Chapter 905: Lan Song Dies 6
"Bro! I’m not disabled! I just have a foot injury!" He Zhilan, lying on the back seat, couldn’t help but cry and laugh, "And I’m definitely not a three-year-old kid who will reach home the moment I fell asleep! I haven’t been sleeping for days now, can’t sleep!"
"Just lie down and be good for a while, keep an eye on your foot, don’t let it touch the ground! It’ll be a mess if it gets dirty and then infected! The doctor said, it’s best to keep your foot dry these days!" He Teng didn’t feel he was making a fuss. He Zhilan had an accident before, and it was his responsibility for not protecting her well. Now that she was hospitalized, he had to take extra care of his wife.
"I haven’t bathed for days~" He Zhilan pouted and muttered, "The doctor said to keep it dry, not that it can’t get wet at all, I’m going to take a refreshing bath when I get back!"
"No." He Teng didn’t even think before he refused outright, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can just wipe your body for you."
He Teng spoke seriously, but He Zhilan blushed at his words, and raised her hand to scratch He Teng’s waist, "I’m not disabled! I can wipe myself!"
Besides, it’s my foot that is injured, not my hands!
He Teng looked down at the little hand mischievously placed on his waist, then grinned and continued driving comfortably, not at all disturbed by those roaming hands.
Xing Ye arranged a more secretive and safe place for them to stay. He Teng drove there, reached the building, and directly carried He Zhilan up to the fourth floor without showing any signs of panting.
"If lying down feels stuffy, just sit up nicely, and I’ll go make some tea for you to warm up."