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Chapter 216: Chapter 0216: Fainting (Five More)_1
Anyone who has cared for a patient knows that bedridden patients need to have their bodies wiped and their clothes changed every day.
The hospital has specialized nurses to help, and you could hire someone, but Yang Xinyi didn’t hire anyone, she personally helped Ye Xiong wipe his body and change his clothes every day.
The clothes she took off him, she brought back home to wash in her washing machine, instead of letting the hospital nurses take them to wash.
She felt that the hospital didn’t wash them clean enough.
From the initial awkwardness and unfamiliarity to almost a month now, helping Ye Xiong wipe his body and change his clothes every day, she has gotten used to it and is very skilled.
She didn’t want anyone else to help Ye Xiong change his clothes, including his underwear, because Yang Xinyi was possessive—she didn’t want a second woman to see Ye Xiong’s body.
She boiled a kettle of hot water, filled the basin, and after making sure it was the right temperature, brought it over to his bed.
Yang Xinyi skillfully took off Ye Xiong’s hospital gown and started to wipe his body.
In the past, someone of her prestigious background would never do such a thing.
But now, she was willing, as long as it meant Ye Xiong would wake up, she would do anything.
The doctor had advised that talking more to the patient would stimulate the brain more, and would more likely lead to awareness, so she kept talking nonstop.
Actually, Ye Xiong had woken up two days ago.
When he woke up, it just so happened that Yang Xinyi was wiping his body, and that meticulous care coupled with the sweet nothings that he could never get from her usually, made him feel so comfortable that he didn’t want to wake up.
Luo Weiwei came, and she whispered many secrets to him.
Then, Du Yuehua came by and spoke softly about her loving relationship with Ye Xiong.
Every time this happened, Ye Xiong wanted to wake up but didn’t dare to.
After Yang Xinyi left, Ye Xiong casually picked an apple from the table, ready to take a bite but then put it down again.
He was so hungry last night that he had already stolen one; if he did it again, he would certainly be caught.
“Better hold out for a midnight snack tonight, and buy some bread to take back for snacking during the day tomorrow.”
Faced with the sweet words of the three women, Ye Xiong felt so comfortable that he didn’t want to wake up and decided to pretend for another two days.
Such luck doesn’t come all the time—it’s worth starving for.
At night, twelve o’clock.
Ye Xiong took out a set of clothes from under his bed, dressed up neatly, climbed down the water pipe, and went out to eat late-night snacks on the street.
His stomach growled, and upon seeing a late-night food stall on the street, he hurried over, ordered four or five dishes in a row, called for a bottle of ice-cold beer, and began to wolf it down.
Having been hungry all day, he could finally have a full meal.
While enjoying his food, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.
“Ye Xiong, what are you doing here?”
Ye Xiong looked up and instantly felt a headache coming on.
The person he had coincidentally met was Xiao Fangfang, Yang Xinyi’s shameless best friend.
Remembering Xiao Fangfang, the first thing that came to Ye Xiong’s mind was that night of Yang Xinyi’s wedding, when the two of them hid in the closet, listening to He Haodong cheating with another woman on the bed outside, which was more thrilling than watching “Island Country” adult films with a woman.
Unfortunately, after Ye Xiong married Yang Xinyi, Xiao Fangfang went abroad, and apart from one meeting after he and Yang Xinyi divorced, they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. He didn’t expect to run into her here, and at midnight no less—oh no, in the wee hours of the night.
“Weren’t you turned into a vegetable? How come you’re here?” Xiao Fangfang was taken aback and then suddenly screamed.
Her scream was loud enough that the people at a dozen tables around were all drawn by her voice.