Chapter 710

When he comes to Xia Beiqing, Shen Zhiyu holds the wheelchair in a hurry, but he doesn't fall down. He tries to restrain his breathing, and doesn't want Xia Beiqing to see his breathing.

Xia Bei stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Shen Zhiyu's arm. His joy and excitement were self-evident. Looking at Shen Zhiyu, he was suddenly stunned, and his raised lip gradually sank.

Xia Bei pulls Shen Zhiyu's sleeve and points his finger at Shen Zhiyu's face. His eyes are full of doubts and questions.

Shen Zhiyu touched his face: "what's the matter?"

Xia Bei tilted his mouth open, anxious to speak, and found that he couldn't make a sound, so he quickly took out the pen and paper he carried and wrote on it in a hurry.

——Mr. Shen, why do you look so bad? I lost a lot of weight.

Xia Bei leaned and frowned, reached out to squeeze Shen Zhiyu's arm, and then touched Shen Zhiyu's waist, as if to determine something.

Shen Zhiyu seized Xia Beiqing's hand in time and said with a smile: "I'm ok. Maybe I'm too tired to take care of my friends these days."

Xia Beiqing shakes his head and obviously doesn't believe it.

It's only three days. How can you lose so much weight suddenly.

Shen Zhiyu stroked Xia Beiqing's worried face: "it's OK, I'm back now? I'll get fat again

Xia Beiqing nodded, but he was not happy.

When Shen Zhiyu came back, the bodyguard packed up and left. In the room, Shen Zhiyu and Xia Beiqing were sitting on the bed, cuddling with each other, holding hands tightly, and talking about Shen Zhiyu's absence these days.

Xia Bei leans to write on paper.

——Miss Shen, I miss your cooking.

Shen Zhiyu said with a smile, "I'll cook it for you tomorrow. It's too late. Shall we go to bed first?"

Xia Beiqing nodded.

They lie down slowly. Xia Beiqing reaches out and hugs Shen Zhiyu tightly. His arm accidentally touches Shen Zhiyu's surgical wound. Shen Zhiyu trembles with pain.

Xia Beiqing immediately noticed the strange situation of Shen Zhiyu and looked at Shen Zhiyu with puzzled eyes.

Shen Zhiyu gritted his teeth and endured the pain. On the surface, he even pretended to be indifferent: "it's OK. Go to sleep. I'm too tired these days. I'm so sleepy."

Xia Bei tilted his head and didn't ask any more questions.

The next day, Shen Zhiyu was awakened by pain. When he opened his eyes, Xia Beiqing beside him was still asleep.

I don't know if it's because I was touched last night. There are bursts of pain in the surgical wound. Shen Zhiyu covers the wound tightly with his hand and sits up carefully, trying not to wake Xia Beiqing.

When he came to the bathroom, he locked the door, opened his clothes, and took apart the gauze. Because the wound was on his back, he could only look back through the camera. He was surprised to see that the wound was torn a little, blood seeped out, and the gauze was dyed red.

Shen Zhiyu finds the first aid box and rewinds the wound. He doesn't want to be seen by Xia Beiqing.

After dealing with all this, Shen Zhiyu came to the kitchen and prepared to cook porridge for Xia Beiqing. His body still couldn't make any effort, so he moved very slowly. Gradually, he felt suffocated in his chest, some breathless, and his head fainted.

Shen Zhiyu wanted to get the spoon. Before he took a few steps, he felt a whirl. He quickly reached for the corner of the table and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the sound of the door being opened came from behind. Shen Zhiyu turned his head and saw that Xia Bei came out of the room in a wheelchair. He immediately stood up and pulled up his lips to make himself look the same.