Chapter 4: God let you live, not to make you so bad!

Qi Yun thought that Xing Zhongwan had left, and closed his eyes weakly. He has

been lying in bed for more than a year. When he woke up after escaping from a

car accident, he could no longer see his eyes, and his legs were also

crippled, so he could only lie on the bed and wait to die. Born in the Qi

family, Qi Yun knew very well that his body was useless to the Qi family.

Grandpa, who had always had high hopes for him, only glanced at him after he

was sober, and never appeared again after that.

His mother, Mrs. Qi, came to him and cried a few times, but only a few times.

Qi Yun was blind but not deaf, so he could hear the private discussions of the

servants clearly. His younger brother from abroad was picked up, and his

mother completely gave up her own younger brother to support her. At that

time, Qi Yun was very calm, his mother was such a person. Being good to him,

caring about him was never because she was his own son, she only cared about

how much benefit this person could bring to her and consolidate her position

in the Qi family, and the crippled self had been completely lost in her heart.

amount of.

When I was paralyzed on the bed, I was not without irritability at the

beginning, my eyes were pitch black, my legs were numb, and the servants were

respectful at first. This third master Qi is no longer the third master Qi

before. The original respect slowly turned into neglect, and now it has been

completely ignored.

Qi Yun went from being irritable at first to now being indifferent. From the

moment he moved to this remote villa, Qi Yun was cut off from all contact with

the outside world. Even if he was a little unwilling, the doctor's diagnosis

made him disheartened, and his legs and eyes were not getting better.

The condition of his body made him disheartened and lived like a dead man. The

people in this villa did not treat him as a living person. It's not that he

didn't smell the rotten flesh on his body, and sometimes he also disgusted

himself, feeling that he was about to rot on the bed. This useless body should

have been taken away by God early in the car accident.

The sound of footsteps that had already gone far sounded again, Qi Yun opened

his eyes abruptly, and came back again?

Xing Zhongwan came back with warm water with a washbasin, and turned up the

temperature of the air conditioner in the room. Xing Zhongwan rolled up his

sleeves and started to take off Qiyun's clothes.

Qi Yun's voice was cold, "What are you doing?"

Xing Zhongwan sneered, "What do I want to do? Did you manage it? Did you

refuse it? If you have the ability, you can knock my water over again, but can

you see it?"

"You!" Qi Yun was a little annoyed. He didn't want his body to be seen by

others, but as he said, does he still have the right to refuse.

Xing Zhongwan twisted the towel and began to carefully wipe Qi Yun's body. Qi

Yun was obviously stunned, and the upper body that was still moving was

shaking slightly.

Xing Zhongwan rubbed the pus and blood on the skin, took a breath, "Can you

feel the pain?"

Looking at Qi Yun's expressionless face, he probably couldn't feel it. Xing

Zhongwan stopped looking at him and continued to wipe. Qi Yun's heart was

already in a mess. It had been a long time since no one had wiped his body.

Even his mother left after seeing his bowels and urination. There was disgust

in her words. He didn't like other people touching his body, and it wasn't

that he couldn't hear those servants talking behind their backs. Qi Yun closed

his eyes, and the person who was wiping his body now spoke in a bad tone, but

not malicious.

Xing Zhongwan changed three basins of water before cleaning Qi Yun, and took

clean clothes from the cabinet for him to put on. Although Qi Yun was so thin

that only his skeleton was left, he was still a tall man. Xing Zhongwan was

sweating when he changed his clothes.

Xing Zhongwan went downstairs to the old housekeeper and asked him to call a

doctor. The old butler glanced at him, a sneer flashed across his mouth, but

he still called the doctor.

The doctor came and gave Qi Yun an anti-fever injection. Xing Zhongwan lifted

Qi Yun's quilt, "What about these wounds, won't you deal with them?"

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "It's not stated in

the contract that this is also my responsibility."

Xing Zhongwan sneered, "You don't care, he won't go away unless his wound is

treated and the fever will go away. I don't think your contract says you want

to watch him die."

The doctor was stunned, and after thinking about it, he prescribed the

medicine and asked the nurse behind him to get the medicine.

Just as he was about to leave, Xing Zhongwan grabbed the collar of his shirt,

"Tell me how to use it, and you can leave!"

Xing Zhongwan took the ointment and smeared the large and small festering

wounds on Qi Yun's body with a cotton swab. At first I thought it was just the

lower body, but when I changed clothes, I found out that the entire back was

also covered. Bedridden for a long time, the airtight and damp skin is

festering. Xing Zhongwan thought that you can't understand the pain if you

don't feel the pain in your lower body, but your upper body is so rotten, you

can really bear it.

It took more than half an hour to smear the large and small wounds on Qi Yun's

body. Xing Zhongwan felt a little hungry. Looking at the hanging bottle with

water, he decided to go down to eat first. As soon as he left the door, the

old butler stopped him.

"Miss Xing, it seems that you really decided to fight against me. I said when

you first came here, you should talk less here, and don't do things you

shouldn't do!"

Xing Zhongwan leaned against the door and looked at her slantingly. He hated

being threatened the most since he was a child. What should I do to care about

your business!

"Old lady, since I'm here, I can't watch him die. Even if Mrs. Qi came to ask

in person, I said the same thing!"

Xing Zhongwan crossed her and went downstairs, and he didn't say the second

half of the sentence. Qi Yun's death was of no benefit to him. His cheap dad

wanted to take the opportunity to drag him into the water. If Qi Yun dies, he

will take the blame. He can't let Xing Zhengping get his wish. Besides, Xing

Zhongwan said in front of his mother's tomb that it will make his mother

beautiful. When he went back, although he didn't think it was a great thing to

enter the Xing family, he couldn't let go of his mother until he died. Xing

Zhongwan must make it happen with such a good opportunity.

Angrily kicked up the handrail of the stairs, Xing Zhongwan entered the

kitchen and glanced at the prepared bland dinner, which was already cold

enough to make people look unappetizing. Xing Zhongwan entered the kitchen,

opened the refrigerator and looked up and down, and simply made himself a bowl

of noodles. After eating quickly, I turned my head and thought, washed some

rice and put it on the stove to prepare some porridge.

Xing Zhongwan took the porridge into Qi Yun's room, and the anti-inflammatory

drugs were almost finished. Xing Zhongwan skillfully pulled out the needle and

pressed cotton to stop the bleeding.

Xing Zhongwan stretched out his hand to help Qi Yun up. As soon as his hands

touched Qi Yun's shoulder, the person on the bed opened his eyes alertly,

"What are you doing?"

Xing Zhongwan said casually, "Eat, what are you doing. Don't tell me that you

have eaten what the old woman fed."

Qi Yun did not speak, but did not cooperate. Xing Zhongwan was sweating

profusely and was in a bad mood. He simply ignored him and took a mouthful of

porridge and put it to his mouth, "Eat it."

With a wave of Qi Yun's hand, the porridge fell onto Xing Zhongwan's white

shirt together with the spoon. Xing Zhongwan was so annoyed that the injury on

Lao Tzu's face has not yet been settled with you. Why are you so shameless!

"I kindly cooked it for you, what's your attitude!"

Qi Yun turned his head, "I didn't let you control me!"

Xing Zhong stood up angrily, you thought I was willing to take care of you! If

it wasn't for Lao Tzu being trapped in this game, I'd ** you!

Angrily paced back and forth in the room, Qi Yun's sunken cheeks were lifeless

in the dim light, looking like a cardboard man.

Xing Zhongwan thought to himself, why should I be angry with a disabled

person.

Walking in front of Qi Yun, Xing Zhongwan bent down and leaned against his

ear, "God let you live, it's not for you to be so bad!"