stroking: "In this way, I will like."

When I touched it, my hands were wet and sweaty.

Lu Qingyi smiled wryly: "My wound is very painful, can I have another painkiller injection?"

"How can I do that, I'm not a little girl, bear with it." Yan Tou pretended to be calm and carried him back to the hospital bed to lie down, his heart was clenched, but he couldn't bear to give him any more drugs with severe side effects.

Lu Qingyi said grace, but didn't make any noise: "...then I'll sleep."

He couldn't fall asleep, the gauze was soaked in sweat from the pain, how could he fall asleep peacefully.

Yan Tou sat on the side of the bed and gently held his bandage-wrapped hand, almost unable to think of comforting words.

"Are you going to cure the disease? See if he can't sleep for a few days, will the wound heal? What about the next operation!" All the pressure can only be vented to the doctor in the end.

The attending physician carefully looked through the medical records, unmoved: "Mr. Yan, this is New York, and this is already the best medical condition in the world. No matter how dissatisfied you are, I am afraid only God can help you."

Yan breathed and said: "Then what should I do, should I just watch him suffer?"

"The wound will heal slowly, but pain is inevitable." The doctor said: "The only thing you can do is to support and encourage the patient and make him feel happy."

Yan Tou frowned.

After the accident, Lu Qingyi, who didn't talk much, talked even less. He was weak and in a trance, and there were countless troubles. How could he be happy?

The doctor earnestly said: "If you are really worried, I can continue to make an exception and let his relatives come to visit."

"He has no relatives, I am his relatives." Yan Tou answered angrily, frowning even tighter.

Spring has unknowingly enveloped this gorgeous city, and the affluent Upper East Side is full of gorgeous new clothes.

Yan Tou, who hadn't cared about himself for a long time, looked very haggard, but his momentum remained unchanged. He entered the gate of the high-end club with a cold face, and was immediately warmly received by the waiters.

Of course, the situation in front of him does not allow him to enjoy himself. He is here to find someone, someone he thinks he will never be in contact with in his life.

Lu Yuelou was in a private room listening to the winemaker introduce the expensive red wine in his hand, when he suddenly saw Yan Shenming's precious son breaking in, he motioned for the wine to be poured.

"No need, I can't drink due to my injury." Yan Tou sat down with his arms supported, and looked at this man seriously.

She is much more ordinary than I imagined, only more handsome than ordinary people, but definitely not as perfect as my mother, only the lips holding the glass cup are [-]% similar to Lu Qingyi's, with clean color and full vision.

Feeling his gaze, Lu Yuelou smiled awkwardly: "What can you do with me?"

"Are you just enjoying yourself like this every day?" Yan Tou was really puzzled.

How could Lu Yuelou say so much to a child: "This has nothing to do with you."

Yan Tou coughed lightly, and went straight to the point: "I came here to invite you to visit Tsing Yi. You should know that he was seriously injured and almost lost his life."

Lu Yuelou sighed: "I've heard from Shen Ming a long time ago that I want to visit too, but you haven't seen his attitude towards me. I don't want him to get angry and get worse, understand?"

"It's you who don't understand." Yan Tou said, "You never know how important you are to Tsing Yi."

Lu Yuelou said, "He hates me."

Yan Tou asked: "Without love, how can there be hatred?"

Lu Yuelou was silent.

"Grandpa Lu is dead. You were never obsessed with the reason like Tsing Yi. Tsing Yi was critically ill, and you refused to show your face. If your relatives mean nothing to you, then I didn't say anything about today's request." Yan Said coldly.

Lu Yuelou put down the goblet, with a pained expression on his face: "Of course I also want a warm home and my lovely family, but then... I can't want my lover. I don't even know how I am. The choice is right or wrong, but since you choose, you have no right to look back."

Yan Tou lowered his eyelashes: "You once left Tsing Yi with a puppy. He raised it for more than ten years. When the puppy died, he couldn't cry more sadly."

"... I remember, it was a Samoyed. He refused to leave when he saw it in the pet store." Lu Yuelou smiled.

"He treats dogs like this, but what about people?" Yan Tou said softly, "Qing Yi has never been a happy person. Most of his unhappiness is caused by his parents."

Hearing this, Lu Yuelou fell silent.

Yan Tou went on to say: "Now Tsing Yi's condition is very bad, I just hope you can care about him, visit him, let him see your fragility and regret, and let him relax some tight knots in his heart."

Lu Yuelou thought for a long time and said, "Okay, I'll go."

Yan Tou let out a sigh of relief.

"It's not an accident, is it? It has something to do with your mother, right?" Lu Yuelou mentioned this inexplicably: "I warned him a long time ago, but he still didn't take precautions."

Yan Tou lowered his face: "Please don't speculate."

Lu Yuelou smiled: "Actually, do you know that the relationship between your father and I is like that between you and Tsing Yi. We have known each other since we were very young. The reason for today's tragedy is because we are irresponsible. Choosing marriage, but escaping irresponsibly, I hope you and Tsing Yi will not repeat our mistakes."

"You...don't mind us being together?" Yan Tou asked.

"Whether I mind or not." Lu Yuelou poured himself some red wine.

"Leaving a wife you don't love may be your freedom, but abandoning your own child, regardless of it, is a big mistake." Yan Tou couldn't help scolding Lu Qingyi.

"I heard that you also have a young son, how do you treat him?" Lu Yuelou's eyes were sad: "Comrades are destined to have no crystallization of love, how do you treat the next generation born of mistakes, is it not wrong?"