"Don't go to the hospital, it shouldn't be a big deal." he said. Although he had so much blood on his hand, he seemed to feel nothing and didn't feel pain at all.

"No, you must go to the hospital," she insisted. "Your hands are the hands of a doctor. The wound must be treated."

He stared at her and said after a while, "well, listen to you and go to the hospital."

Junle Yan was relieved.

I went to the hospital. After examination, Mei Beichen's fingers didn't matter much, and the emergency treatment was quite good. The hospital gave him some anti-inflammatory drugs. Junle Yan was completely relieved.

When he got back to the apartment, junleyan told, "the doctor said your hands can't touch water these days. Usually you have to wring a towel when you wash your face. I'll wring it for you."

"OK, I see," he said.

Because it was late to come back from the hospital, junle Yan helped Mei Beichen wash and change their pajamas. They were lying in bed. Instead of being close to his body as usual, she opened some distance from him.

"Why don't you sleep?" he asked.

"I'm afraid I accidentally pressed your hand when I fell asleep." she said. After all, her own sleeping position is really not good.

"It doesn't matter." he took the initiative to sideways, stretched out another intact hand to hold her waist, shortened the distance between the two, "I want to sleep with you." maybe only in this way, he can feel at ease tonight.

She did not resist his embrace, but made herself more careful to avoid his injured hand. In fact, she doesn't want to stay in his arms and sleep. She has been lying in bed alone for so many days.

For many years before Mingming, she also slept alone, but she was curious. These days, she felt very lonely. She often couldn't sleep even if she lay in bed and closed her eyes.

Now, his breath enveloped her whole body, making her feel at ease, as if sleepiness had swept over

Gradually, junle Yan went to sleep, while Mei Beichen looked at the man in her arms with open eyes. Tonight, although his body was out of control, fortunately she didn't suspect.

But in the future, if he has always had this sense of self hatred, she will find out sooner or later, but he hopes that she will never know.

I don't want her to be disappointed in him, nor do I want to bring her any pain.

"Yan Yan, I'm sorry..." in the dark, he murmured softly. In his hoarse tone, there was endless remorse.

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The next day, when junleyan woke up, he only saw Mei Beichen standing in front of the wardrobe and taking out a shirt to wear.

She was so excited that she suddenly turned over and got out of bed and hurriedly said, "let me help you."

"I'll do it myself. At best, slow down. You can sleep more." Mei Beichen said.

"I'm full of sleep." junle Yan said. He came directly to Mei Beichen, helped him put on his shirt, and then buttoned him one by one.

When he brushed his teeth, she helped him finish his toothbrush and toothpaste, took an electric razor, shaved his beard, and finally dried the towel for washing his face. Mei Beichen wanted to take the towel, but when he took junleyan, she directly took the towel and wiped it off his face, directly wiping his face.