Chapter 2126 He Slowly Lowered His Head

Ou Yihan and Wen Jin have been dating for several months.

In the past few months, even if she was not delicate and emotionally sensitive, as long as she was not a fool, she could feel that Wen Jin cared more about Jing Xiaocha than ordinary friends.

As for Wen Jin's statement that he regarded Jing Xiaocha as his sister, Ou Yihan really thought at first that he only regarded Jing Xiaocha as his sister.

But later, she introduced Jing Xiaocha and Shi Tian and found that Wen Jinhui was unhappy.

Wen Jin would also be unhappy if Jing Xiaocha interacted with Jin Zheyu.

Jing Xiaocha was bullied, and Wen Jin stood up for her without saying a word, and even slapped Jin Fengjiao for her.

Ou Yihan didn't think that a gentle man like Wen Jin would hit women casually.

Ou Yihan tested again and again, not only testing Jing Xiaocha, but also testing Wen Jin. She hoped that her guess was wrong.

However, the results of the test showed that her intuition was right.

Wen Jin's excessive care and concern for Jing Xiaocha was beyond normal. He himself may not even know that his feelings for Jing Xiaocha are between men and women.

Not really treating her as a sister.

"You introduced Xiaocha to me before, didn't you really want to keep going with Wen Jin?"

When Ou Yihan cut the apple peel halfway, it broke. She threw the apple peel to Shi Tian, ​​who caught it with a smile and a handsome move.

"It's not like I can really do whatever I want."

Her voice sounded depressed.

Shi Tian frowned slightly. It was not an exaggeration for him to bully Ou Yihan, but he couldn't bear to see Ou Yihan being bullied by others.

Especially other men.

"In this case, stop thinking about Wen Jin and forget about him completely. Three-legged toads are hard to find, and two-legged men are everywhere. When you get better, brother, I will introduce you to a group of high-quality men. You choose."

Shi Tian knew that Ou Yihan had sacrificed a lot in his relationship with Wen Jin, and he saw her happiness and sweetness in his eyes. She originally thought that Wen Jin was her husband.

But I don't know, that's not the case.

Ou Yihan made a 'puff' sound, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, what if you can't introduce a group of high-quality men for me to choose from?"

"Then my brother will pledge himself to me."

"roll."

Ou Yihan laughed and scolded.

Shi Tian saw that she was finally no longer sad because of Wen Jin, and raised the corners of his lips happily.

"Come on, you can peel an apple so slowly. How do you practice surgery?"

Speaking of this, Ou Yihan couldn't help but glare at him resentfully.

I think back then, the excuse he made when he first enslaved her was, "Yihan, brother, this is to train you. You will be a doctor in the future, and you will need to use a scalpel, so from now on, you must practice your knife." Law……"

Since then, Ou Yihan has become Shi Tian's professional fruit peeling slave.

Later, she went abroad to study, and Shi Tian would visit her once or twice a year. In name, he wanted to see her, but in fact, he missed the fruits she peeled.

**

In the ward upstairs.

After Jing Xiaocha and Zhang Minghui finished talking on the phone, Wen Jin lowered his eyes at the watch on his wrist, took the phone and said gently, "Xiaohui will stay at my house these days, you don't have to worry about him."

"Brother Wen, Xiaohui is naughty and outspoken. If he says something he shouldn't say or does something to make you angry, just scold him."

What Jing Xiaocha was most worried about was Zhang Minghui's mouth.

Wen Jin raised his lips and chuckled, "Xiao Hui is not as disobedient as you think."

"..."

After Wen Jin finished speaking, he stood up and entered the bathroom.

Jing Xiaocha's eyes flashed, and he looked in the direction of the bathroom without knowing why. Wen Jin didn't close the door, so he obviously wasn't going to the bathroom.

There was the sound of water inside, and after a while, Wen Jin came to the hospital bed with a plate of hot water.

He twisted the towel and handed it to her, "Wash your face."

"Brother Wen..."

"Don't say you can do everything by yourself. You are a patient now and you must have the consciousness of a patient."

Wen Jin interrupted Jing Xiaocha, as if he knew everything she was going to say.

The corners of Jing Xiaocha's mouth twitched slightly, "What kind of consciousness should patients have?"

When the words came out, she wanted to bite off her tongue. What if Brother Wen got angry?

Wen Jin was not angry, but laughed.

He, who had always changed his face in front of her, actually patiently explained to her, "The patient's consciousness is to be taken care of, and not to show off at everything."

"..."

Jing Xiaocha opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

"Why are you so dazed? Do you want me to help you wash your face?" Wen Jin was amused.

"Need not."

Jing Xiaocha shook her head subconsciously, maybe because she was really afraid that Wen Jin would wash her face again. She couldn't stand this kind of treatment. In her desperation, she even forgot that her right arm was injured.

The right hand also wants to help.

As soon as he moved, he immediately frowned as the wound was involved, and immediately bit his lip to prevent himself from making a sound.

Wen Jin saw her stupid behavior in his eyes, with a trace of helplessness flashing in his dark eyes. He stood up and took the towel directly from her hand, "I just said that you need to have the consciousness of a patient. How can you do it in the blink of an eye?" Self-abuse.”

"I do not……"

Jing Xiaocha defended herself innocently.

Watching Wen Jin snatch the towel from her hand, he clasped her head with his other big hand, fixed her little face, and began to wash her face.

Jing Xiaocha's heartbeat was erratic again.

His body was slightly stiff, he didn't dare to move, and he forgot to stop him.

Wen Jin's movements were not rough. On the contrary, they were gentle and gentle, as if he were taking care of a child. The warmth of the towel penetrated his skin and reached his heart.

Jing Xiaocha's whole heart felt warm.

Wen Jin washed her face, and when the towel came to her chin, her movements became slower and gentler.

He didn't directly touch the wound on her neck, but turned his face slightly, and his warm breath sprayed on her skin.

After observing it carefully for a few seconds, he asked softly, "Does the wound here still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

When Jing Xiaocha's voice came out, he felt a little strange.

There was no way she could keep calm whenever Wen Jin came close.

Her heart beat faster and faster, especially when he spoke, his breath sprayed on her skin, causing a tingling sensation, and she felt her face heat up.

Wen Jin also heard the strangeness in her voice. His eyes that were staring at her wounds moved upward slightly, and his eyes swept across her pink cheeks and locked his eyes with hers.

Jing Xiaocha's guilty eyes flashed slightly.

Wen Jin's eyes darkened slightly.

He stopped washing her face, holding a towel in one hand and fixing her head with the other, staring at her.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become subtle.

Something is quietly growing in the air, slowly spreading...

Jing Xiaocha's body was still stiff, and with her head fixed, she was forced to look into Wen Jin's deep eyes. She felt that she was being deeply drawn in, completely unable to extricate herself.

Wen Jin's eyes fell on her lightly pursed red lips. The scene of her taking the initiative to kiss him flashed before his eyes. His Adam's apple rolled slightly and he slowly lowered his head...