Chapter 157 will never let the tragedy happen again!

"Just a few days ago, Miss Su had already found a house outside by herself." The assistant replied softly.

He didn't let Li Yeting and Qiao Wei get close, and didn't let Qiao Wei and Sui Sui meet, who knew that Li Yeting would dare to get worse!

"Good Joe...... he nodded, and said in a deep voice.

Sure enough, he has the same ability as Antong at the beginning!

However, as long as he is there for one day, it will never be possible for the tragedy to happen again!

He was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice to the assistant: "Let Su Ruyan move back, and you will personally help her carry her luggage!" ”

"Yes."

He didn't believe it, with him supporting Su Ruyan, Qiao was the only one who dared to make a mistake!

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Although Qiao only did minimally invasive surgery, because of the spine movement, the doctor instructed him not to take a bath for about a week to ten days, not to get out of bed alone, and to rest in bed.

The day after lying in the hospital bed, her period came, and she continued to lie down until her period was gone, and the doctor still refused to let her be discharged.

Carefree was at the door of her hospital room day and night, and Joe was the only one who couldn't see anyone, and it was inconvenient to do anything, and she lay almost moldy.

Finally, the doctor removed the splint and agreed that she could get out of bed and walk around on her own.

Joe's only hair oil that he hadn't washed for seven or eight days was going crazy, and the first thing he did when he got out of bed was to wash his hair.

But because the stitches on the back wound had just been removed, I couldn't get wet, so I couldn't take a bath, so I could only stand in the bathroom, and carefully scrubbed the rest of my body twice with a towel dipped in water.

As soon as he came out of the shower room, he vaguely heard the voice of Li Yeting outside the door.

She didn't have time to put on her clothes, and as soon as she wrapped herself in a bath towel, Li Yeting opened the door from the outside.

Seeing her standing inside wet, her brows furrowed slightly.

The doctor outside was continuing to talk to Li Yeting about Qiao Wei's recovery status, Li Yeting glanced Qiao Weiwei up and down, and closed the bathroom door silently.

Joe breathed a sigh of relief, turned his back, and had just taken a change of clothes from the sink next to him, when the door was opened again.

It's quiet outside, and the doctors and nurses should have gone out.

Qiao Wei glanced at Li Yeting through the mirror of the washstand, and subconsciously tightened the bath towel on his body.

Before he could retreat, Li Yeting reached over and grabbed her, spread a towel on the sink, picked up Qiao Wei with one hand, and let her sit on it.

Joe's heart was lifted suddenly, and before he could make a sound, he saw him turn around and take the hair dryer out and plug it in.

The only thing Joe looked at him seemed to be to help her blow her hair.

"I'll ...... myself," he said just a few words, and he gently picked up a small half of her hair and spread it out in his palm.

The warmth of the back of his hand rubbed against her shoulder.

Qiao Wei was silent, sat on the sink with her head slightly bowed, and let Li Yeting help her blow through every strand of hair.

No one had ever helped her blow her hair, and this was the first time in her life.

Unexpectedly, this person would be Li Yeting.

He should have just returned from abroad today to deal with the affairs of an overseas company, he has been very busy lately, and he has only been here once in between.

The old man secretly contacted Qiao in the middle of the night a few days ago, saying that Li Yeting did not meet him, but when he was operating the affairs of Qile Company, he let other hackers target him, and he did not have a chance to log in to Li Yeting's private account firewall.

Li Yeting seems to be still skeptical about the identity of the old man's old alley.

But fortunately, Qile Company should not be too much of a threat to him.

Li Yeting helped her blow a layer of hair on the surface half dry, and her five fingers gradually went deeper, passing through her thick hair and blowing up the inner layer.

His chin rested on top of her head, and his breath brushed over her forehead and pinna.