爱 就 爱 了

Ye Xiaoming sat in Jiang Yifeng's car, too angry to speak.He knew that Jiang Yifeng had good intentions, but this messed up all his plans. The most important thing was that he didn't ask for his opinion beforehand, and he didn't respect him at all.

"Still angry?" Jiang Yifeng asked with a smile, but Ye Xiaoming turned his face away and looked out the car window.

In the hospital before, Jiang Yifeng heard from Mr. Shen that Ye Xiaoming has been recovering intermittently since he was injured. Either he was sick or he couldn't go because of something, so his body recovered very badly.Originally, according to the doctor's evaluation, the strength of his arm could be strengthened and the range of motion could be increased.

Jiang Yifeng felt that he was gradually getting less busy now, and that he would be relatively free during the Spring Festival, so he thought he might as well pick Ye Xiaoming to recover.He contacted Ye Xiaoming's rehabilitation doctor according to the contact information provided by Mr. Shen, and after communicating with the doctor, he set two rehabilitation times every Wednesday afternoon and Saturday afternoon.

Jiang Yifeng originally wanted to talk to Ye Xiaoming in advance, but Ye Xiaoming is very busy recently, every time he went to see him, he was at work, and sometimes he could see people from the law firm talking to him in the study, so he had no time to talk to him.Ye Xiaoming would definitely not agree to mentioning rehabilitation at this time, so today, Jiang Yifeng directly got him into the car, and then told him.

When we arrived at the hospital parking lot, seeing Ye Xiaoming still looked unhappy, Jiang Yifeng could only explain softly: "Don't be angry, I also saw that your health is not good, that once you get sick, it's so serious, and your uncles and aunts are so worried, so I made my own arrangements. Rehabilitation. Just two hours, and I'll take you home in two hours. I promise."

Ye Xiaoming turned his head to look at Jiang Yifeng, his tone was steady but cold: "Jiang Yifeng, do you think I can do whatever I want because I am powerless to resist? Yes, I am paralyzed, so paralyzed that I can't even move a finger, but I have no thoughts. I am paralyzed, and I am an adult, I have the right to decide what I want to do. Please learn how to respect me!"

"Sorry, Xiaoming, I was wrong for not discussing with you in advance. I know you are busy with work, but rehabilitation does not conflict with work, and it is also beneficial to your work. You see that your arm strength is weak now, and the range of motion is small. I still tend to have cramps after sitting, and these conditions will improve after rehabilitation, isn’t it great?” Jiang Yifeng didn’t know what Ye Xiaoming was thinking, anyway, he ignored him at all, and finally had to say, “Okay, if you really don’t want to recover Jian, then I will take you back. Give me a clear answer."

"Go back!" Ye Xiaoming ordered directly without looking at Jiang Yifeng.But Jiang Yifeng didn't start the car, but got out of the car and took out his wheelchair from the back. Ye Xiaoming was really furious, so when Jiang Yifeng opened the car door on his side, he shouted angrily: "Back to what you say, what the hell are you doing?" What do you want!"

"I said I would send you back, but I didn't say right away!" Jiang Yifeng was not annoyed at all, ignoring Ye Xiaoming's eyes that wanted to kill someone, and carefully carried him into the wheelchair, "I have an appointment for a personal trainer in the gym, you You know, I am a very trustworthy person. So please wait for me in the recovery room, and I will pick you up right after the exercise."

"Jiang Yifeng! You are a fucking bastard! @#￥%[email protected]#￥%..." Ye Xiaoming cursed and almost greeted all eighteen generations of Jiang Yifeng's ancestors.

Jiang Yifeng pushed the wheelchair behind Ye Xiaoming, laughing so hard that his intestines were cramping.He had thought that Ye Xiaoming might turn into a thousand-year-old iceberg and freeze a hundred miles around, but he didn't expect that he would burst out with foul language like a volcanic eruption, and cursed so smoothly.This is completely inconsistent with his usual image, it is really insulting to the gentleman, it is insulting to the gentleman!

Dr. Chen in the rehabilitation room is very familiar with Ye Xiaoming's situation, so as soon as he saw Ye Xiaoming and said hello, he directly asked his assistant to do the preparatory work before the start-first help Ye Xiaoming massage his muscles and do joint activities.

Ye Xiaoming didn't say a word, and let others play with his expressionless face. Anyway, now it's "man for the knife, I for the fish", he doesn't want to waste any more emotions.As for Jiang Yifeng, just treat him as a fart and let him go.

Jiang Yifeng didn't leave, he had been watching through the window outside the rehabilitation room, of course, from an angle that Ye Xiaoming couldn't see.He did make an appointment for a private tutor, but not for today.Because after all, this was the first time he sent Ye Xiaoming to recover, he wanted to know the specific process, and in order not to make Ye Xiaoming suspicious, Zhou Ying did not come with him.Jiang Yifeng felt that his company should and was necessary.

Although Zhou Ying will help Ye Xiaoming with massage and exercise every day, and he will also do some small exercises at home, but after all, it is not a systematic and professional rehabilitation, and the level of damage is also high. Ye Xiaoming basically has no movements that he can do by himself now. Either equipment assistance is needed. Others assist.

Jiang Yifeng couldn't understand the function and significance of those rehabilitation movements, but he could see that Ye Xiaoming had to mobilize all the strength he could control for every movement, even if he raised his arms a little bit.Seeing him being helped to sit up, Jiang Yifeng's heart also rose.With a sunken waist and arched shoulders, Ye Xiaoming is like sitting on a rope between cliffs, even with the support of others, he is still on the verge of falling.

Two hours later, Ye Xiaoming exhausted all his energy.When the medical staff let Jiang Yifeng in, he was lying on the training bed with a reddish complexion and relatively rapid breathing. It was obvious that he could no longer sit in a wheelchair and had difficulty even raising his head.Jiang Yifeng wiped Ye Xiaoming's face and hands with a warm towel, fed him some water, and waited for his breathing to be relatively calm before wrapping his coat around him and slowly picking him up.

Jiang Yifeng asked someone to push the wheelchair, and carried Ye Xiaoming back into the car by himself.Along the way, many people looked at them strangely, but Jiang Yifeng didn't care, while Ye Xiaoming closed his eyes, everything around them didn't matter to them.

After laying down the seat and letting Ye Xiaoming lie down, Jiang Yifeng finally said, "Xiaoming, I'm sorry."

"Okay, tired!" Ye Xiaoming opened his eyes, the eye circles were red.

Jiang Yifeng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that a person who doesn't change his face even when he's sick will suffer from recovery.

"Jiang Yifeng, you bastard!" Moisture gathered in Ye Xiaoming's eyes, he glanced at Jiang Yifeng, closed his eyes again, and murmured: I'm so tired.

It's normal to be sick, everyone will get sick, so getting sick can't shake Ye Xiaoming's strong mentality, but rehabilitation is different.The process of rehabilitation is to tell Ye Xiaoming again and again: You can't, you are paralyzed, you can't move, you can't move anymore!The reality was naked in front of his eyes, cruel and cold-blooded, peeling off Ye Xiaoming's disguise, and then constantly stimulating him, leaving him scarred and bruised.The body is dead to him, and his spirit is just a flower on the carrion.

No matter how powerful the mind is, it is not worth the strength of a single finger.Although Ye Xiaoming has adjusted his mentality and told himself to accept the reality, "unreconciled" is like a seed buried deep in the soil, which slowly takes root and sprouts, and finally breaks through the ground.

If the person beside him now was not Jiang Yifeng, Ye Xiaoming would never be like this, he would swallow the blood rushing up his throat, wear a mask and continue to whitewash the peace.But Jiang Yifeng, this man who doesn't regard him as weak and doesn't shy away from his disability, who always satirizes him unscrupulously and cares about him everywhere, makes Ye Xiaoming unknowingly let go of his inner defenses.

Jiang Yifeng held Ye Xiaoming's hand, quietly waiting for him to open the valve of negative emotions.He thought of Ye Xiaoming's unwillingness to lower his head during his recovery, and his calm but secretive eyes, and slowly felt Ye Xiaoming's pain.He blamed himself for his rash behavior, which also made him want to get closer to Ye Xiaoming's heart.

Before the negative emotions flowed out, Ye Xiaoming locked him down.Don't let others worry about him, this is Ye Xiaoming's loneliness, and it's also a man's loneliness, Jiang Yifeng feels the same way, he wants to share a little for him.So, Jiang Yifeng stroked Ye Xiaoming's hair gently with his hand, until Ye Xiaoming opened his eyes, he took his hand in front of him, and placed a soft kiss on his finger.

Without any words, Ye Xiaoming saw Jiang Yifeng's humility and understanding in his eyes.When Ye Xiaoming closed his eyes again, he quickly fell asleep.

Jiang Yifeng covered Ye Xiaoming with a small blanket, and drove home slowly and steadily.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Jiang Yifeng saw that Ye Xiaoming was still asleep, so he didn't wake him up. He didn't wake up until Zhou Ying called.

After Jiang Yifeng hung up the phone, Ye Xiaoming asked him: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Zhou said that the people from the law firm are here, and they brought another person, who has been waiting upstairs for a long time."

"Then go up." Ye Xiaoming raised his head, indicating that he remembered.

Raising the back of the chair, looking at Ye Xiaoming's pale and tired face, Jiang Yifeng couldn't help but say: "If things are not urgent, don't do anything today."

"I couldn't do it in the first place. Every time I come back from rehabilitation, I have to wait until the next day to have the energy to deal with things. But everyone is here, so I have to see them anyway." Ye Xiaoming was a little helpless, but he no longer blamed Jiang Yifeng.

Jiang Yifeng wanted to carry Ye Xiaoming up, but Ye Xiaoming insisted on sitting in a wheelchair.When he arrived at the door, Ye Xiaoming suddenly thanked Jiang Yifeng.Jiang Yifeng didn't answer, but just put his hand on his shoulder.

The body is exhausted, but Ye Xiaoming's spirit is much more relaxed.

The guest talked for a long time before leaving.When Jiang Yifeng arrived at Ye's house after dinner, Ye Xiaoming was lying on the bed, still reading those files.

"Didn't you agree not to do anything today?" Jiang Yifeng sat down on the chair beside the bed.

Ye Xiaoming didn't answer right away, he raised his head after a while, and said with a smile: "Don't read it, put it aside for me."

"Do you still want to go to rehabilitation?" This is the purpose of Jiang Yifeng's coming here at night.

"Go. Are you still picking up?"

"At any time to be sent by the master!"

"Well, step back. The widow is going to rest."

"The little one waits on the master."

……

Afterwards, Ye Xiaoming's recovery continued, and he had more and more jobs.Jiang Yifeng knew that he might have taken some big case, but he didn't ask, he just waited on his master carefully every time.