Rebirth 80 Going to the Countryside Fat Wife Wants to Counterattack The first thousand five hundred and ninetieth chapters really need to be cleaned up
The first thousand five hundred and ninetieth chapters really need to be cleaned up
She was asleep when Su Lin came and didn't even see how far the road was.
Su Lin sighed and followed in.
There were two servants in their forties at home. As soon as Su Lin entered, he reached out and wanted to take the medicine box from Su Lin's hand.
Su Lin said: "Thank you, no need, I will do it myself."
Han Haibin was pushed directly into the room on the first floor. He entered and never came out.
Li Yunting said to Su Lin: "Miss Su, please come with me.
Ever since my husband got injured, he likes to be alone.
You can live across the street from me, sir. If there is an emergency, sir, it will be convenient for you to live across the street."
Su Lin looked at Su Lin with a serious expression and said, "I don't live here, as I said before."
Li Yunting said: "I know Miss Su, you can rest in this house during the day."
Li Yunting opened the door of the room opposite Han Haibin, and Su Lin felt depressed.
I used to think about it day and night, deceiving myself and others.
Now that she was fine, she finally saw him, but she felt very worried.
Su Lin smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."
Li Yunting nodded and was about to leave. Su Lin suddenly thought of something, stopped Li Yunting and asked: "By the way, may I ask, what is your name?"
"Li Yunting."
Su Lin smiled politely and slammed the door to his room.
She took a look at the room. It was decorated in a simple Chinese style, clean and comfortable, very nice.
She glanced at the time on her wrist, set the alarm clock on her bedside for two hours, rolled herself into the quilt and fell asleep.
Han Haibin's room, Han Haibin's back to the door, sitting in a wheelchair looking out the window.
Han Haibin asked: "Have everything been arranged?"
"Yes sir, everything has been arranged."
Han Haibin said: "If she wants to go back at night, you can send her back."
"yes."
Han Haibin leaned his head on the back of the wheelchair and said, "Go and do your work."
After Li Yunting left, Han Haibin was not idle either. He lay on a special instrument nearby and did sit-ups.
He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was dreaming.
After two hundred sit-ups, Han Haibin's forehead was covered with sweat.
After he pulled a towel to dry the sweat on his face, he went to the bathroom in a wheelchair to rinse himself. As soon as he came out and put on his clothes, there was a knock on the door.
He didn't say anything, but he saw Su Lin pushing open a crack in the door, sneaking around and poking his head around.
Su Lin saw Han Haibin sitting in a wheelchair and looking at her indifferently. When she lowered her head and saw her, she looked like a thief.
Su Lin chuckled and saw that Han Haibin was fine. He half-squinted his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I went to the wrong room."
Han Haibin frowned, grabbed a pillow and threw it at the door. Fortunately, Su Lin shrank his neck quickly, otherwise he would have been hit.
Han Haibin shouted coldly: "Get out."
Su Lin bared his teeth, stuck out his tongue, and closed the door softly.
When Su Lin stood up, he bit his lip.
She was now certain that the person inside had definitely lost his memory.
Otherwise, Han Haibin was so gentle to her, and he would definitely be reluctant to hit her with a pillow.
Su Lin shook his head, no, why did she come out?
Wasn't she going to give him an injection?
Su Lin patted his forehead, walked to the door, coughed dryly, knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Han, I'm here to treat you."
Han Haibin in the room was just lying on the bed. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Come in."
Su Lin went in and saw someone lying on the bed with a serious look. She said silently: "Mr. Han, if you have nothing to do with your legs, you can rub them more."
Han Haibin said: "If you want me to rub it myself, why would I pay you to come back?"
Su Lin was choked. This guy really needs to be dealt with.
I used to look like a serious and nice person, but now my words are so unpleasant to listen to.
Su Lin didn't care and helped Han Haibin massage one leg. When he was about to insert an acupuncture, he hesitated.
She held the needle in her hand. To be honest, she usually stuck needles on mannequins. Now she was asked to give Han Haibin a needle. She was really nervous and scared.
After all, Han Haibin was already seriously injured. She couldn't cause other harm to her?
Su Lin's nervous palms were covered with sweat. Han Haibin closed his eyes and waited for a long time without seeing Su Lin make a move. When he opened his eyes, he saw Su Lin nervously looking at the needle in his hand, hesitating.
Han Haibin suddenly stretched out his hand, held Su Lin's wrist, and said: "The people Mr. Qi values should not have this kind of psychological quality and level."
Su Lin looked at Han Haibin, wondering if it was an illusion. She seemed to have seen the way Han Haibin looked at her before.
Su Lin was a little confused and didn't know what to say for a moment. Just when she thought Han Haibin was pretending to have amnesia, Han Haibin ruthlessly shook off Su Lin's hand, closed his eyes again, and said: "You can prick as you like, anyway,
It won’t hurt.”
Su Lin felt a little sorry for Han Haibin. She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "I won't stab you to death anyway."
Su Lin glared at Han Haibin and regretted what he said angrily.
She was a little sad, but finally mustered up the courage to plunge in.
It was the first time that Su Lin had an needle inserted into the body of the person he loved. It was hard to describe how he felt.
Even though Han Haibin closed his eyes, he still knew that she was crying again.
Han Haibin's hands on the bed were clenched into fists. He wanted to hold Su Lin in his arms, but he couldn't.
It was the first time Su Lin had acupuncture alone. It took two hours of massage and acupuncture.
After finishing his work, Su Lin's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and Han Haibin just pretended not to notice it.
Su Lin calculated the time, and Old Man Qi said that she had to massage this guy at least five or six times a day, which lasted two hours at a time. She basically didn't have to rest all day, and she had to work from morning to night.
Su Lin sighed, it would be nice if it was useful.
If it doesn't work, how long will Han Haibin have to suffer?
Su Lin thought of this and massaged Han Haibin again according to his own technique.
Han Haibin asked: "Old man Qi didn't press the needle after getting it."
Su Lin said in a ferocious tone: "Old man Han is proficient in his skills. If I don't do it well, I will do it twice more.
I hope you can get better soon so I can leave soon."
Han Haibin's heart ached. Did she really want to leave him?
Su Lin rubbed it again, but his back ached.
This guy has a good physique, and there are many muscles on his body. Although his lower body has lost feeling, he has been taken good care of, and the muscles in his legs are still very healthy.
Han Haibin looked at Su Lin and said, "Are you doing this? Are you trying to please me?"
Su Lin paused his hand, pretended not to hear, and massaged Han Haibin angrily.
Han Haibin saw that she didn't speak, so he asked again: "Why don't you speak?"
Su Lin couldn't bear it anymore, pinched Han Haibin's waist and said, "Yes, yes, I want to please you, okay?"