Chapter 37 Chapter 37 "You can also use your mouth."

Not long after getting on Bus No. 404, Jiang Shizao received a text message from Wen Qianchuan, which contained the hospital information and Wen Jiming's ward number.

Wen Jiming lives on the tenth floor of the hospital.

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhi asked with concern.

"It's okay, brother. Brother Asakawa sent me the ward number." Jiang Shizao said, "His uncle is in the neurosurgery department...Ward 1012."

"Oh?" Wen Zhi continued, "This uncle has a problem with his legs, right?"

The person who spoke narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. It was unclear what he was thinking.

Jiang Shizao didn't notice what the people beside him were planning. Thinking of Wen Jiming, he nodded and said, "Yes, I was hit by a car again yesterday."

Jiang Shizao was already impressed by Wen Jiming. After all, he had never seen such a handsome man with long hair.

"That's really pitiful." Wen Zhi said slowly.

Noticing Jiang Shizao's expression, Wen Zhi narrowed his eyes again. Zao Zao... do you like long hair?

When the two arrived at Lingcheng Hospital, it was still a quarter before eight o'clock.

Wen Zhi and Jiang Shi had already arrived at the tenth floor, but after this man walked out of the elevator, he stopped beside a bench.

"Zao Zao, the ward at the end ahead should be Ward 1012. I don't know the people inside, so I won't go in with you." Wen Zhi said, "I'll wait outside. You can go and visit without worrying about anything else."

"Brother, thank you." Jiang Shizao looked at Wen Zhi with emotion.

In the ward, Wen Jiming heard a knock on the door. The man didn't ask, but when the second knock came, he answered, "Come in."

Wen Jiming's voice was very recognizable. When Jiang Shizao pushed the door open one-third, his eyes met with the man who was leaning against the headboard of the hospital bed.

Jiang Shizao's heartbeat became irregular for a moment, and then he slipped into the ward and closed the door.

Maybe because the other party was an elder, Jiang Shizao was a little nervous.

"Hello, uncle."

"Zao Zao, thank you for your hard work." Wen Jiming smiled faintly but warmly. He raised his hand and pointed at the chair beside the bed, saying to the slightly embarrassed boy, "Come and sit down."

Jiang Shi had already walked over and sat on the chair.

Wen Jiming was in a very good mood as he looked at the boy who sat next to him. He thought... so cute, just like a little white rabbit.

The next second, the man raised his hand and picked up the drink bag on the bedside table, "Zao Zao, this is the milk tea I bought for you."

Jiang Shizao looked at the cup of milk tea that was handed to him and felt a little flattered.

"Thank you for treating me to milk tea yesterday." Wen Jiming said with a faint smile, "Also... please take care of me today."

"No trouble!" Jiang Shizao said.

"Early morning, you drink."

Wen Jiming leaned slightly to the side, his long hair hanging down behind him. When the two of them got closer, Jiang Shi was already a little shocked by the other's facial features and figure.

Wen Qianchuan’s uncle…has such a strong aura.

Although Wen Jiming was half leaning on the hospital bed and was a patient, Jiang Shi was already nervous when he met his eyes.

"Okay..." Jiang Shizao swallowed hard.

When his eyes moved away, the person on the chair quickly inserted the straw into the cup and sat down to drink.

After that, the ward seemed to have returned to silence. The entire space seemed to be filled with only the regular sounds of instruments and the slight sound made by Jiang Shizao sipping milk tea.

Wen Jiming's gaze fell on the boy's moist lips. Watching the movement of those lips, the expression in his eyes also changed.

When Jiang Shizao had finished most of his milk tea, the man on the hospital bed spoke again.

"Zao Zao, do you like it?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Shizao looked at Wen Jiming and replied honestly, "It tastes good. Thank you, uncle."

Wen Jiming seemed to smile, but his expression became a little embarrassed. After that, he even narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man beside the bed: "Zao Zao, can I trouble you for something?"

"Uncle, you say." Upon hearing this, Jiang Shizao immediately put down the milk tea.

He had come to look after Wen Jiming. Jiang Shizao would definitely do his best to meet his needs!

Wen Jiming still seemed a little hesitant.

"uncle?"

"Zao Zao." Wen Jiming raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Shizao, "Can you please... help me go to the bathroom?"

"Of course." Jiang Shizao responded and stood up.

But after standing up, he obviously thought of something.

Jiang Shizao's gaze fell on the wheelchair beside him.

There was a hint of hesitation in his voice: "Uncle, I should push you over in a wheelchair, right?"

There is something wrong with Wen Jiming's legs, so he probably can't be supported... Jiang Shizao thought.

"Yes." Wen Jiming smiled slowly, his expression tinged with embarrassment. "Once we get into the bathroom, I might need you to support me a little bit... Is that okay, Zao Zao?"

Jiang Shizao was stunned for a moment.

Wen Jiming's words were actually a bit euphemistic, perhaps with some embarrassment, but Jiang Shizao now completely understood what kind of help the other party was seeking.

Seeing the man's slightly restrained gaze, Jiang Shizao suddenly felt a little flustered. Fearing that he might hurt the man's pride, he immediately replied, "Of course, uncle. It's not a big deal."

As he said that, he walked around to the other side of the bed and pushed the wheelchair over.

Jiang Shizao carefully helped Wen Jiming sit in the wheelchair. During this process, his eyes fell on Wen Jiming's legs more than once.

Actually... Jiang Shizao felt that the problem was not really serious.

Although Wen Jiming also has broad shoulders and long legs, he can definitely carry Wen Jiming!

This is how Jiang Shizao felt after helping the person sit steadily in the wheelchair.

So when they get to the bathroom later, he will definitely be able to help Wen Jiming... go to the toilet.

no problem!

"My legs are not completely unable to move." Wen Jiming said at this time.

Jiang Shizao couldn't see the man's expression from behind the wheelchair, but he was extremely cautious about this topic. If Wen Jiming didn't bring it up, he probably wouldn't ask.

Wen Jiming said: "Although it is very difficult, I am no longer completely unconscious."

After saying this, Wen Jiming fell silent again.

Jiang Shizao had just helped the other person and had actually observed the condition of Wen Jiming's legs. Wen Jiming said he was feeling something, but in reality, his legs probably still couldn't move... Jiang Shizao observed.

"Uncle, it will be fine." Jiang Shizao replied softly.

The two of them had already entered the bathroom.

This private ward is very spacious, perhaps a special ward, and the space in the bathroom is built to provide comfort and convenience for patients.

So it doesn't feel crowded at all.

There was also a pair of medical underarm crutches in the bathroom.

Jiang Shizao originally thought that it was not a big problem, but the fact was that after he put one of Wen Jiming's arms over his shoulder to support him, Wen Jiming's other hand had to be placed on a medical crutch that was originally prepared in the bathroom.

Wen Jiming's cheeks were already slightly flushed at this time.

Jiang Shizao supported the other person with both hands, one hand on Wen Jiming's waist, and the other hand on the other person's hand on his left shoulder.

In fact, Jiang Shizao's whole body was exerting force.

Then he realized... there was one more thing he needed to do.

Jiang Shizao's cheeks were actually a little red at this time. But he still had to say:

"Uncle, can I help you untie it?"

"Sorry to bother you...early morning."

Wen Jiming's left hand moved at this time and consciously placed it on Jiang Shizao's shoulder.

Jiang Shizao understood instantly. After stabilizing the two people's bodies, Jiang Shizao reached out to the other person with his free left hand.

The process was not very quick, as Jiang Shizao was trying to be safe, but after half a minute, he managed to untie it.

But when that thing really came out, Jiang Shizao was stunned again.

And not just because of its size.

Also because...

At this moment it is not its usual soft state.

So big.

Jiang Shizao's mind went blank for a moment.

Then, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: everyone’s is so big…

By the time he realized what he had just thought, Jiang Shizao was so ashamed that he almost couldn't help Wen Jiming.

"Hmm..." Wen Jiming groaned.

This voice successfully frightened Jiang Shizao so much that he immediately used all his strength to steady the man.

"Uncle, no...are you okay?" Jiang Shizao's voice trembled.

Wen Jiming's breathing seemed to quicken, and his expression was extremely embarrassed at this moment.

"Morning, I..."

Wen Jiming's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be afraid to look at the person next to him.

"Uncle?" Although he had already helped the man steady himself, Jiang Shizao was still very nervous, even more nervous for some unknown reason.

"Early... I am now..." Wen Jiming seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

But the man finally said: "I can't...resolve it now."

Hearing this, Jiang Shizao's brain instantly froze again.

"What should I do then?"

Jiang Shizao's head was buzzing, and he couldn't even recognize his own voice. His eyes subconsciously looked at Wen Jiming again.

The next second, Jiang Shizao swallowed hard, feeling like he should understand the situation.

For a moment the bathroom was silent.

Until Jiang Shizao heard a difficult voice:

"I might need to... before I can..."

Wen Jiming's words were incomplete, but as a man, Jiang Shi had already fully understood the unspeakable gaps in the other party's words.

In this situation, uncle should first resolve his current physiological condition before he can urinate smoothly...

Jiang Shizao's thoughts are very straightforward.

"Sorry, it's early." When Wen Jiming spoke again, his face was turned to the other side, as if he had taken a deep breath. His tone was much softer, but his instinctive reaction was still extremely tough.

Jiang Shizao could see its shape if he just glanced at it.

"Zao Zao, please put me down first..."

"Uncle, do you need help?"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and then both of them seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Jiang Shizao was actually just... asking a serious question... but in such an awkward situation, the word "help" immediately triggered a certain memory of his.

It triggered the memory of him and Wen Qianchuan helping each other.

At that moment, this sentence also underwent a qualitative change in his heart.

When he came to his senses, Jiang Shizao looked like a boiled shrimp.

Wen Jiming turned his head, his dark eyes looking into the boy's nervous eyes. His lips formed a line, and when he spoke again, his deep voice was full of temptation:

"How can you help me early on?"

When Jiang Shizao met Wen Jiming's gaze, his heartbeat instantly accelerated.

In a panic, his hand actually fell on Wen Jiming.

Jiang Shizao was probably also suffering from a lack of oxygen to his brain. He had forgotten that Wen Jiming's injury was in his leg, not his arm. He actually said, "Can I help you with my hands?"

At that moment, Wen Jiming, who was touched by the boy's hand, let out a comfortable sigh.

Wen Jiming clearly knew how to seize opportunities. He didn't give Jiang Shizao the chance to regret or back down. Though he was obviously taller, he now feigned a pathetic, sickly expression. "Zao Zao, please... help me."

"……good."

The atmosphere in this space has completely changed since then.

Jiang Shizao didn't seem to have any reason to refuse. He had come here to look after Wen Jiming. Now he was just offering a helping hand...

Although this kind of help was somewhat special and exceeded his expectations.

But they are all men...this kind of thing should be considered normal.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shizao's movements became much smoother.

Wen Jiming finally sat back in his wheelchair.

Jiang Shizao, who was familiar with the experience, felt that he had done a good job except that his heartbeat was still very irregular.

With his help, Wen Jiming was quickly released.

It should have been a moment of relief, but Wen Jiming had consumed a lot of liquid, and Jiang Shizao's clothes were unfortunately stained.

Wen Jiming felt very sorry for this. His voice was low and full of apology: "Sorry, I'll ask Wen Qianchuan to buy you a new set of clothes later."

"No, no need—" Jiang Shizao refused instinctively.

But after the rejection, I felt a little confused about my reaction.

The clothes were indeed dirty, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Wen Jiming suggesting that Wen Qianchuan bring him a new set of clothes.

So why was I so panicked and subconsciously refused?

Seeing Jiang Shizao's flustered look, Wen Jiming considerately raised his left hand and helped the boy wipe the stains on his chin.

"Zao Zao, I can do it now. Can you still help me up?"

"Of course." Jiang Shizao said with a flushed face after coming back to his senses. He had not forgotten what Wen Jiming wanted to do in the first place.

But just as he was about to reach out, Wen Jiming grabbed his wrist.

"What's wrong, uncle...?" Jiang Shizao, who was interrupted, lowered his head and looked at Wen Jiming.

Wen Jiming narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. He thought for a moment and his eyes fell on the changes in Jiang Shizao's body.

Jiang Shizao was wearing sweatpants, so it was very obvious.

"Zao Zao, do you also need to release some energy?" an inquiring tone sounded.

But before Jiang Shizao could react, Wen Jiming's hand was already on the boy's waist.

Their current position is very good, very suitable... Wen Jiming suggested: "Zao Zao, let me help you relieve it too?"

Jiang Shizao, realizing something, was at a loss as to what to do. He looked down and saw Wen Jiming's handsome face, his gaze fixed on him.

Wen Jiming raised his eyes and looked into Jiang Shizao's eyes. His pleasant and low voice was full of temptation at this moment: "Zao Zao, do you know that besides using your hands, there is another way?"

"What?" Jiang Shizao's eyes were confused for a moment.

A smile appeared on Wen Jiming's face. He just looked at Jiang Shizao and slowly said, "You can also use your mouth."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shizao froze in place.

"I'll help you, okay, early?"

Wen Jiming said this, his hands moving gracefully, but he was trying to untie the boy's clothes.

At this moment, the bathroom door was opened from the outside.

Wen Jiming didn't react much to this sudden change, but Jiang Shizao was shocked.

Especially after seeing that the person standing outside the door was Wen Qianchuan, Jiang Shizao subconsciously stopped Wen Jiming's action.

"Brother, you're off work."

Jiang Shizao looked at Wen Qianchuan, his attention completely absorbed by the man at the door. Only then did Wen Jiming feel a trace of regret.

Jiang Shizao didn't know what he was panicking about. But he was truly panicked now. It was a level of panic he had rarely experienced in his life.

After a long while, Wen Qianchuan finally spoke: "Early..."

As he spoke, the man also walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Wen Qianchuan was already regretting using the excuse of "helping each other is normal..." yesterday. As a result, Wen Jiming took advantage of the situation.

But it doesn't matter. Since Zao Zao needs help again, he will definitely make Zao Zao happier than Wen Jiming, a physically disabled person.

"elder brother?"

After Wen Qianchuan approached, Jiang Shizao felt that the space in this bathroom didn't seem very big... He was having difficulty breathing.