The high-end VIP ward is like an expensive hotel room, equipped with all kinds of electrical appliances and equipment.
Her tears had dried up, and Feng Yuanqing sat on the hospital bed with a sad face, staring at the person on the bed with a dull look.
Why?
Why is God so blind!
How could a healthy person suddenly become a vegetable?
Brother Qingyue is such a good person, how could he encounter such a sudden misfortune!
"Young Madam."
Feng Yuanqing was daydreaming and feeling sorry for herself when Aunt He came in with a basin with water and a towel in it. It was obvious that she was going to wipe Jiang Qingyue's body.
Aunt He walked closer, her nose moved, and she vaguely smelled something, and her brows immediately frowned.
The weather in September was still hot, but the central air-conditioning in the ward was blowing loudly, and there was a hint of chill, so Jiang Qingyue, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed, was covered with a thin quilt.
Aunt He, who had thought of something, immediately stepped forward and placed the basin on the bedside. She then lifted the quilt and took a look. Her face frowned even deeper, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes as she shouted loudly, "Young Madam!"
"Aunt He, what's wrong?" Feng Yuanqing looked up at her blankly.
"Young Madam, the young master suddenly encountered an accident and became like this. You have to pay more attention to him! If there is any situation, you must clean up the young master in time. The doctor said that he must keep it clean, otherwise it is easy to get bedridden illness! I just told you to wear diapers, and you forgot, but now the young master is like this, haven't you noticed?" Aunt He pointed at the mess under the quilt with a hint of anger.
"Huh?" Feng Yuanqing looked in the direction she pointed with a puzzled look on her face. She exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly shouted, "Oh, this... Aunt He, hurry, hurry, Uncle Zheng, come in."
A vegetative patient cannot move, so eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating...carrying out feces and urine is absolutely a daily routine.
"Young Madam, what's wrong?" Zheng Hongliang, who was guarding outside, came in immediately.
"Uncle Zheng, please help Aunt He and help Brother Qingyue clean up." Feng Yuanqing said hurriedly, feeling quite embarrassed.
"Old Zheng, carry the young master into the bathroom." Aunt He gave the orders.
"Okay." Zheng Hongliang picked up the person and took him into the bathroom.
"Young Madam." Aunt He wrung out the towel and handed it to her. "Go and help the young man clean up. I'll change the mattress."
"Ah! I...I..." Feng Yuanqing waved her hands instinctively and hesitated to take the towel.
Aunt He narrowed her eyes and felt even more unhappy.
This is naked disdain! As soon as the young master got into trouble, and it's only been one day, you already started to disdain the young master!
"Aunt He, I, I'll change the mattress. You go help Brother Qingyue clean himself up." Feng Yuanqing said awkwardly.
Although she agreed to the fake marriage and was willing to try to get along with Brother Qingyue, they had no relationship after all. They had not even kissed each other, and their relationship was just a pure one of holding hands!
Brother Qingyue is in this state now, and it is her duty to take care of him, but she is a woman after all, and helping him clean his private parts... No, no way.
"Young Madam, what nonsense are you talking about! After all, the young master is such a grown-up, I am not suitable for him! If he is not married yet, then forget it, but now, of course as his wife you should help the young master clean up." Aunt He spoke sternly.
It turns out that he thinks it’s dirty!
Aunt He felt even more indignant for Jiang Qingyue.
"But, but..." Feng Yuanqing continued to evade responsibility, her face showing some grievance. It's not that she was unwilling to take care of Brother Qingyue, but...
"Uncle Zheng..."
I was just about to push it to Zheng Hongliang.
"Old Zheng is a rough man and he doesn't know how to control his strength. The young master is in this condition and can't withstand any bumps. Of course, we women are more careful in matters like this." As she said that, Aunt He stuffed the towel into Feng Yuanqing's hand without saying a word and pushed him into the toilet.
The bright bathroom was more than 20 square meters. Zheng Hongliang had already placed Jiang Qingyue in the bathtub and quickly stripped her naked.
"Ah!" Feng Yuanqing couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this discordant scene as soon as she came in, and then instinctively turned her head away and didn't want to look at it any longer.
"Young Madam, what are you doing? Although it's summer now, the air conditioning here is turned on very high. Please hurry up, otherwise the young master will catch a cold, what should we do then?" Aunt He urged, her voice carrying a chill. You already have a child, and now you're still pretending to be innocent?
"I, I..." Feng Yuanqing hesitated and was embarrassed.
"Yes, Madam, please hurry up. I will help the young master take a shower first, and you can come and help him wipe his body." Zheng Hongliang also urged.
"I'll go get some clothes, Madam, please hurry up. Old Zheng, after you've dried her, wrap her in a bath towel and put her back on the bed. Be careful, hurry up, or she'll catch a cold." With that, Aunt He hurried out the door, obviously going to change bedding and prepare clothes.
"I understand." Zheng Hongliang said, looking at Feng Yuanqing who was still standing there in a daze, and frowned unconsciously, urging, "Young Madam, please hurry up."
"I, I understand." Feng Yuanqing could only grit her teeth and look away, trying to ignore the movement of a certain part of her body.
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After a lot of trouble, Jiang Qingyue finally returned to the hospital bed feeling refreshed. Then, Aunt He threw the prepared adult diapers to Feng Yuanqing.
Things like wearing diapers are naturally something that a wife should take care of.
Feng Yuanqing was filled with embarrassment, but she could only bite the bullet and help Jiang Qingyue put on the diaper with the help of Zheng Hongliang.
Everything was packed up, and Feng Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally over. But what was she going to do next?
"Aunt He, let's find a caregiver to take care of Brother Qingyue." Feng Yuanqing suggested after biting her lip.
"Young Madam, caregivers are paid to do their jobs, how can we trust them?" Aunt He dismissed the idea outright, feeling contempt. "You want to be a rich wife, but you're not willing to take care of the young master. How can it be that easy?"
I don’t know if the young master is crazy, why he fell in love with such a woman, she looks sad all the time like a jinx, and I heard that both her parents are dead, maybe the young master is unlucky by her!
"Young Madam, Old Zheng and I have other things to do. You must always pay attention to the young master's condition. Wipe his body every once in a while. If he defecates or urinates, be sure to change and clean it in time..." Aunt He said with a stern face, like a strict old nanny teaching rules.
Feng Yuanqing lowered her head, looking as if she had been bullied. She nodded and agreed, "Yeah."
Feng Yuanqing was filled with sorrow.
Brother Qingyue is in this state now, she can't abandon him and take care of his food and drink, she has absolutely no complaints, but the toilet... If it were Aunt Yang, she would definitely not have a single complaint, but Brother Qingyue is a man, it's really too...
Thinking back to what happened just now, Feng Yuanqing felt embarrassed. She really found it hard to accept. After all, he was just a fake husband.
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