Part 2: Love Buried by Time (Part 2)

"Miss Jing." Zhuang Yan had already spotted her and said hello to her.

Jing Yu found that his face had relaxed a lot now, and his mood also relaxed a little, "Is the operation finished?"

"Yeah. It's just over."

"Did your internal organs get hurt?"

"The intestines were slightly damaged and have been repaired."

Jing Yu frowned, "The intestinal recovery cycle is usually very slow. I can't eat for more than half a month. You should also pay attention to whether there are any abnormalities in the anastomosis at any time. Anti-inflammation is indispensable every day."

"Well, the doctor just explained everything."

"That's good." After hearing what Zhuang Yan said, Jing Yu nodded, hesitated, and asked, "Then...is he awake now?"

"I don't know yet. If Miss Jing is worried, it's better to go up and have a look yourself." Zhuang Yan looked at her with a smile, "Sir, if he sees Miss Jing, the wound will definitely heal faster."

Jing Yu felt that this solemnity was also glib. What's the difference between her and Yu Zeyao?

"Then I'll go up and have a look." Jing Yu looked at Zhuang Yan's smiling face, pursed his lips, and added in embarrassment: "My roommate is still waiting for me at home. It's getting late now, I have to hurry up. go back."

After saying this, I regretted it again. This explanation is really redundant. It sounds like he has a guilty conscience at all.

She was annoyed that she was too unstable. Without saying anything else to Zhuang Yan, he went directly upstairs. Zhuang Yan was behind him, seemingly unintentionally, but clearly intentionally reminding: "Miss Jing, the bedroom you slept in last time is my husband's bedroom. You can just open the door and go in."

Jing Yu's heart wavered and rippled. When I woke up that day and saw the furnishings and scale of the room, I had vaguely guessed it, but now I heard Zhuang Yan say this and it was certain. How could a man as cautious and cold and arrogant as him dare to bring her directly into his master bedroom without warning when he brought a woman back for the first time?

She said that she was very special to him, but she couldn't convince herself to accept this idea. It would be more convincing to say that he did it on a whim.

She thought, maybe it was just a whim!

On a whim, he wanted to play a babysitting game with her, so he took her into his bedroom on a whim.

Jing Yu thought this way,

I feel my thoughts are much brighter. Go upstairs, push open the door of the master bedroom, and go straight in.

Inside, Yu Zeyao was not awake yet, just lying quietly on the bed. She wore nothing on her upper body, and the thin quilt covered her chest, exposing her strong and tempting chest. One arm was pressed on the quilt, and the other hand was on the bedside, infusing fluids.

Jing Yu glanced at him, his eyes passing over his chest, and he unconsciously recalled the ambiguous scene between him and him in the car. His face was still hot, his lips and tongue were hot.

It's all good, why are you thinking about this when you have nothing to do?

She was embarrassed. No longer daring to look around, he just dropped his eyes to the bedside and glanced at the large amount of medicine left by the doctor. I checked them one by one and confirmed that there were no problems before putting them back again.

After taking the medicine, he was bored. It was already past 8 o'clock and he still didn't wake up. Jing Yu unconsciously lowered his eyes to his face. The way he slept peacefully was extremely calm. His facial features were three-dimensional and heroic, and he exuded an aristocratic elegance. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would probably be difficult to associate a person with such a temperament with words like "underworld" and "fire merge".

After all the previous experiences between his father and the Liang family, Jing Yu subconsciously did not want to have anything to do with 'illegal' anymore - it would not have any good consequences.

She was thinking randomly, and out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the coat she had just put on him casually placed on the other side of the bed. Jing Yu didn't think much, he leaned forward slightly and crossed his arms to take the coat over him.

As soon as his hand touched the clothes, before he could take it back, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

His palms were cold, as if they had been soaked in ice. Moreover, even though he was injured at the moment, the force on his hands was extremely heavy, as if he was going to crush her wrists, making her subconsciously shake. Frowning, she looked towards him.

I saw that his eyes were half-open at the moment, and the light above his head cast down his bottomless eyes, making his eyes look like the dark night sky. But at this moment, it was probably because he was not very awake yet. There was a vague mist in front of my eyes. But it didn't cover up the sharpness and vigilance of his eyes at all.

The majesty in those eyes shocked Jingyu, and he subconsciously struggled to pull his hand back.

"Is it you?" He seemed to see clearly now and didn't let go. His eyes were still fixed on her, but his eyes were much gentler than before, "You haven't left yet?"

His voice was still hoarse and weak, but it sounded better.

Jing Yu felt that he shouldn't pay attention to whether his voice sounded good at this moment.

After regaining consciousness, he replied, "Your subordinates said that I can't just leave until you wake up."

She still maintained the bent posture just now, and the soft black hair slipped from her shoulders. She raised her hands and subconsciously put them behind her ears. Under the light, her unintentional posture was dyed with the beauty and sultryness of a woman. An undercurrent surged in Yu Zeyao's eyes, "So, you are waiting for me to wake up?"

"That's right." She looked at him, and his overly aggressive look made her feel a little confused. It seemed as if it was going to swallow her whole body, which made her feel dangerous and extremely uncomfortable. He turned his face away and calmly twitched his hand again, "Since you're awake now, just tell Zhuang Yan and ask the driver to take me out of here. If it's troublesome, I don't have to send him to the city. I can take a taxi. Just the place where the car is.”

"What time is it now?"

"A little after eight."

"Have you had dinner?"

Jing Yu shook his head, "No appetite."

Yu Zeyao looked at her with a half-smile. She seemed to be afraid that he would think too much, so she quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong. I...what happened today is unprecedented in my life. It's very annoying."

Yu Zeyao looked at her with a half-belief. After she finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her whole body to his chest. After Jing Yu was shocked, he subconsciously arched his body that was about to press on his abdomen, and supported himself on the bed with his other hand.

"What are you doing?" She stared at him from top to bottom. Her long hair fell down, sweeping across his chest. Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she taught him a serious lesson with a stern face, "If you mess around like this, it will easily cause your newly sutured wound and repaired intestine to burst. If you get infected, the situation will be very bad-this is not what a patient should do."

"Do you usually teach your patients like this?" Yu Zeyao raised his hand and put her messy long hair behind her ears.

Now, apart from his father, almost no one dared to scold him loudly. However, he was not angry at all. Instead, he felt an indescribable sense of wonder in his heart.