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  Lu Yiheng hummed in response, suddenly stopping, his deep black eyes turning around, and his voice suddenly became stern. "Who helped me change my clothes?"

  Nie's words were like a gentle breeze, and her face turned crimson as she replied calmly, "You had a high fever last night, your clothes were soaked, Vin helped you change."

  Lu Yiheng seemed to let out a sigh of relief, "That is..."

  "It was also Vin who helped you wipe your body," Nie Zhiyan paused for a moment, patted his own face, and forcibly suppressed the scenes that appeared in his mind last night, coughed, and said: "Mr. Lu, I am a professional nurse, even if it was me who helped you change your clothes, it was just fulfilling my duty..."

  He was cut off by his cold voice, "I don't like it, hope Nurse Yan doesn't interfere too much."

  Nie Ziyu said, "...... Mr. Lu, as a patient, you should cooperate with the medical staff."

  "My wife would mind," Lu Yiheng's expression was unusually gentle, and he continued: "Xian nurse, I don't want to see a situation where domestic violence occurs one day because of something that can be avoided."

  Nie Ziyu said, "...... Ha! Mr. Lu, you're really funny. Since you have a wife, why don't you let her know about your situation? Looking at how carefully you're guarding your chastity, to be honest, are you afraid of your wife?"

  "Are you afraid that your wife will abandon you once she finds out about your current situation?"

  His face was awkward, and he said faintly, "You're thinking too much."

  "Oh, really?" She crossed her arms over her chest, looking amused, "How are you so sure..."

  "It's precisely because it's certain, so I can't let her know."

  She fell silent, possibly because the sunlight was too strong and hurt her eyes. She stretched out her hand and rubbed them hard, rubbing them bright red, but she stubbornly didn't shed a tear.

  Nie Zhiyan had been to the hospital many times, and every time he felt that each day spent in the hospital was like a year. However, this time seemed quite unexpected, and the time passed relatively quickly.

  Ever since he inexplicably had a high fever, Nie Zhiyan has been inseparable from Lu Yiheng, not daring to leave his side for even a step. In the past month, Lu Yiheng's body, apart from being unable to see and having to sit in a wheelchair, has otherwise been nursed back to health by Nie Zhiyan bit by bit. However, Nie Zhiyan himself is getting worse and worse.

  The whole person is thin... Bai Yi just wants to drag her back to France without caring, but looking at her being so meticulous with Lu Yiheng, although she's thinner, her mood is pretty good, he can only think about it, in the end, nothing can be done.

  Lu Yiheng had both legs in plaster casts, and when they were removed, he was calm, but Nie Zhiyan was so nervous that his palms and backs of his hands were sweating. His two small legs had comminuted fractures, and after the plaster was removed, an X-ray was needed to accurately determine the situation. This process took up the whole afternoon, and Nie Zhiyan was on pins and needles, unable to calm down.

  Vin had once warned her that he would likely remain the way he was now for his entire life, and although she wouldn't mind what kind of Lu Yiheng he was, it was too cruel for him.

  And she just wishes him well.

  Vin held the report, Nie Zhiyan leaned over to take a look, it was all professional terms, she couldn't understand. Lu Yiheng sat in his wheelchair, seemingly gazing out at the dazzling sunlight, but actually, from that angle, the sunlight was too glaring, and he couldn't even open his eyes.