Ling Ju hurried back to the ward to tell Song Qi that the nurse had just changed the fluid and Song Qi had fallen asleep.
Sitting on the bed, I felt a little sleepy, so I lay on the bed and took a nap. After thinking carefully, I decided that I couldn't talk about this matter for the time being because I had no evidence.
When I woke up, I found that it was already dark and the nurse came in to switch to the night shift for routine checks.
"Captain Song, you've recovered so much from such a serious injury in just ten days. It seems your wife has taken good care of you. You can walk around and exercise slowly, but don't walk for too long."
After the nurse left, Song Qi wanted to go to the bathroom, and Ling Ju helped him there.
"You go out first, I can pee by myself." When his elder brother was around, he would help him go to the toilet.
"No, what if I tear the wound? Don't worry, I won't peek. Just pee."
Song Qi was speechless. He watched his young wife turn her head away. He was still a little nervous and didn't take off his pants for a long time.
"What? Do you want me to help you?" Ling Ju grinned evilly and put one hand to Song Qi's crotch. Before the man could react, he lowered his head and grabbed the hospital pants with one hand and pulled it down, then pulled out the thing and pointed it at the toilet.
"Hey, you can pee now, right?"
Song Qi took a deep breath and put his mouth close to her ear, "You are so brave." Then he urinated.
"It's not like I haven't seen or touched it before."
The man's ears blushed again. She liked to tease him like this.
After Song Qi finished peeing, he helped him out of the toilet and ran some hot water to wipe him down thoroughly, though he didn't wipe his genitals. He then ate dinner from the cafeteria and brushed his teeth. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Song Qi felt particularly warmed watching the busy girl. He suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he had made a mistake that day. If he hadn't made a mistake that day, he wouldn't have found such a good girl. Fate might be like this. When you want someone, he doesn't come, but you get him by mistake.
"Wife." After Song Qi was hospitalized, he always liked to call Ling Ju "wife." At first, she was a little embarrassed, but then she gradually accepted it. This man was a reserved person, but now he was almost openly flirting in front of her.
Ling Ju glanced at him, wondering why he suddenly called her, "Ah, what's wrong?"
Song Qi was thinking about whether to say it, but he really wanted to, "I, I want to smoke a cigarette..."
"What!"
"I haven't smoked for a long time. I missed it so much that I just smoked one!" A trace of nervousness and shyness flashed across his dark face.
"What are you thinking about? You're not well yet and you still want to smoke?" He refused mercilessly.
"Other requests can be agreed to, but not this one."
Song Qi pondered for a moment, his eyes burning, "Oh, then I won't smoke anymore. Is there anything else I can ask for?"
"Just say it's not smoking or drinking."
Song Qi thought about it. It was already ten o'clock and his wife had just drawn the curtains.
"Come here, come closer, and I'll tell you."
Ling Ju leaned closer suspiciously, and the man whispered something in her ear. After he finished speaking, Ling Ju's face was burning, "Song Qi! Your request is even more excessive than smoking and drinking!"
"That's none of my business. You've already promised me. A woman's word is as good as hers. If you can't do it tomorrow, I'll refuse treatment."
Ling Ju sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the smiling face. This man was really introverted and reserved.
"Wait a minute, I'm going out for a while." She took the kettle with her and went out to be quiet.
Song Qi was resting with his eyes closed when he heard his young wife come in and asked, "Where have you been?"
"Get some water."
After pouring a large cup of hot water and leaving it to cool, Ling Ju went to the bathroom to wash up. She changed into clean pajamas and came out to find Song Qi sitting up, grinning at her. Suddenly, she felt a little terrified, like she'd fallen into a big bad wolf's trap.
"Come here, wife. Let me hug you." Who can stand this cold-faced handsome guy acting like a spoiled child?
Ling Ju walked over reluctantly, and just as she sat down on the bed, she was grabbed by the man and put on the bed. "Be careful, be careful, your leg isn't healed yet! Hey..."
Before she could finish her words, the man held her soft lips and used his soft and flexible tongue to take over. Soon, she became as soft as a wide noodle and lay in the man's arms, listening to his accusations.
"Wife, you don't know how uncomfortable I was when we didn't make it last time. I couldn't even put on my pants, so I had to stuff them in..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" All men are the same. Once they start having sex, they can't resist. The term "gentleman" is all nonsense.
Thinking about what happened that day, Ling Ju felt a little unsatisfied, but she was rational.
But I still have to take care of his body, "Lie down, just lie down."
Seeing his wife's worried expression, Song Qi lay down anyway.
Song Qi was getting a little anxious, and he raised his head to pull her pants. Ling Ju slapped his hand away and straightened her clothes. "Don't even think about that. I'll try another way."
In the end, there was no other way, so I used the white part of the scallion on my five fingers to help him relieve the pain.
Then this guy just fell asleep.
Seeing that he was asleep, Ling Ju took out the pocket watch again, put her little mouth against his, and secretly transferred energy for a while.
After staying in the hospital for another ten days, Li Zhigang came with three people to pick up Song Qi and Ling Yong.
Because Song Qi absorbed energy better and faster than Ling Yong, he can now walk normally, but he walks a little slower. The stitches on his body have been removed, and except for some scars, they are almost healed. The place where the bullet was removed from his head has also healed.
Ling Yong looked at Song Qi and wondered why he was recovering so slowly. This man was simply inhuman. He was almost dead, yet he recovered faster than him.
Ling Ju really wanted to transfer some energy to Ling Yong, but she couldn't kiss her own brother, right? That would be perverted! After asking the pocket watch several times how to transfer energy to her brother without any response, Ling Ju gradually gave up.
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