After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

When Fu Yanhe was questioning, Sifang who was carrying the bun also put the bun on the table and walked away quietly.

When he left, he closed the door of the ward very considerately.

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Well, it's all gone, and now the pressure is on her.

After Fu Yanhe asked that sentence, he didn't speak any more, and looked at her calmly with extremely black pupils.

That emotionless gaze was inexplicably oppressive.

Shen Yanhe blinked her moist cat pupils, looked at him innocently, and said confidently, "Go for a walk."

"Who told you to lock me in the ward for three or four days, I'm going to be stupid."

According to her previous experience of being beaten up by Ye Min in making troubles in the countryside, she told her that at this time, the villain must file a complaint first.

Fu Yanhe's eyes froze, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand to beckon to her, and sighed, "I'm thinking about your body."

After she had a miscarriage, he not only asked Ji Haosheng how much the miscarriage hurt women, but also checked the information on the Internet.

It is known from these materials that if women do not receive good care after abortion, it will cause inflammation and infection, irregular menstruation, and even infertility.

Of course he has to take care of her carefully.

These few days he has been following him every step of the way, and today she only left for a while, and she ran out, it seemed that she was really bored.

Shen Yanhe felt even more guilty, and still felt a bit of guilt.

What he did was indeed for her good.

She walked towards him, sat on the single sofa beside him, put her hands on the armrests, and said softly, "Don't worry too much."

"You have taken good care of me these few days. I feel that my body has recovered, really."

She reached out and hooked Fu Yanhe's hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and shook it lightly: "If there is something uncomfortable, I will tell you, okay?"

Seeing her soft voice, Fu Yanhe's heart softened, how could he be willing to be angry with her?

His big hand with clear phalanges grasped her hand, rubbed the back of her hand lightly with his fingers, and said in a calm voice: "Next time you go out, send me a message."

"Don't just disappear silently like today."

He said frankly: "Seeing that you are not here, I am very flustered."

God knows how flustered he was when he returned to the ward and saw that she was not there.

If he hadn't seen Qi Yunqian who came back when he left the ward and knew that Song Shiwei had taken her out, he would immediately have all five parties gather to find her.

Shen Yanhe's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and the tips of her ears blushed uncontrollably, feeling even more guilty in her heart, obediently nodded and agreed: "Okay."

I also firmly remembered what he said in my heart.

The two stayed quietly for a while. She secretly glanced at Fu Yanhe. Fu Yanhe looked down at the information in the laptop on the table and didn't pay attention to her.

Shen Yanhe looked at it, and Song Shiwei's question today suddenly sounded in his mind: Are you moved?

This made her body stiffen belatedly, and the sight that fell on him was quickly withdrawn as if she had been scalded.

But after a while, she sneaked a look at the past again.

The scar on Fu Yanhe's face has faded a lot.

He is now like a dusty jewel, the dust on it is being wiped off with a pair of hands, revealing his original dazzling brilliance.

The man was sitting there with a crown like a jade face and eyes like bright stars.

The bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips are light red and slightly pursed, looking very friendly.

She looked down and landed on his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone, and couldn't help swallowing.

Some moved down uncontrollably, landed on a certain protrusion, and then moved away extremely quickly like an electric shock.

It finally landed on his slender legs.

She hadn't given Fu Yanhe an injection for four days.

Due to physical reasons, even if she wanted to, Fu Yanhe would not.

Even the daily decoction and massage of the legs were taken over by Wufang.

However, his legs are slowly recovering now. After the acupuncture treatment and the massage and medicine these days, his legs have gradually regained feeling.

I just don't know to what extent the consciousness has been restored...

Thinking about it, Shen Yanhe stretched out towards Fu Yanhe's legs by mistake, and squeezed his tight thighs.

Fu Yanhe, who was reading the materials, felt a soft, feather-like touch on his thigh.

This gentle touch made his abdomen tighten slightly, as if something was ignited, his eyes darkened instantly, and the slender fingers typing on the keyboard stopped.

Fu Yanhe's thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned his eyes away from the computer, looked down at the soft little hands on his thighs, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Have you touched enough?"

Shen Yanhe was startled for a moment, then quickly recovered, and looked up at Fu Yanhe.

He looked at her with dark eyes, but still calm.

Shen Yanhe pursed her lips, anger arose from her heart, and evil turned to her gallbladder.

The kneading action was a little heavier, but he said in a very serious manner: "Don't think too much, I'm going to conduct a re-examination on your legs to see how far your consciousness has recovered."

"If the consciousness is almost restored, then the rehabilitation plan and the next step of treatment can be started."

Fu Yanhe's eyes suddenly became dark, and he reached out to hold her wrist, and his voice became a little deeper: "Don't make trouble."

Shen Yanhe blinked and looked at him: "Huh?"

A look of helplessness appeared in Fu Yanhe's eyes, and the hand holding her wrist gently squeezed, and the wheelchair moved slightly to the side.

"The perception of the legs has almost recovered. Wait for your body to recover before proceeding to the next step of treatment."

"I'm in no hurry."

Shen Yanhe looked at his concealed movements, and a look of narrowness flashed in his eyes: "We have all met each other honestly, why are you still so shy?"

She did it on purpose.

There will be a very sensitive period when the sensation in the legs has just recovered.

But she didn't expect that Fu Yanhe's reaction would be so restrained and innocent.

Fu Yanhe's eyes darkened a bit, and his eyes were a little hot when he stared at her, but he quickly restrained him, and said with a bit of meaning: "I'm afraid I'm not shy, and someone can't bear it." .”

Shen Yanhe's ears became hotter.

She coughed a few times, and quickly changed the subject: "It seems that the consciousness has recovered well. Tonight, I will make a recovery plan and change the prescription."

"You can also try to stand up and walk around."

Fu Yanhe didn't let go of her wrist, hummed lightly, and then asked her: "Do you want to go out and try on a dress at a dress shop?"

Mr. Xia had to wear a dress for his birthday party.

He originally wanted to order it directly, but seeing her panicked in the hospital, he changed his mind.

Shen Yanhe thought about it.

Since she was a child, she hadn't visited a dress shop a few times, and when she was going to attend a banquet abroad, the senior brother would directly customize it for her.

Feeling bored in the hospital, I agreed.

Fu Yanhe simply finished the materials, and the two left the hospital, got in the car and headed to the fy shopping mall.