"Do you still eat?" A Mei asked me on the chair at the head of my bed with an apple in her hand.

"I won't eat anymore." I leaned on the bed, shook my head, my cheeks were bulging, and I signaled that I would be full. Actually, I don't like eating apples, and I like eating oranges the most. Unfortunately, I get angry if I eat too much oranges. Amei doesn't allow me to eat more.

Oh, Amei is the nursing girl beside me. She is very young, only twenty years old, and she looks very handsome. Although she is not a stunning beauty, she has a cheerful personality. She has taken good care of me these two days and always has a kind of gentleness and meticulousness like a jasper on her body.

I have been lying in the hospital for three days. No one has come to see me these three days. Brother Huan and Jinhe have not come here again, only Amei is with me. I asked her that she was hired and works in a professional nursing company. She is young and is already the gold medal nursing in the company.

I hesitated for a long time that day, and finally didn't call Brother Huan to express my suspicion of Yang Wei.

I don’t know if I did this right. Perhaps, from the bottom of my heart, I really don’t want to doubt Yang Wei.

Do I have evidence?

No!

Since there is no evidence, what is the use of what I said? Will Brother Huan believe me? Maybe, maybe not... or maybe, it doesn't need me to say anything at all. Brother Huan himself will think of this. He has always been so smart!

As for me, I don’t know why I refuse to doubt Yang Wei… I only know that after Yang Wei said goodbye that day, my heart always felt empty. I don’t know how to describe this feeling…

It was a little sour, a little sad, and as if there was something else... I would remember that we rolled down the hillside that night, and she staggered and fled with the seriously injured me.

The two hugged each other to keep warm, hid in the hill, trembling with cold, but deliberately told jokes to distract themselves. And... she tore her underwear to bandage the wound on my head.

How to say it, it seems to be a feeling of sharing weal and woe.

If I doubt her now... wouldn't that mean forcing me to admit that everything that night was hypocritical? It was all disguised?

I really don't want to do this!

I admit that I have an inexplicable emotion towards that woman...especially thinking of the kiss she had before she left...

Why did she kiss me?

Maybe it was out of gratitude that I saved her? I broke her leg for her? Or did I tell her a joke in the middle of the night?

Or is it just a manner in which Americans say goodbye?

Every time I think of this, I can’t help but mock myself: Chen Yang, stop dreaming!

Of course, it would be fine if you think about these niggas in your mind occasionally. I'm not a fan of women who have ever seen women, but as long as I'm a man, I'm alone in the deserted Asian countryside with a beautiful beauty of Yang Wei, I'm having a hard time together. They hold them to keep warm, and the girl tore off her underwear and bandages her wounds...

After these things, if you say you are not moved by her, then that is a nonsense!

Fortunately, I have been much more at ease when I came here in the past two days. I no longer think about those thoughts. I occasionally tease the girl Amei for fun.

Speaking of the girl Amei, she has a very good temper. She probably has been trained in this industry, so she is very patient and careful in doing things. She takes care of me as if she is an emperor. I heard from Amei that her salary in that nursing company is only 2,000 yuan a month. She has taken care of the mother, the patients after the operation, and some elderly people. In comparison, taking care of me as a minor injury patient is not very tiring, and she has worked for a short time and has a high income.

I felt that she was a little afraid of me at the beginning, probably because of my image.

A man has a stunning figure, scars on his body, short hair on his head, like a bald head, and scars. He looked like a fight. There was a little sharp look between his eyebrows and eyes, and he looked like a gangster.

She is a girl, of course she is a little scared.

However, after these three days, I saw that I was very kind to her and didn’t have any troubles, so I gradually lost my guard against me and occasionally talk to me.

To be honest, I am interested in her work... it is purely because I have watched too many Japanese porn movies.

This kind of beautiful woman in uniform sways in front of her all day long, serving patients, serving tea and water, and even helping me solve some necessary links in daily life... such as wiping my face and body, and going to the toilet.

The first time I went to the bathroom, I didn't let her help me, and insisted on being alone, because I felt that when I was peeing, if there was a person standing next to me to visit, especially a young girl, I was afraid that I would make a fool of myself.

However, Amei looked very calm and had a professional attitude. In her eyes, I was just a patient, and there was no difference between men and women. She also said that when she did her job, she sometimes served some paralyzed patients, and even helped the patients solve the problem with her own hands... holding a slender ureter in her hand...

In her terms, doctors are parents.

I feel respectful!

Then I couldn't help feeling ashamed of my dirty mind. After that, when I went to the bathroom, I did not refuse her help, but instead vented happily in front of her...

But this slight respect lasted for less than two hours. I accidentally heard her crying outside the door and chatting with her friends in a very gossipy and excited tone: "Wow! This time this is so handsome! It's cool! It's a good figure! And that thing is also very big..."

Me: "￥%#￥￥※※…”

From then on, I realized that no matter how pure a girl looks, she might be pretending!

However, in addition to this, Amei's performance is still very professional. She is very sensible in doing things and is always vigilant. When she occasionally changes clothes and wipes me with her body, she will wipe my chest and abdomen with one hand, while the other hand will always maintain a defensive posture.

She said this is a habit and experience. When doing her job, she will inevitably encounter one or two lustful guys. Most of those guys are perverted movies that are Japanese. I have watched too many movies. I imagined that I am the male protagonist in the A-movie. When I see them, the nursing girls in uniforms, I will be very excited.

I even heard from her that she once took care of an old man in his sixties, and actually asked Amei to help him solve his physiological needs with her hands...

When A Mei talked about this, she was very angry and said angrily: "That old pervert, I was so angry that I really wanted to castrate him with a knife!"

When she said this, she was cutting an apple in her hand, while using a fruit knife to make a cutting action...

I immediately made a stern expression on my face, expressed my position in words, and helped her to spit on the perverted old pervert.

But I thought to myself: I am in my sixties and seventies, and I can still grow old and become stronger. It is so admirable... At the same time, I couldn't help but look at A Mei's hands.

Well, the palms are soft and the fingers are slender, so I must be very comfortable to write...

Ahem!

Three days later, my head no longer hurts, and the symptoms of concussion completely disappeared. In addition to the flesh and blood wounds on my body, I almost returned to normal.

After lying in bed for three days, I felt better day by day with a likable girl like Amei.

As the saying goes, it is said that it will hurt the muscles and bones for a hundred days. Many parts of my body are injured and scratched, and it will soon heal, but the fracture of my arm does not recover so quickly. It is really boring to lie in the bed every day.

On the fourth day, I was lying on the bed in the morning and listening to Amei reading a newspaper for me...

What? I can't watch it myself?

Please... There is such a little beauty around you who serves you. Do you choose to read the newspaper yourself, or let the little beauty read it to you in a sweet voice?

Especially... I specifically asked her to read the secondary version of social news... For example, the sex scandal of a certain celebrity, the sex scandal of someone who called a prostitute at night was exposed, etc. As she listened, she couldn't help but think: If there was a text version of the dragon, tiger, leopard, or playboy, let Amei read it, I wonder what it would feel like...

But soon my reverie was interrupted, the door of the ward was pushed open, and someone came in.

It was afternoon, and the afternoon sun shone in from the bright glass window. The room was in good light and had a warm tone. When Cang Yu walked in, her whole body seemed to be bathed in the sun, elegant and calm, with long wave-like hair draped softly behind her head, with a faint makeup on her face, her delicate facial features were protruding in the sun, and her face was soft. She was wearing a small hidden jacket, and underneath it was paired with a brown warm skirt, still showing off her charming calves.

It seems that this woman is very smart. She knows her strengths very well and knows how to show her most charming charm.

She walked into my room calmly with a faint smile on her face, holding a small and exquisite handbag in her hand, extremely elegant.

A Mei next to her was almost stunned! Her eyes showed an envious look without any concealment. This charming and elegant temperament of a mature woman is something that a little girl of her age cannot have!

"Mr. Chen Yang, are you resting well?" Cang Yu walked up to me calmly and sat down slowly. Her smile on her face was very soft, and her voice was even more like a spring breeze.

I was a little surprised: "Miss Yi? Miss Cang Yu, is it you?" I subconsciously sat upright.

"Sorry, I should have come to see you for a long time, but I heard that you were very injured and worried that it would affect your rest, so I came a few days late." Cang Yu said slowly in her unique tepid tone: "But you look like you are in a good mood."

I'm in a good mood now, it's true.

I don’t care much about whether I’m injured or not. Fighting and injury is almost common for me. But this is the first time I can lie in such a high-end ward after being injured.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is a cute and cute little girl like Amei who serves her close-fittingly. I live a life of food, open my mouth and clothes to reach out, and I accept the considerate care of a beautiful woman with 24 hours of peace of mind, and they are almost obedient to you (of course, you cannot make excessive demands). If you are thirsty and hungry, the beautiful woman will give you food and drinks. If you are bored, the beautiful woman will chat with you. If you are itchy, she will use her delicate little hands to help you fall asleep. If you are tired, she will serve you to fall asleep...

Who would be unhappy with such a day?

But I immediately realized in my heart that Cang Yu came to see me, and I am afraid that the purpose of coming is not simple.

I looked at the little nurse: Amei, please help me out and buy a newspaper.

A Mei is a smart girl. She knows that we must have something to say, so she will leave immediately-
Chapter completed!