Chapter 2049
"Find out as quickly as possible." Fan Er said.

"clear."

Intuition told Fan Er that something interesting happened.

The fight here is fierce, and the hospital will be very warm at that time.

Ye Liran pushed away almost everything, and stayed by Jun Mohan's side every day.

Pour tea and water for him, wipe his face and massage.

What should be done, what should not be done, all done.

Seeing her running up and down, Jun Mohan said with distressed eyes, "You should rest."

"It's okay, I'm just helping you hang your clothes."

Jun Mohan has a slight obsession with cleanliness, so he has to change his clothes every day.

For convenience, Ye Liran asked someone to install a washing machine in the room. Fortunately, the bathroom in the room is large enough to install two washing machines.

There are no nurses and servants in the hospital, and Ye Liran can only do these things by himself.

Ye Liran was wearing loose clothes, hung the clothes on the hangers, and finally propped them on the clothes rail.

The sun was shining on her fair face, and soon, tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Her right hand is not very flexible, and she does these things very slowly. Even if she takes the clothes pole, she still holds it with her left hand, and her right hand is used as an assistant.

Over the years, she has become more and more used to using her left hand. In addition to holding a pen and still using her right hand, she uses her left hand as much as possible if she can use her left hand.

Jun Mohan asked Shen Yuze more than once, but the other party told him that there was no other way.

Health, no amount of money can buy.

After drying the clothes, Ye Liran returned to Jun Mohan. She picked up an orange and waved it in front of his eyes: "Want to eat it?"

Jun Mohan shook his head, took out a tissue, and wiped her sweat.

"Is it hot?"

"It's okay." Ye Liran took the tissue and wiped it carelessly.

Today, she has no makeup on, and her face is still a little pale, but due to exercise, there is powder on both sides of her cheeks.

Jun Mohan couldn't help it, stretched out his hand and squeezed it.

"What are you doing?" Ye Liran patted his hand off.

"Call a servant over? Huh?"

"No, it's not enough for me to serve you?" Ye Liran lay beside his bed, looking up at him, his figure was reflected in his black and white eyes.

"I don't want you to be too tired." Jun Mohan plucked her hair, the soft strands ran across his fingers, the soft and smooth touch made him unable to resist picking up two more strands to play with.

"Not tired, how can you be tired doing what you like?"

He usually takes care of her, and she has never taken care of him. Now that she finally has a chance, she doesn't want to miss it.

"Seeing that you have dark circles under your eyes, and you still say you are not tired, if you continue like this, you will easily become a yellow-faced woman." Jun Mohan laughed at her.

"If you become a yellow-faced woman, you will become a yellow-faced woman. Don't you dare not want me?" Ye Liran said viciously.

"How dare you not." Jun Mohan looked terrified.

"It's clear that you dislike me."

"It's not that I dislike you, but that you don't need to be so tired." Jun Mohan rubbed her hair: "Be obedient, okay?"

"I'm your wife, and I should take care of you. Am I really that bad?" Ye Liran began to doubt herself again.

It's fine if she can't cook, but can't she take care of others?
Shouldn't it be?

"Should you take care of your work?" Ye Tianjing walked in from the outside.

"Brother, why are you here?" Ye Liran looked at him unexpectedly.

He had only been here two days ago, and she thought he wouldn't be here again so soon.

(End of this chapter)

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