Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

"I'll just wash it myself."

Although she said that she was Li Jingshen's wife and that it was fine for a husband and wife to meet honestly, every time he touched her body, she felt uncomfortable all over her body.

This kind of meaningless resistance was staged every day in the hospital, and of course the final result was that Li Jingshen carried him in, took off his clothes and put him in hot water.

The hot water is soaked with traditional Chinese medicine, which can relieve nerves. Li Jingshen said that taking a bath is a bath, and he will never have other thoughts.

There are still many scars on Shen Zhichu's body, the traces of cold burns cannot be removed, and there will be faint traces even after laser surgery, and the scars on her back can be described as hideous.

As if corroded by something, there are hideous red scars, uneven, looking at the depth of field of these injuries, I think of Shen Zhichu's bloody and miserable appearance at that time.

No matter how many times he watched it, he still felt the pain. He has not found the person who really hurt Shen Zhichu. He wanted to attack Chen Jiaxing, but when he found him, he was already dead and the murderer did not leave any traces.

Shen Zhichu could feel Li Jingshen's hands trembling. Shen Zhichu couldn't see her back but she could see her front, such as the injuries on her collarbone and chest. These injuries undoubtedly told her how dangerous the car accident was. It is said that at that time A small shard of glass lodged itself in her collarbone, drifting slightly upwards into her artery.

She was also lucky that her face was not injured in such a dangerous car accident.

When Li Jingshen bathed Shen Zhichu, he was very attentive and careful. The temperature of the water in the bathtub never dropped, so he simply sat down.

"Chu Chu, stretch out your feet."

Shen Zhichu's bones were soft all over his body, and he obediently stretched out his feet like a cat.

Li Jingshen held her ankle and gave her a massage. She was ticklish and wanted to retract several times, but Li Jingshen held her tightly.

Shen Zhichu's blush did not know whether it was from embarrassment or from being soaked in hot water. If she hadn't known that this man was her husband, she would never have imagined that with his status, he would humbly bathe her and massage her feet.

"Did you often massage people's feet?" Shen Zhichu asked.

Li Jingshen rubbed the flesh of the soles of her feet: "I only pressed you, and it was during your hospitalization." He paused, and then said, "Zhichu, I used to be very bad to you, but now I And in the future, I will always treat you well and love you forever.”

The number of times Li Jingshen said love words is very few, rather than saying love words, it is better to say that this is a promise he made.

Also should be that sentence, only when lost to know how to cherish.

He didn't want to lie to Shen Zhichu forever, because he didn't know when Shen Zhichu would remember.

When Shen Zhichu regained his memory, if he knew that he had been lying to her when she lost her memory, he might hate himself even more, but he really wanted Shen Zhichu to accept him too quickly, and he was too caught up in this lie.

If it was possible, he hoped that Shen Zhichu would never think about it for the rest of his life, but is this possible?

Not even hypnotists are [-]% sure.

Shen Zhichu saw his slightly heavy face, she raised her foot slightly to touch her heart: "That depends on your performance."

The stone pressed in his heart was suddenly released, Li Jingshen hooked the corners of his lips, looked at Shen Zhichu's foot that was touching his heart, it was obviously an ordinary movement, but his heart was tickled, he grabbed her Feet: "Where do you see my performance?"

Shen Zhichu was about to speak, when the sole of her foot was scratched, she giggled, because she was afraid of tickling, she reflexively raised her foot and kicked Jingshen hard, splashing water all over his face.

Shen Zhichu felt a little guilty, but refused to admit his mistake, raised his chin slightly, and looked arrogant

"I'm ticklish, who told you to scratch the soles of my feet."