Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Ling Yue'er's cheeks were flushed.

A heart like a deer bouncing around, happy that his hard work can change Qi Jingan's mind.

The kiss fell on her lips as she wished, and accompanied by a faint sigh, Ling Yue'er took the initiative to embrace his shoulders, closed her eyes and responded to Qi Jingan's uncontrollable and domineering kiss.

The bodyguard was dumbfounded. Zhang Ji couldn't hold back his mouth, winked at Gao Mian and said in a low voice, "What should we do now? It's not good to just sit here and watch a play."

Gao Mian made a gesture and took the lead to go out lightly.

As soon as they left, Qi Jingan's actions became more vicious, he pinched Ling Yue'er's head and kissed her fiercely.

Ling Yue'er struggled to back away: "You are crazy, your injury is not healed yet."

Qi Jingan's eyes were red, and he couldn't help looking at Ling Yue'er's red and swollen lips.

"It was you who wanted to seduce me."

Ling Yue'er's ears turned red, her voice was a little softer, and she was a little complacent: "Then you can't stand being seduced too much."

She turned around, only to find that Gao Mian and the bodyguard had already left, and she asked knowingly, "Why did they go out? Do I have to go back tonight?"

Qi Jingan regained his composure and found that his lungs hurt a little.

He only breathed a little harder just now, the knife edge seemed to be torn, and the other side of the lung felt a little tingling.

With this tattered body, not to mention strenuous exercise, even a little shortness of breath is risky.

How can people not despair?
"Yue'er, you should go back. Let me be alone for a while, please?"

"You are here, I can't maintain emotional peace at all. The doctor asked me not to be overjoyed and sad, which will also burden the recovery of the wound."

He closed his eyes, not wanting to see Ling Yueer's reaction.

It was the first time Ling Yueer heard that doctors would specifically ask patients not to be overjoyed or sad.

Emotional problems are difficult for ordinary people to control.

And logically speaking, according to the chief surgeon, Qi Jingan would be discharged from the hospital in half a month, and his condition should recover very well, so there wouldn't be so many contraindications.

Suspicious in her heart, she suddenly remembered that she had learned some basic pulse-taking skills from Mr. Fang recently, wouldn't this just come in handy?

But judging by Qi Jingan's attitude, maybe if she touches him again, she will be sent home by the bodyguards.

She walked back to the bed in the corner and sat down resentfully, "I was too noisy, I didn't consider that you were a patient, and I kept pestering you not to let you rest, I'm sorry."

"I won't bother you anymore, just treat me as if I don't exist, and be as quiet as you want."

Fortunately, Qi Jingan did not force her to go home this time.

After Ling Yue'er washed up briefly, she took a basin and wiped Qi Jingan's body. The two of them didn't say a word during the whole process. After all this was done, Ling Yue'er lay back on the bed early.

She slept for so long in the afternoon that she tossed and turned in the night and couldn't fall asleep. Ling Yueer stared at the half-night TV series, but didn't listen to what was on her phone. Why on earth are you getting a divorce.

After much deliberation, she felt that the biggest possibility was that there was something wrong with Qi Jingan's body.

The few stabs made by the man in black were not as light as the doctor said, maybe he and Qi Jingan were cooperating to lie to her.

In the middle of the night, Ling Yue'er tiptoed out of bed and touched Qi Jingan's wrist like a thief.

She is not very good at taking the pulse, but she can remember it first and describe the symptoms to Fang Qu.

As soon as his hand touched Qi Jingan's wrist, it was probably because Ling Yue'er was nervous, his fingertips were cold, and when he touched Qi Jingan's warm skin, he moved a little.

Ling Yue'er didn't dare to vent her anger, so she immediately withdrew her hand and warmed her fingertips with her body temperature.

After a while, it was lowered little by little.

The light from the venetian blinds was very weak, but after Ling Yue'er got used to the darkness, she could already see the outline of Qi Jingan's body clearly.

After the action just now, he has already retracted his hand under the quilt.

Ling Yue'er felt her heart beating like a drum, and slowly stretched her fingertips into the bed.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Qi Jingan's pulse seemed to merge with Ling Yue'er's heart rate.

She wrote down the general details, and just about to leave, her hand suddenly trembled and grabbed Ling Yue'er violently.

Qi Jingan's eyes were clear, he didn't look like he just woke up from a deep sleep: "What are you doing?"

Ling Yue'er panicked, "I...can't sleep, so I just want to hold your hand."

Fortunately, her pulse-diagnosing gesture just now was not usual, she put her whole hand sideways on Qi Jingan's wrist, so it's not too far-fetched to try to find a reason.

"Why haven't you fallen asleep yet, I woke you up?"

Qi Jingan didn't let go of her hand, his eyes were suspicious.

"Since it's holding hands, why did you grab my wrist?"

He has been half asleep and half awake, sleeping very restlessly.

When Ling Yue'er walked to the bed, he woke up immediately. He wanted to stop it, but he hesitated for a while, so he didn't make a sound until now.

"I don't want to wake you up. If you touch your wrist, you'll wake up. If you touch your hand, it's fine." Ling Yueer made up things.

"Oh." Qi Jing'an paused, but did not continue to ask.

He turned on the light casually, the light was dazzling, Ling Yue'er raised her hand to cover her eyes.

Qi Jingan sat up and said in a low voice, "Help me call the bodyguards in, and help me go to the bathroom."

Ling Yue'er stopped him: "You just finished the operation, you can't get out of bed now."

"It will be fine after the first day." Qi Jingan's tone was very light, "The wound is not too big, and it's not like he broke his leg. It's only a few steps to the bathroom, so it's fine."

Did the doctor tell him that when she fell asleep in the morning?
"Let me do it." Ling Yue'er supported Qi Jingan's shoulder.

Qi Jingan frowned: "You can't do it, you don't have enough strength."

"Now I know that I despise me. When I stood in front of me, why didn't I think that I was not strong enough to carry you?" Ling Yue'er said angrily.

She supported Qi Jingan to move to the bathroom. Qi Jingan couldn't exert himself, and his entire body weight was on Ling Yueer's body, but she felt that the pressure somehow made her feel at ease.

The fear of running wildly with Qi Jingan on her back yesterday faded away, even if Qi Jingan turned his back on her today and wanted to divorce her, she still had hope in her heart.

As long as he is in good health, he is the luckiest thing.

During this period of time, too many unexpected things happened. Ling Yueer, who had been subjected to atheism for more than [-] years, couldn't help but start to think about whether she should ask for a talisman or something for the two of them.

When they got to the toilet, Ling Yueer still didn't leave.

Qi Jingan narrowed his eyes: "Why, you still have to wait for me to take off my pants?"

"Why not?"

Ling Yue'er made a gesture and reached out to pull his pants, intending to tease him, but Qi Jingan took it seriously, and he was so startled that he backed away again and again, pulling at the wound, and groaning in pain.

Ling Yue'er's heart ached, and her tone became more serious: "Why are you hiding, the scabs don't heal as fast as you tear them apart!"

"Get out!" Qi Jingan also turned cold.

His avoidance and refusal made Ling Yue'er very uncomfortable.

A few days ago, he took advantage of her unconsciousness to help her with many things, and even tempted her to confess crazily, but she didn't pursue it.

Now, he was just joking, and he was impatient with her.

When Ling Yue'er left the bathroom and closed the door, she said depressedly: "Qi Jing'an, I've been married for more than a year. I haven't seen your whole body. Why do you need to pretend to be a big girl now?"

Qi Jingan didn't want to talk to her.

The two of them are going to divorce, and they are still so ambiguous, which is not suitable for love or reason.

In fact, she shouldn't be allowed to stay in bed with her at night, it's just that he is soft-hearted for a moment, and always gives in involuntarily.

He returned to the bed, the wound on his chest hurt a little, but he endured it.

He can get out of bed the next day after a normal lung operation, and he has to pretend to be decent so that Ling Yueer won't see his flaws.

Just as Qi Jingan lay down, the quilt on one side was suddenly lifted, and Ling Yue'er crept in quietly.

"Do you want to be sent home at this point?" Qi Jingan's temples started to twitch.

Facing Ling Yue'er's aggrieved eyes, the voice of calling for bodyguards stuck in her throat.

"It's so cold when I sleep on the quilt alone, my hands and feet are not warm. Don't chase me away, I promise I won't do anything, and I won't touch you." Ling Yueer thought of a way to act coquettishly.

Last night she firmly rejected Qi Jingan's request to share the same bed, who would have thought that today it would be her turn to humbly beg Qi Jingan not to drive her away.

As she spoke, she propped her elbows to look at Qi Jingan, her eyes were shining, full of expectation and pleading.

Qi Jingan closed his eyes, his expression changed again and again.

His heartbeat was chaotic again.

Let it be the last intimacy between the two. After the divorce, they can no longer lie peacefully on the same bed like this.

Thinking of Ling Yue'er not loving him, or even hating him in the future, his heart felt like being cut and torn by a knife, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

He couldn't resist Ling Yueer's approach.

Just this day.

After tonight, he will definitely not soften his heart again.

Qi Jingan sighed tangled, a little helpless, and then relaxed a little.

After finding such a reason for himself, he was finally able to stretch out his hand openly, across the back of Ling Yue'er's neck, and let her sleep on his arm.

Ling Yue'er was startled, she lay on her side and got closer to Qi Jingan.

"Why do you blow your hair when you touch it for a while, and then take the initiative to get close to it? Your personality has changed too quickly."

"I'm like this, you just found out now?" Qi Jing'an tucked up the quilt with a sullen face, and stuck it under Ling Yue'er's neck, covering her tightly.

"You weren't so difficult to understand before." Ling Yueer said depressedly.

She stretched out her hand cautiously, grabbed Qi Jingan and held it with the other hand.

Qi Jingan didn't shake her off.

She was bold immediately, and her feet were tucked into the seam of his calf.

The cold feet stuck to Qi Jingan's legs, which made his skin goosebumps.

How can it be so cold...

His heart sank, thinking of last winter, Ling Yue'er's body was not like it is now, at least it didn't take long before she got under the quilt, she started to feel warm.

Attached to him, like a small stove.

Dr. Fang should be able to cure the symptoms of physical weakness, and I don't know if Ling Yueer's body can recover, so I will ask Gao Mian to send some more gifts tomorrow, so that he can find a way to help Ling Yueer take care of her body.

Immediately afterwards, he thought about Ling Yue'er secretly holding his wrist in the middle of the night.

"You have stayed at Fang's house for so long, do you want to learn from Dr. Fang to diagnose my pulse?" He said abruptly, "When did you learn from Dr. Fang? Could it be that you just ran to Fang's house every day? Are you learning this?"

"No, you've already regained your sanity by then?"

He guessed too accurately.

Ling Yue'er panicked for a moment, but reacted quickly, and said inexplicably: "You think too much, I have the ability to know if you have lied to me?"

"If it's really a pulse diagnosis, the time I touch you is enough time for Dr. Fang to see me so many times."

"Why do you keep mentioning this? Could it be... You really have something wrong with your health, and you still deliberately hide it from me?"

"Then you are thinking too much." Qi Jingan didn't even move his eyebrows, and he had already started to close his eyes and rest his mind, brewing drowsiness.

Doubts come and go, but there is no accurate answer, and Ling Yue'er is getting tired of it.

Anyway, she has already recorded Qi Jingan's pulse, as long as she finds an opportunity to ask Master tomorrow, the truth will naturally come to light.

She fell into a drowsy sleep, and when she woke up the next day, Gao Mian dragged her into the car.

Ling Yue'er was still yawning at first, but when she heard Gao Mian saying that she was going to Fang's house, she was so frightened that she woke up instantly.

"Okay, what are you doing at Fang's house? You've already done acupuncture." She asked tentatively.

Could it be that Qi Jingan still suspected her and asked Gao Mian to take her there to confront her face to face.

Gao Mian said with a smile: "President Qi said that your body is too weak, and I want to ask Dr. Fang to prescribe some prescriptions for you to recuperate your body."

"Oh."

Ling Yueer felt relieved.

When he arrived at Fang's house, Mr. Fang got up and saw that Gao Mian brought up a lot of presents, and his eyes showed some disgust.

At his age, he had never seen anything good, so he didn't care about these things Qi Jingan gave him.

If it wasn't for Ling Yueer's talent and good relationship with Fang Yunchen, he wouldn't be bothered to undertake after-sales service.

Besides, regarding Ling Yue'er's physical weakness, it can't be cured in a hurry.

If something goes wrong with the root, it can only be raised slowly.

"The medicine is three-point poisonous, so I won't prescribe the medicine. I'll prescribe some medicinal food for you." After Fang Qu checked Ling Yueer's pulse, he felt that she was recovering well and no longer needed medicine.

Ling Yueer nodded hurriedly.

Fang Qu looked at her: "What are you doing in a daze, I read, you write."

"After finishing writing, tell me about the principles and methods of this medicinal diet formula."

Ling Yue'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Master, I haven't even finished reading the illustrated book of medicinal materials. I don't remember the effects of many medicines. It's too difficult."

The medicinal material illustrated book was immediately at Ling Yueer's hand, Fang Qu smiled and said: "Open the exam, you have to think more, don't say you can't."

Ling Yue'er was thinking about Qi Jingan's illness, so she didn't have the heart to think about the test, and begged for mercy: "Shall I go back and figure it out slowly? Master, I actually have another matter to ask for advice when I come today."

She described Qi Jingan's pulse characteristics according to her memory, "Is he seriously ill?"

Fang Qu frowned, and said ambiguously: "The patient's lungs are damaged? Just judging from the pulse, it shouldn't be too serious. The specifics depend on the results of the examination."

"That's good."

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Having seen the results of the hospital's examination, coupled with Fang Qu's diagnosis, Ling Yue'er completely dispelled her doubts.

Returning from Fang's home to the hospital, he was about to open the door when he suddenly heard Xu Hui's laughter.

Ling Yue'er clicked her tongue, and slammed the door open, before she could utter the ridicule, she froze on the spot.

Under the bright sunshine, Xu Hui rested her cheeks on her hands, looking charming.

She raised her head, looked at Qi Jing'an with a face full of love and a bright smile.

The man leaned over, with a gentle smile on his lips, and gently kissed her on the forehead.