I don't know what they're talking about.

He squeezed too hard, and my wrist hurt. Just as I was about to say something to him, I saw him slowly curl the corners of his lips into a smile.

I was taken aback, thinking he had woken up.

That didn't happen.

The man on the hospital bed had his eyes closed, his brow relaxed, his thick, dark eyelashes casting shadows, and a faint smile on his pale face.

He looked very content and at ease.

The grip on my wrist gradually loosened.

I unconsciously curled the corners of my lips and pressed the call button by the bedside.

When inserting a gastric tube for gastric lavage, it is easy to puncture the throat, causing infection and fever. Fu Yanshen had a high fever of 39.5 degrees Celsius.

Even after the medical staff left, he wouldn't let go of my hand. When I pulled away slightly, he gripped it even tighter.

"Fu Yanshen... let go of me first." I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his sleeping face, and whispered.

“No…” he mumbled, his thin lips moving slightly.

When responding, she gripped tightly again, like a three-year-old clinging to his mother.

My heart softened, and I said softly, "Fu Yanshen, let go of me first, I won't leave."

When I said I wouldn't leave, he gradually loosened his grip on my wrist.

I shook my aching wrist, intending to pour him some water. As soon as I turned around, he grabbed my wrist and forcefully pulled me down onto his chest.

My heart pounded like thunder.

“Qiaoqiao…don’t go…” This time, I clearly heard him muttering.

I was stunned for a moment.

In a daze, I remembered the past. This guy would only show that he cared about me when he was in a state of confusion.

I tried to get up, but he pressed me down again, just like before.

Finally, I could only take off my shoes and lie down next to him.

Both of them reeked of cigarettes and alcohol, which was quite unpleasant, but listening to his steady breathing, I unknowingly fell asleep.

I slept without any dreams.

In a hazy state, the familiar, warm scent of a man filled my nostrils, and through my blurred vision, I saw the man's deep black eyes swirling with tenderness and desire.

My heart pounded, my breath quickened, and my lips instinctively wanted to press against his.

But just as they were about to touch, they met Fu Yanshen's expressionless face and cold eyes.

The ambiguous soap bubble vanished without a trace.

For a moment, I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if it was real; he wanted to kiss me.

Fu Yanshen had already gotten out of bed and turned to look at me. "Last night, was it Aren who brought you here?"

He asked, puzzled.

I got up too, nodded, and said, "Mm."

Fu Yanshen's expression darkened, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked me up and down seriously. "Did he hurt you?"

I was taken aback by his deep and serious tone.

He thought I had been forcibly abducted by Fu Ren last night...

After a long pause, I finally spoke: "No."

Fu Yanshen's expression gradually softened, and he nodded, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

His tone was slightly apologetic, giving the impression of distance.

I wanted to say "It didn't bother me," but I swallowed the words back.

He went into the bathroom.

Fu Ren knocked on the door and came in, put down breakfast and Fu Yanshen's clothes, and then left.

After breakfast, Fu Yanshen actually changed into a suit.

"Where are you going? You should be in the hospital to rest and recuperate in your current condition," I asked him, raising an eyebrow.

Fu Yanshen was standing in front of the mirror, tying his tie with his back to me.

"There's a negotiation meeting at ten o'clock," he said calmly. "I know my own body."

"There are still some left, they were all brought in for emergency treatment last night..." My angry tone grew softer and softer, and my mood became heavier and heavier.

At this point, can we still blame him for drinking?

For the sake of business, he had no choice but to drink, no choice but to... grovel.

Fu Yanshen turned around, looked at me, his eyes flashing with a glint of light, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.

In the past, he would have asked me if I was concerned about him.

Now, he's in a predicament, his future uncertain, and he probably doesn't have the confidence to ask anymore.

Just like Lin Xiao said, he wouldn't drag me into his troubles.

My heart felt heavy. He broke the silence first, "I'm in a hurry..."

"Fu Yanshen!" I called out to him, striding up to him. "Your tie is crooked."

He was clearly taken aback.

I loosened his tie and helped him re-tie it.

Unlike last night when he reeked of alcohol, he now exuded a cool and clean aura, with a faint woody scent. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie, looking simple and austere.

It seems like it's been a very long time... no, it's since I was reborn that I haven't tied a tie for him.

Unlike before, when I would help him tie his tie whenever he wore a suit, and I would also coordinate his outfit from head to toe the night before.

As I tied it, I felt a pair of burning eyes watching me from above.

The neat black tie knot reached right up to his shirt collar, nestled just below his prominent Adam's apple. The intense scent of hormones wafted through the air. My fingertips trembled slightly as I gritted my teeth and adjusted his tie clip.

"alright."

I looked up and gave him a big smile, then took a step back. "You look great, the negotiations went well!"

I said sincerely.

I hope he'll be alright.

Fu Yanshen lowered his eyes and glanced at me, his Adam's apple bobbing. He smiled faintly and said softly, "Thank you."

He carried his briefcase, walked with steady steps, and his tall figure quickly left the ward.

When I left, I ran into Xu Xun in the hospital corridor. He was on his way to my ward to deliver an invitation to me.

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