Cheng Hui's arms were dislocated, his neck could not move, and he needed help to eat and drink.
It is not convenient for Fei Ersan to bow his head, and he also needs someone to serve him.
Jiang Yanyu took personal care of Cheng Hui; on Fei Ersan's side, Jiang Yanyu arranged for a maid to come over, and gave red envelopes to the two nurses to take care of him together.
"Sister, don't cry, I'm fine."
Cheng replied.
Jiang Yanyu's eyes were a little swollen, and she shed some tears: "I'm sorry, Cheng Hui, it's all my fault that you have suffered so much."
"It's not your fault, it's Sheng Yun."
Cheng replied.
When Jiang Yanyu heard Sheng Yun's name, she felt angry in her heart, but she didn't show any ferocity on her face. She just said: "He has drowned and died. This is his retribution."
Cheng Hui looked at her: "Are you reluctant to part with her?"
"I don't."
Jiang Yanyu said.
Sheng Yun hurt her again and again.
From the moment we met to the end, I never showed her any kindness.
In the past, he wanted the power of the Jiang family, so he used her and deceived her; later, he wanted to draw a clear line with the Restoration Party, so he took the initiative to break off the engagement, regardless of her face.
Later, he became possessed and felt that he was in love with Jiang Yanyu, and began to get entangled with her again, even at the risk of hurting her.
Who is he that deserves Jiang Yanyu's sadness?
She wouldn't even give him the slightest bit of sadness!
"Don't be sad."
Cheng Hui whispered, "You still have me, sister."
Jiang Yanyu forced out a faint smile: "I know.
Cheng Hui, thank you."
"Sister, I'm a little scared when you're like this - you say sorry one moment, and thank you the next, as if the next moment you want to pay me to make it up to me and send me away."
Cheng replied.
Jiang Yanyu's expression tightened: "I didn't!"
"That's great."
Cheng Hui laughed.
Just smiling makes the wound on my face hurt.
In addition, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his smile was not good-looking. He took a breath and calmed down his expression.
"elder sister."
"Um?"
"You won't drive me away, right?
no matter what happens."
"I won't."
Jiang Yanyu told him seriously, "Cheng Hui, as long as you are willing, you can stay with me forever.
I don’t ask you to give me anything, I just ask you to always treat me well.”
Cheng replied: "..."
He was stunned for a moment.
This is not quite right.
Is this... a confession?
He was stunned when he saw Jiang Yanyu stand up and peck him lightly on the lips.
Cheng Hui was so stiff that he almost burst into tears.
The tips of Jiang Yanyu's ears turned red, and her voice trembled inexplicably: "Cheng Hui, please be my housekeeper.
There is no need to prepare anything, you are enough."
Cheng replied: "..."
This young master is so bold that he can't use his arms at the moment. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without straw.
Even so, he endured the severe pain and wanted to hug Jiang Yanyu: "Sister!"
Jiang Yanyu said, "Don't move! If your arm is dislocated again soon, your hands will be really useless."
Cheng Hui looked at her and smiled stupidly: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Jiang Yanyu leaned over and sucked on his lips again, touching the wound at the corner of his lips.
The pain jolted him.
Her soft touch on my lips was not a dream.
Jiang Yanyu closed her eyes, pressed her lips against his, and a drop of hot tears fell on his face.
She was impulsive again.
But no matter what, she wanted Cheng Hui, even if he was in poverty, she was willing to have him.
Cheng Hui couldn't move his arms or neck, and his body ached everywhere, but it couldn't stop him from being elated.
He stopped calling his sister and called her in a low voice: "Bell!"
Jiang Yanyu agreed.
"Lingdang, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."
Cheng replied, "I'm afraid I can't be your housekeeper. My grandfather doesn't agree.