C57 Mrs Feng Come and Help Me Put on My Clothes
Fenng Yan laid in the hospital for another half a month. The doctor had asked him to stay in the hospital for a while longer, so Ye Han naturally listened to the doctor's arrangements. However, under Fenng Yan's strong request, Ye Han still compromised. Of course, it was just on the surface.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Ye Han was also there. To be precise, Ye Han accompanied Fenng Yan every day, but today, she was even more naggy.
"I asked you to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but you refused and insisted on going home. Your body. . . " Ye Han muttered as she packed her things.
Fenng Yan was still lying on the bed, his hands resting on the back of his head as he looked at Ye Han. He felt that Ye Han was even cuter like this, so he did not think that she was talking too much.
"Don't worry. I know my own body very well. I will be fine. "
He originally wanted to make Ye Han feel at ease, but at this moment, she was looking at him with a little bitterness. "You know? I see that you are blindly confident. You are a doctor? "
Her angry look reminded Fenng Yan of the steamed buns he had eaten this morning.
He got up slightly and took Ye Han's hand. He placed his other hand on top of her head and gently patted her head twice. Don't be angry. I will listen to you when we go home. "
Ye Han instantly blushed!
It was quite interesting to tease Ye Han. Perhaps this was the only fun Fenng Yan had in the hospital.
Ye Han lowered her head and quickly cleaned up. Her mind was a little blank right now. She put everything that should not be taken into her bag.
Fenng Yan saw it and reminded her at the right time, "That is the clothes that I will be wearing later. Don't put them in. "
"Huh?" Ye Han's hand paused and immediately took out the shirt. She could not help but knock her head.
Fenng Yan originally wanted to get up and change his clothes and leave, but when he saw Ye Han, he had other thoughts.
"Mrs. Fenng, come over and help me put on my clothes. " At this time, Fenng Yan crossed his arms and stared at Ye Han with interest.
Ye Han could not believe her ears. She pointed at herself and asked, "Me? Aren't you almost healed?"
"I can't lift my hand. "
"Then I'll call Zhong over. "
"He went to do the discharge procedures. "
"Then I'll call the nurse. . . "
"Are you sure?"
"[Alright, I'll do it. ]" Ye Han still compromised.
Ye Han swore that the hardest thing she had done in the past twenty years was to change Fenng Yan's clothes. First of all, she had to take off his hospital gown. What did this mean? She saw Fenng Yan's body from a close distance.
Ye Han could not close her eyes, so she could only keep her head down. When her hand touched Fenng Yan's skin, she trembled all over. Just as she wanted to let go, he grabbed her hand.
"Don't touch randomly. " Fenng Yan's voice was a little hoarse and low, as if he was suppressing some sort of emotion.
Ye Han wanted to cry but had no tears. She did not want to either!
She simply gritted her teeth and quickly took off his blue and white hospital gown, and changed him into a custom-made black shirt.
She finally let out a sigh of relief.
Ye Han felt that she was almost sweating.
But Fenng Yan still wanted to push his luck.
"Where are the pants?"2
Ye Han was stunned. She was so scared that she stuttered.
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