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253 Shi Qian, Close the Door

Shi Qian quickly propped the wheelchair up and steadied Fu Sinian’s legs.

“Young Master Fu, why were you so careless? You’re not injured, are you?”

“It’s late and you’re not sleeping. Can’t you say something important in the morning?” Fu Sinian asked.

“Were you going to open the door for me? Is that why you accidentally fell?”

“Yes!”

“But the door wasn’t locked. You let me in, so I came in.”

“I don’t remember leaving the door unlocked.”

Shi Qian looked at his sorry state and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Young Master Fu. Shall I help you up?”

Fu Sinian wanted to stand up himself and push himself up to try. It didn’t work.

Shi Qian wanted to support Fu Sinian and give him some strength, but he sat on the ground.

“Young Master Fu, there’s no hurry. If you can’t do anything, just rest for a while.”

Fu Sinian nodded.

Shi Qian turned and searched the closet. When she saw the small blanket she had brought back from the hospital, she hesitated and covered Fu Sinian’s legs.

“Cover up. Don’t catch a cold.”

Fu Sinian didn’t refuse.

Shi Qian looked at him with concern and uncertainty.

“Young Master Fu, has your leg not recovered very well? Did Dr. Bai say anything? How long will this situation last?” Shi Qian asked softly.

“There’s nothing wrong with the test results. My leg is normal. As for when it will completely recover, Jianshen can’t be sure.”

“This alternates between good and bad. It’s quite torturous.” Shi Qian felt that Fu Sinian’s tolerance was too strong.

A good person had become like this, and such an outstanding person too. Now, he couldn’t even stand steadily, but she had never seen him lose his composure because of this.

Fu Sinian suddenly reached out and brushed past Shi Qian’s ear.

Shi Qian’s body fell back uncontrollably and her back hit the bed!

Fu Sinian’s face suddenly magnified in front of her!

They were inches apart.

Their breaths tangled.

Shi Qian could even hear her heartbeat.

Thump, thump, thump! It was as if someone was beating her heart non-stop with a hammer.

Fu Sinian looked at her earlobes, which were as red as pomegranate seeds, and her skin, which was tense with goosebumps…

Such a sensitive reaction made his originally calm mood boil.

He wanted to taste her red pomegranate lips.

Shi Qian didn’t know why Fu Sinian was suddenly so close!

If the two of them maintained such a distance for a while longer, her brain would be deprived of oxygen!

“Young Master Fu, do you want to take something? Shall I help you?” Shi Qian couldn’t help but ask.

“Getting a pillow.”

Shi Qian quickly turned and brought the pillow to Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian tucked the pillow under his leg.

Seeing him do this, Shi Qian brought another pillow over. “Do you want to pad this too?”

Fu Sinian took the pillow. Instead of tucking it under his leg, he walked around behind Shi Qian and tucked it behind her waist.

This action undoubtedly threw a stone into Shi Qian’s heart. Involuntarily, she tensed. Her cheeks burned slightly, and her skin felt numb.

“Thank you,” she said, but her eyes averted to the side.

“I’ll have to trouble you to accompany me for a while longer.” Fu Sinian’s gaze was locked on her.

“It’s no trouble.” Shi Qian shook her head.

“Shi Qian, can you close the door first? I’m worried that the old master will see the light in our room and come over to see me like this and worry.”

“Okay.” Shi Qian got up and closed the door.

She returned to Fu Sinian’s side and sat down against the bed.
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