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156 Chapter 3

When Fu Jie opened his eyes again, he was still in a trance. For a moment, Fu Jie seemed to have returned to the hospital in the city. The pale walls and white fluorescent lamps made people feel no hope of life.Fu Jie blinked blankly, turned his head and looked around, this was a small single ward, there was no one else in the ward except Fu Jie, only the monitoring equipment next to it was beeping.

Fu Jie tried to move his body. The pain in his back and stomach was much better than before he passed out. Fu Jie even tried to pull out the infusion needle on the back of his hand and sat up.As soon as this idea came together, there were footsteps at the door accompanied by conversations from far to near, Fu Jie was startled, and immediately closed his eyes and shrank back under the quilt, pretending not to wake up yet.

Someone opened the door and walked in. Fu Jie could feel the sharp eyes wandering back and forth on his face. Fu Jie carefully clenched the bed sheet tightly, holding his breath and remaining motionless.

"The bone fracture is not too serious, but the gastritis should be treated properly." The other person shook slightly with the test results in his hand, pulled Fu Jie's left hand out again, and stretched out his index finger to touch Fu Jie's. Tapped a few times on the wrist, "In addition, the patient's psychological state must be paid attention to. Look, these cuts are all newly made."

The person standing beside Fu Jie's bed hummed lightly. Fu Jie felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but Fu Jie couldn't confirm it for a while with only one short syllable.The person suspected of being a doctor quickly left the ward. Fu Jie only heard the breathing of another person in the room. That person seemed to have no intention of leaving. He dragged a chair and sat in front of Fu Jie. Fu Jie didn't need to open his eyes. I could also feel that scorching gaze looking at me repeatedly.

Fu Jie lay down for almost half an hour, and the man also sat and watched for half an hour.Fu Jie could hardly pretend anymore, his whole body was either this itchy or that itchy, Fu Jie's eyelashes trembled a few times, and then he quietly put his hand on his waist and scratched it.

The person beside the bed burst out laughing suddenly, someone lifted the quilt covering Fu Jie's body, quickly put his hand in along the hem of his clothes, and scratched the itchy spot on Fu Jie's waist.With a soft cry, Fu Jie slapped the man's hand away, opened his eyes and gritted his teeth, and said, "What are you doing!"

In front of Fu Jie was an enlarged face, familiar eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips that were narrowed and raised high at the moment, staring at Fu Jie triumphantly and teasing: "Mr. Fu, can't pretend anymore? "

Fu Jie ground his teeth, looked at those long and narrow eyes and said with hatred: "What are you doing here?"

Although Zeng Huan's tone was arrogant and domineering, the hand that was gently caressed by Fu Jie's ear was very gentle: "Come and see you, have you made yourself so cheap?"

Fu Jie turned his face away from Zeng Huan: "Go, I don't want you to care."

Zeng Huan ignored Fu Jie, Zeng Huan just pulled Fu Jie's clothes in a good-tempered manner, and tucked the quilt for Fu Jie: "Take a good rest, look at your injuries. I'll buy you some porridge for a while." Get up and eat something, or your stomach can't take it."

Fu Jie gritted his teeth, stared at Zeng Huan and emphasized again: "You go back, I don't want you to care. Shouldn't you be in school now? Why did you appear here? You go now, my business has nothing to do with you, I will slowly pay you back the medical expenses you paid in advance."

Before Fu Jie finished speaking, Zeng Huan had already got up and strode to the door, completely ignoring Fu Jie's protest, and said to himself: "Be honest, wait for me to come back." Then he closed the door with a bang. , locked the stunned Fu Jie in the ward alone.

Fu Jie was stunned. Fu Jie stared at the door in a daze for a long time. Fu Jie couldn't figure out the reason why Zeng Huan would appear here, let alone where Zeng Huan's confident attitude came from.

Fu Jie was inexplicably dissatisfied, but this dissatisfaction also made Fu Jie feel natural.Fu Jie could play his petty temper in front of Zeng Huan without any cover-up, turned his head aside and stubbornly pursed his lips and shook his head: "I don't want to eat."

Zeng Huan raised his eyebrows: "You really don't want to eat?"

Fu Jie stubbornly insisted: "Don't eat, take it away."

Zeng Huan scooped up a mouthful of porridge and put it in his mouth. The rice in the porridge was not used well, and it was not soft enough. Zeng Huan frowned in disgust. After thinking about it, he still insisted on breaking off Fu Jie's. Chin, one leaned over and covered his lips.

Fu Jie was so startled that he just wanted to cry out, when he opened his mouth just right, Zeng Huan pushed his tongue in with the porridge, Fu Jie pushed Zeng Huan's chest and whimpered twice, and was helplessly caught by the tip of Zeng Huan's tongue He was forced to swallow the porridge that slipped into his mouth.

Zeng Huan lingered between Fu Jie's lips and teeth for a long time, then reluctantly withdrew, and before leaving, he lightly bit Fu Jie's lower lip.

Fu Jie's face turned red, and Fu Jie, who was unable to move, covered his mouth with his hands, staring at Zeng Huan with a look of shock on his face: "Da Zeng, are you sick?"

Zeng Huan raised his eyebrows and laughed arrogantly: "Don't you want to eat? If you don't eat, I'll feed you."

Angrily, Fu Jie punched Zeng Huan on the chest, but Fu Jie had no strength in his whole body, and the fist fell lightly on Zeng Huan as if flirting, and Zeng Huan easily grabbed his wrist.

Fu Jie wanted to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, but Zeng Huan not only didn't let it go, but even lowered his head and licked the back of Fu Jie's hand lightly.Fu Jie's goosebumps came out, he looked at Zeng Huan hard and scolded: "Da Zeng, let me go! You go back to class immediately!"

Zeng Huan grinned: "What class are you taking? I dropped out of school. I won't go anywhere. I'll just guard you like this. I want to see what tricks you can come up with."

While talking, Zeng Huan rubbed the cut mark on Fu Jie's left wrist with his thumb, and frowned tightly: "Teacher Fu, what do you think? Doesn't it hurt you to cut so many knives?"

Fu Jie opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to reply.Fu Jie was shocked by the fact that Zeng Huan dropped out of school. As for the reason why Zeng Huan dropped out, Fu Jie didn't dare to think about it or ask, but Zeng Huan's words about whether it hurts or not pierced deeply into Fu Jie's heart.No one had ever asked Fu Jie like that, and Fu Jie couldn't help but think back, that moment was indeed painful, the pain was unforgettable.

Although Fu Jie always gave Zeng Huan a cold face and wanted to drive Zeng Huan away, no matter what Fu Jie said, Zeng Huan just stayed without pain or itching, and arbitrarily occupied every minute of Fu Jie's every second .When Fu Jie was lying alone on the hospital bed, in the dark and lonely night, even when Fu Jie blushed and wanted to go to the toilet, Zeng Huan would pass the urinal to Fu Jie's two hands with a narrow smile. Between the legs, he took off Fu Jie's pants familiarly and naturally.

Fu Jie's cheeks were flushed red, he gritted his teeth and glared at Zeng Huan: "I have my own hands! You don't need to take them off!"

Zeng laughed cheerfully: "It's inconvenient for you now, why are you so stubborn, Teacher Fu, I'll support you, hurry up, don't overwhelm."

Fu Jie's eyes were burning: "Get out! I can't pee!"

"Why can't you urinate? Let me see." Zeng Huan pretended to lower his head, and Fu Jie groaned, almost sitting up from the bed in embarrassment.Zeng Huan quickly pressed Fu Jie firmly, and pouted towards the outside of the ward: "What's wrong? You have to find a little nurse to wait on you to pee?"

Fu Jie quickly imagined in his mind, and then compromised speechlessly.Instead of letting a little girl help, it would be better to let Zeng Huan serve.