Chapter 19: Personal Care

When Wen Yan woke up, it was already dark, and the windows of the VIP ward could see the neon and falling snow outside, and the warmth in the ward and the cold outside were two different worlds that were separated.

Suddenly hearing movement in the room, she slowly turned her face sideways, and saw the man on the sofa who was working on the laptop, his bony fingers were gently tapping on the computer, his focused face was a little sharp, and his lips were a little thin and cold.

"Awake?" The man closed his laptop and looked up at her.

"Hmm......" She wanted to get up, and only after she moved slightly, there was a pain in her left shoulder, and she remembered what had happened before.

Mu Tingchen stepped forward and checked her wound: "Don't move." ”

Wen Yan obediently stopped moving, but the feeling from her lower abdomen made her extremely embarrassed, there was only Mu Tingchen here, she wanted to go to the bathroom, and it was inconvenient for her to move...... If you move a little, the wound will be painful.

As if seeing her discomfort, he asked, "Want to go to the bathroom?" ”

Wen Yan blushed: "Hmm......"

Mu Tingchen didn't say anything, and carefully helped her to get up, her movements were as gentle as before, even so, she was still in cold sweat in pain, and the gauze on the wound was also overflowing with a hint of red.

He walked into the bathroom almost half-holding Wen Yan, and when Mu Tingchen reached for her pants, she hurriedly said, "I'll come by myself!" ”

He stopped his movements and looked at her intently, Wen Yan was extremely embarrassed: "Can you ...... Do you want to avoid it for a while? ”

Mu Tingchen's so-called avoidance was just turning his back.

Knowing that he would not go out, Wen Yan struggled inwardly for a moment, using the only right hand that could move, but every subtle movement could involve the wound, especially when leaning over, the simplest action was also so difficult that it was almost impossible to complete, and the blood spilling from the wound had already stained the hospital gown.

didn't hear the movement behind him for a long time, Mu Tingchen turned around, saw her red-dyed hospital gown, frowned, and couldn't help help her take off her pants, and then turned her back again.

Wen Yan sat on the toilet awkwardly, obviously in a hurry, but she couldn't get out, at this moment, she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and her shame was bursting......

Finally, twenty minutes later, she turned her shame into a cloud.

Back on the bed, she buried her face in the quilt, and Mu Tingchen called the doctor to treat her torn wound like no one else.

At about seven o'clock, two bodyguards brought food, Mu Tingchen picked up the porridge and walked to the bed, put the porridge down first, then helped her up, and waited for her to sit down before picking up the porridge and feeding her.

Wen Yan didn't dare to refuse, and took a bite carefully, the taste of the tonic in it overwhelmed the original lightness of the porridge, but it tasted good, this was made by Liu's mother, she could taste it.

Not accustomed to his sudden gentleness, Wen Yan was a little at a loss: "I...... Do it yourself? ”

Mu Tingchen's face turned a little colder, Wen Yan lowered his eyes and didn't dare to speak again, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.

"Why?" His voice rang out in my ears.

Wen Yan looked up at him: "What? ”

"At that time...... Why rush over? Mu Tingchen's deep gaze fell on her, as if he wanted to see her through.

She understood, and he was asking about blocking the knife for him.