After wearing a book, I rely on cooking to save the BE male protagonist

Nan Ting coughed lightly, and said a little embarrassedly: "Ji Yao, help me to the toilet."

"Ah? Okay." Ji Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then his face blushed quietly.

"Boss, be careful with your legs..."

Nan Tingju's 1.8 meters seven is half a head taller than Ji Yao. Ji Yao held his elbow with one hand, and carefully supported his other shoulder with the other hand.His hands were tightly attached to Nan Tingji's strong and powerful arms, and he could feel the other's body temperature through a layer of clothing.

Ji Yao was in a trance for a moment——

This was the first physical contact between the two of them. His hands supported him, and his palms were sweating from the scorching body temperature of the other party.

"Well, boss, do you still need me to help you take off your pants?" Ji Yao asked with a blushing face.

"...No, I'll do it myself, you support me."

Ji Yao was stunned for a second... After a few seconds, his face flushed red.

Then Nan Ting heard him stammering and whispering: "Fu, where to help?"

Nan Ting gave a pause as he unbuttoned his trousers, and then red clouds climbed up his ears.

He said a little funny: "Of course you are holding my shoulder, why? Where else do you want to support?"

Ji Yao felt like a boiled shrimp, a glowing red shrimp that could not die anymore, the shrimp that had been peeled off by Nanting...

Especially when he heard the smile in the deep voice of the other party, he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground immediately.

……

What the hell did I say? ? ?

……

Until Nantingju finished draining the water and returned to the hospital bed, Ji Yao didn't dare to look up into the other's eyes.

Fortunately, Zhang Xinwei came to rescue him after a while, and he left the ward to let off the heat from his face.

Call ~

The first time he helped the wounded to go to the toilet, he was blushing and heartbeating, and he did not complete it perfectly. There will be a second, third, and many times in the future, and he will always have to get used to it.

They're all men, what's there to be shy about?

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Zhang Xinwei helps Nantingji manage affairs in the company, and will come to the hospital every day to report some things to him. Most of the time, the task of taking care of Nantingji falls on Uncle Liu and Ji Qiao.

No, it should be said that it mainly fell on Ji Yao.

Nanting's left leg was in a plaster cast, and it was difficult to move. He could eat by himself, wash, change clothes, and go to the toilet. He was only asked to help him. Ji Yao wanted to call Gu Feifei several times, but he coldly refused .Except that Uncle Liu would take over his shift when returning to the Nanzhai to cook, Ji Yao never left Nanting, and sometimes even slept in the empty bed next to him at night.

Just a week after Nan Tingli was hospitalized, his scumbag father Nan Huamao finally came to see him.

Ji Yao stood aside, looked at Nan Huamao carrying the fruit basket, and said with concern, "Ting Xi, are you feeling better? Does your leg still hurt?"

Nanting replied flatly: "It's pretty good."

Nan Huamao: "Then I don't worry, your brother Xiaochao got sick a few days ago, and he is alone in Country M, so we went to take care of him when we were worried, and I just came back yesterday to see you, you won't blame him Dad just came to see you now?"

Nan Tingju's face remained cold and said: "Well, you are my father, how can I blame you?"

It's just that these words fell into Ji Yao's ears, but they didn't like it at all.

He had heard from Uncle Liu that Nan Chao frightened them just with a high fever, and he took care of them in Country M for two weeks, and Nan Ting had a car accident that was so serious, why wasn't he worried at all as a father?

At this time, Yu Wenli, who was exquisitely made up and luxuriously dressed, stepped forward, presented the gift box in her hand and said softly, "Ting Xi, this is the tonic we brought you from country m."

Nan Tingju just glanced at the box quickly, with no expression on his face: "Sorry, I don't like to eat these."

For Nan Huamao, Nan Tingju could still be perfunctory, but when facing Yu Wenli, he didn't even want to look at her.

Yu Wenli's face was a little embarrassed, but she quickly adjusted it, and outsiders still looked like a magnanimous and dignified stepmother.

In the end, Uncle Liu still took the things, but it didn't make it difficult for the two of them.

Nan Tingyu was extremely indifferent, he almost had the words "not welcome" written on his face, it would be boring for the two of them to stay here any longer, and then Nan Huamao exchanged polite greetings and then embraced Yu Wenli I'm leaving, Uncle Liu sees me off.

"Hey, take good care of your precious son!"

Ji Yao still couldn't hold back and whispered a word of spit at the two people's retreating figures.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Nan Tingju's obsidian-like eyes staring at him.

Uh... You have seen your little action just now, right?

Ji Yao grabbed the hem of his clothes and took the initiative to explain: "...Well, I don't like them."

Nan Ting raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Why?"

Ji Yao was a little timid, drooped his head, and muttered in a low voice: "They treat you badly..."

The man was silent, and Ji Yao looked up.

Seeing Nan Ting pursing his lips and being slightly stunned, Ji Yao realized that he had said something wrong. Isn't he exposing scars?

"Boss, don't care about them." He quickly comforted, "Someone will treat you well in the future."

Will there be someone?

Nan Ting was silent.

Seeing his little chef explaining clumsily, with a bit of trepidation in his tone, and looking at him with sincere eyes, he suddenly felt that if someone would treat him well in the future, then this person must be him, must be This person in front of me.

"Yeah." Nan Ting's lips curled up, "I don't care about them."

Ji Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he should have known that the psychological endurance of being a male lead is also very strong.

Ji Yao: "Boss, should you change your medicine? I'll call Miss Gu."

After a while, Gu Feifei came with gauze and medicine, looked at the wound on his head and said: "The wound on his head has almost healed. Next, pay attention to your diet and don't eat chili and hair. The scab will soon form. heal."

Nan Tingyu nodded slightly.

Ji Yao showed a smile: "Okay, thank you Miss Gu."

Gu Feifei laughed and said, "Aren't you tired of saying thank you every time? Don't be polite to me, you should."

Seeing the two talking and laughing in front of him, Nan Ting felt uncomfortable.

After Gu Feifei left, Nan Ting said to Ji Yao coldly: "It is forbidden to fall in love during work."

"……what?"

The sudden words made Ji Yao puzzled, he opened his mouth and said in a daze, "Is there such a stipulation in the contract?"

Nan Tingji: "It didn't exist before, but now it does."

Ji Yao: ...All right.

No, this... Who can he fall in love with?

Seeing Ji Yao nod his head, Nan Tingji was satisfied.

"I'm hungry and want fried rice with eggs."

"Good boss."

After Ji Yao left, Nan Tingju said to Uncle Liu, "Go and ask the doctor, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Uncle Liu was surprised: "Does Nan always feel uncomfortable in the hospital?" He only stayed here for more than a week.

"Ah."

If he stayed any longer, his little chef would be hooked away by the nurse.

"Okay, I'll go ask Dr. Zhang."

Zhang Yuanbai was a little surprised when he heard that Nantingji was going to be discharged from the hospital, but he could understand that the rich people would think that the conditions of the hospital are not good, and it is not as convenient as home, especially for a president like Nantingju, who has a lot of company affairs to deal with, hospitalization After all, it was delayed too much.

Moreover, Nan Ting's recovery ability is astonishing. Ordinary people who are injured like him may not be able to get out of bed for half a month. He recovered obviously very well in just a week.

It took a hundred days to hurt his muscles and bones, but according to his astonishing recovery speed, it might take less than two months to fully heal and even walk like flying.

Thinking of this, he approved the discharge application without hesitation, and was discharged after three days of observation.

The author has something to say: long wait.

Coughing all the time, sore throat╯▂╰Everyone, please take care of yourself.