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There was always only Lin Yan in a vegetable in that room, and now that he was making a sound, he didn't need to think about it...

When pushing the door open, Feng Jin's hands were trembling.

It's not that he never thought that Lin Yan would wake up, on the contrary, he had woken up countless times in the middle of the night.

The confusion of waking up made him unable to distinguish reality. He seemed to have lost an important thing, but he didn't know what it was.

Panicked, breathing tightened.

Then ran to Lin Yan's room, grabbed his shoulders, and shouted at him: "Lin Yan, Lin Yan..."

But later he found out that it was Lin Yan who had disappeared.

Whether he is happy, sad, or sad, Lin Yan will never give him any response.

What frightened Feng Jin even more was that Lin Yan showed no signs of getting better.

He no longer responds to himself, and will not.

The accent in the bedroom made Feng Jin's mind "buzz", he hurried to the bedside to see Lin Yan one by one

He was still lying there with a calm expression as usual.

The slender and slender hands were quietly placed on both sides of the body.

no change……

Nothing has changed.

There were dense red threads in Feng Jin's eyes.

He went around to the other side of the bed and found that the white jade vase by the window had fallen to the ground at some point.

The petals of the sunflower were cut into pieces one by one, the ground was in a mess, and the water was left all over the ground.

The cold wind blows in from the open window.

Feng Jin's eyes darkened obviously.

original……

Just the wind.

Jiang Zefei who was outside the door also came in and probed: "Feng Jin, are you alright?"

Feng Jin shook his head pale, "I remember I didn't open the window, did you?"

Jiang Zefei said "hmm": "The smell of medicine in the room is too strong, I want to open it to breathe."

Feng Jin closed the window and drew the curtains, "It's been cold recently, don't open the window for him, he has poor resistance, and he will be in trouble if he gets sick." Feng Jin turned the temperature of the room's air conditioner to the highest level, and then turned on the Lin Yan's quilt was covered.

Seeing him busy for a long time, Jiang Zefei frowned: "Feng Jin, have you considered sending him to a nursing hospital?"

Feng Jin was squatting on the ground, picking up the fragments of vases on the ground. When he heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head to look at Jiang Zefei: "What?"

Jiang Zefei came over, bent down to help him pick up the debris, and sighed: "I mean, you are not a professional nurse, and some things will be more effective if you hire a professional to do it."

Feng Jin put the debris into the trash can, his eyes were calm, but his tone was quite firm: "I won't send him back to that kind of place again."

Feng Jin got up, held the garbage bag in his hand, and was about to throw it outside, but Jiang Zefei called him back: "I just suggest you think about your future."

Feng Jin turned his head, Jiang Zefei's shadow was reflected in his eyes, his eyes were clear.

Jiang Zefei shrugged: "What's the use of guarding him. He won't wake up..."

Feng Jin didn't say a word, just clutched the garbage bag tightly, and walked towards the door. Jiang Zefei hurried over and followed him cautiously: "Feng Jin, are you angry? I don't mean to let you ignore my brother, I just think you too tired."

Feng Jin shook his head, his voice was soft: "I'm not angry, I know you're doing it for my own good."

What's more, Jiang Zefei was right.

Taking care of a vegetative person, his body and mind are already exhausted to a critical point, and even he himself doesn't know what he relies on to persevere.However, thinking about Lin Yan's abuse by the nurse, he didn't want to send him back.

Jiang Zefei went downstairs to throw out the trash, Feng Jin asked the florist to deliver a new bouquet of sunflowers, put them into a vase, and put them in the room for arrangement.

When he walked to the window, Feng Jin's foot suddenly hurt.

His expression changed, and he quickly held onto the window, pulling out a sharp white fragment from the sole of his shoe.

Apparently it was a vase that hadn't been cleaned just now.

It's really unlucky to see blood in the New Year's Eve.

Jiang Zefei pushed the door open: "I've already thrown out the trash, it's snowing outside, let's go out to make snow tomorrow..."

Seeing Feng Jin's bleeding right foot, Jiang Zefei turned pale with fright, and rushed over, "How did you do it?"

Feng Jin endured the pain: "The debris was not cleaned up, and I accidentally stepped on it. Go and get me some medicine...

Feng Jin staggered and walked towards the bed.

Jiang Zefei gritted his teeth, pulled Feng Jin's arm, placed it around his neck, and directly hugged Feng Jin horizontally one by one

Feng Jin panicked: "Jiang Zefei!"

Jiang Zefei hurriedly took a few steps, and then put Feng Jin on the side of the bed with strides.

Jiang Zefei's voice was a little trembling: "You...you don't move around, I'll get the medicine."

In a hurry, Jiang Zefei even brought over a chair.

After a while, Jiang Zefei came back with the medicine.His hands were shaking, and the medicine box was deformed by him.

Feng Jin looked at him strangely: "Why are you more nervous than me?"

Jiang Zefei was a little embarrassed, "Actually... I'm a little dizzy, and I feel dizzy when I see blood."

Feng Jin was taken aback for a moment, and put his feet back inside, "Then I will do it myself, you go out and wait for me."

Jiang Zefei didn't speak, pinched Feng Jin's ankle, pulled his injured leg in front of him, and carefully took off Feng Jin's cashmere socks.

Feng Jin's feet are very beautiful, not delicate, and there are many calluses, but the advantage is that his skin is fair, and he is smaller than ordinary men, and the instep line is smooth and perfect.

Jiang Zefei's mother is a ballet dancer, and his mother said that this kind of instep line is very good-looking when dancing ballet.

Jiang Zefei pinched Feng Jin's foot, a little stunned.

The bloodsickness seemed to be cured all of a sudden, and he felt that the bright red blood beads set off Feng Jin's fair feet, a bit like the description of Snow White in a fairy tale.

Feng Jin frowned: "Jiang Zefei?"

What is he in a daze for?

"If you're really dizzy, I'll do it myself."

There is really no need to make a fuss about such a small injury. Feng Jin has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has suffered countless injuries. He himself doesn't take it to heart.

Now that there is such a little blood, Feng Jin feels quite uncomfortable when his feet are pinched in the palm of someone's palm and looked at as if they were specimens.

"That's okay." Jiang Zefei sat down on the floor carelessly, put Feng Jin's feet on his knees, and repeatedly removed Feng Jin's red lotion and gauze, and it was better to tie a Ugly bow tie.

Jiang Zefei himself felt embarrassed, scratched his hair and laughed, "I'm sorry, this is the first time to treat a wound, and I haven't tied a bow before, sir."

Feng Jin couldn't help smiling, shook his feet, and comforted him kindly: "It's okay, I don't think it's that ugly."

Jiang Zefei stood up from the ground and patted the ashes on his buttocks: "Can you still walk? How about putting you in Lin Yan's wheelchair for two days?"

Feng Jin was taken aback: "What an exaggeration!"

"That's right, I sent the wheelchair to the utility room." Jiang Zefei grinned: "You can rest tonight, and I will mop the floor outside."

Feng Jin nodded embarrassedly: "..."

Jiang Zefei left.

Feng Jin let out a deep breath, then turned his head and glanced at Lin Yan lying behind him.

Feng Jin stared at that face for a long time, then leaned over, lightly rubbed Lin Yan's slightly frowning brows twice, "Why are you frowning... did I forget to close the window, and you were so cold? gone?"

Feng Jin's leg was injured, so Jiang Zefei stayed with him even longer.

─Early in the morning, I came to the door with big bags and small bags, and called Feng Jin to come over to help him: "I bought a lot of ribs and beef, and I will make vinegared short ribs and beef stew for lunch today."

Feng Jin flipped through the other bags: "Did you buy the hen? It's for Lin Yan's stew."

Jiang Zefei frowned, as if aggrieved: "This is the freshest thing I bought from the vegetable market early in the morning. You don't even ask me what I want to eat, just open your mouth and it's Lin Yan Lin Yan."

Feng Jin looked puzzled: "Because he is a patient. What do you care about with him?"

Jiang Zefei hummed: "I don't argue with him, but can I argue with you?"

Feng Jin was helpless: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Zefei laughed "hehe": "I want to eat the steamed fish you made."

"Okay. I'll do it."

Feng Jin moved the ingredients to the kitchen, saw Jiang Zefei also came to help, Feng Jin realized that Jiang Zefei seemed to be here all the time these days, not only coming to stay for one night like before, but also staying here during the day .

Feng Jin was curious: "Jiang Zefei, haven't you been to the company for a long time? Didn't brother Lin Yang ask you to help?"

Jiang Zefei was choosing vegetables, when he heard Feng Jin's question, he said "ah", "You don't know yet?"

Feng Jin was a little uneasy: "Know what?"

Jiang Zefei frowned: "Brother Lin Yang was kicked out by the Lin family. The company has not been in charge of the company for a long time, but now it is managed by an uncle of Brother Lin Yang. That old and immortal thing has laid the foundation of Brother Lin Yang for so many years. Pulled out all of them! Brother Lin Yang is really an idiot. He has worked so hard for the Lin family for so many years. decline!"

This... when did it happen?Why doesn't he know anything about it?

Jiang Zefei gritted his teeth angrily: "Those wolf-hearted beasts of the Lin family! With Lin Yang's father passing away, Lin Yan is like this, and Lin Yang's mother is a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, so they can work together to bully Lin Yang. Brother Yang, you beast!"

Feng Jin's hands trembled in fright, and the knife almost cut his hand.

"Where is Brother Lin Yang now?"

He owes so much money?He was kicked out of the company again, how would he live?

Jiang Zefei smiled: "Don't worry, my brother didn't do it for nothing all these years. He still has some assets in his hands. Sell the house and car. The hole can be filled. Basic life is fine..."

Jiang Zefei suddenly stopped laughing: "I'm just not reconciled to brother Lin Yang. The country I conquered was just taken away by others. Hey, do you know? Before my brother's company had such a big financial problem, it was me Brother's ex-boyfriend did it behind the scenes. And now he is the largest shareholder of the Lin Group, and he asked the Lin family to drive my brother out."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat: "Fu Ran?"

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Feng Jin: ... No, why is he frowning?What's up with him?

Lin Yan: Why do I frown, don't you know?

Look at my outline... the text is coming to an end!Sprinkle flowers!The next two episodes, as well as Mr. Jiang and Pipirang's shameless and impatient married life will be written to everyone one by one.

Fanwai may write Lin Yan first, and this pair of texts will end in... well, a terrible accident.

Hmm, no more spoilers.