031 Help me wipe my body.
Pei Yan walked towards the elevator with his phone in hand. Just then, the elevator arrived, and someone came out of it.
He glanced at the other person out of the corner of his eye, but before he could even get a clear look at their face, he looked away.
He asked the private investigator, "And then?"
The private investigator continued, "The client requested that the case be dropped, and the police had no choice but to agree. Later, when they tried to contact Ms. Chi to get more information, she had already disappeared."
Pei Yan stepped into the elevator, utterly perplexed, "Did she really set fire to that houseboat?"
The private investigator said, "That's not true. Later, the police interviewed nearby villagers, and some people said that before the fire, a strange woman came, drove a luxury car, spoke standard Cantonese, and loitered near the houseboat."
"A few days later, late at night, the luxury car came again, along with a Mercedes. Some people saw two men wearing hats and masks get out of the car and pour a bucket of gasoline outside the houseboat."
"Not long after, the houseboat caught fire, and the group didn't leave until the houseboat was almost completely burned down."
Pei Yan reached out and pressed the elevator floor button. He glanced up casually and saw a slightly familiar figure from behind.
Upon closer inspection, the figure appeared much more robust than the one he remembered.
Perhaps he was mistaken; that person was so fat, how could he possibly be Chi Xiaoman?
The elevator doors slowly closed, and Pei Yan asked, "Where is Chi Xiaoman?"
"We haven't been able to find Miss Chi's whereabouts yet. No one has seen her since the houseboat was burned down, and she hasn't returned to the small fishing village."
Pei Yan rubbed his temples.
The world is so vast, if Chi Xiaoman doesn't return to her small fishing village, where are they supposed to find her?
Just when he was about to despair, the private investigator said again: "However, I found out that Miss Chi's grandmother's seventh death anniversary is coming soon. It is a custom in the small fishing village that she will definitely go back to send her grandmother off on her final journey."
Pei Yan's eyes lit up. "Right, how could I forget about this? I'll go tell Huo Sheng right now."
They couldn't find anyone anywhere in the world, so they had no choice but to wait and see.
Xie Yaoyao cooked some millet and pumpkin porridge and took it to the hospital to visit her.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Pei Yan.
She knew Pei Yan.
Back when Huo Yanxi was studying medicine, Pei Yan was his classmate. Later, Pei Yan changed his major and went to the School of Finance.
However, since the dormitories for the School of Finance and the School of Medicine are located together, they remain roommates.
The two have a very close relationship.
On the day she and Huo Yanxi hastily registered their marriage, Pei Yan was pulled in by him to be their witness.
However, now that they have met again, they do not recognize each other.
Xie Yaoyao walked straight to the nurses' station without looking to either side and asked about Huo Yanxi's ward.
The nurse didn't think she was a paparazzi. After asking for her name and confirming with Huo Yanxi over the walkie-talkie, she took her to Huo Yanxi's ward.
Two bodyguards, each nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood at the entrance of the ward. They wore headsets and stood there like two guardian deities, exuding a strong sense of intimidation.
Under the watchful eyes of the two, Xie Yaoyao pushed open the door and entered the ward.
Huo Yanxi leaned against the headboard with her eyes closed, looking even paler than when she was at her house that evening.
Xie Yaoyao felt a little guilty, probably because of that plate of stir-fried beef with yellow peppers.
"Mr. Huo, are you alright?" Xie Yaoyao asked cautiously from the doorway.
Huo Yanxi glanced at the culprit, his expression indifferent, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
It's almost 1 a.m.
She doesn't want to sleep, but he does.
Xie Yaoyao could read the disgust in his eyes. She took two steps inside and said, "I've come to apologize. I heard that you ended up in the hospital after eating just one bite of our beef. I was so worried that something might happen to you, so I came to check on you."
Is he still alive?
She didn't want to lose her teaching position at St. Paul's Co-educational School, so she had to come and see this benefactor.
Huo Yanxi didn't see much concern on her face. "You're still alive, you can go now."
Xie Yaoyao choked up for a moment.
She moved two steps closer to the bedside and held up the thermos in her hand. "I don't know if you can eat, so I made some millet and pumpkin porridge."
Huo Yanxi had a dull ache in his stomach.
He just had his stomach pumped and can't even drink plain water, let alone millet and pumpkin porridge.
Was she afraid he wouldn't die quickly enough?
"Thank you for your trouble."
Xie Yaoyao placed the thermos on the round table, glancing furtively at the IV bottle hanging there.
The liquid dripped into the tube.
Her gaze followed the IV tube down to his hand, which was resting on the blanket.
His hands were exceptionally beautiful; the knuckles were not large, but rather long and slender, like bamboo carved from white jade.
The pale blue blood vessels and veins beneath the skin bulge slightly, meandering with a quiet strength.
For some reason, she remembered their first time.
His long, slender index finger parted her clothes, pinched her slender waist, and lifted her up, placing her on the sink.
He braced himself on either side of her, moving closer in an aggressive manner.
“Manman, once you’ve done this with me, you can’t do it with other men.”
"If you haven't seen enough, why don't you stand closer and get a better look?" A mocking voice rang in my ears at the same time.
Xie Yaoyao snapped back to reality and saw the man looking at her with a mocking gaze. She choked on her saliva.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, I've never seen such beautiful hands before."
Back then, that hand could easily bring her to the peak of desire.
Now it is something that can only be longed for but never attained.
Huo Yanxi pulled his hospital gown down to cover the injection site.
"It's getting late, Teacher Xie, please go back."
Xie Yaoyao felt that since she had visited Huo Yanxi, she should be able to keep her job.
She immediately replied, "Okay, Mr. Huo, please let me know if you need anything. I will be there whenever you call while you are in the hospital."
Huo Yanxi saw that her toes were already impatiently turning towards the door, and he narrowed his eyes.
From their first meeting, he sensed that Xie Yaoyao seemed to be very afraid of him.
This fear is somewhat inexplicable.
It doesn't seem like fear of superiors, but rather an instinctive avoidance of familiar people.
"Since Teacher Xie has said so, it would seem a bit hypocritical for me to be polite to you any further."
Xie Yaoyao was just being polite, but she never expected to end up shooting herself in the foot.
She thought to herself, "You can be hypocritical," but said in a bureaucratic tone, "How could I?"
Huo Yanxi said, "I had a stomachache and broke out in a sweat just now. If Teacher Xie doesn't mind, could you help me wipe myself down?"
"Wipe, wipe what?" Xie Yaoyao thought she was hallucinating and stared at Huo Yanxi in disbelief.
Even though she is fat and doesn't look like a woman, she is indeed a 26-year-old young woman.
Huo Yanxi asking her to help him wipe his body is just too much of a bully.
Huo Yanxi repeated, "I'm too weak to even wipe myself, so I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Xie."
Xie Yaoyao was terrified. Could there be anything more outrageous than what she had experienced?
She reunited with her ex-husband, but he didn't recognize her and even asked her to wipe his body.
If this were in the workplace, she would have sued him for sexual harassment.
Unfortunately, they're in the hospital now, and he's a helpless patient. It just looks like she's harassing him.
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