Scum Male's Whitewashing Manual

4.11

It was late today. Wan Youlan rejected the offer to go to the hotel with them and put up a recliner in front of her husband's bed, saying he wanted to keep an eye on him.

There were other people in the ward, and the husband and wife were afraid to disturb them, so they just smiled at them and did not speak.

Although there was no sound, they both smiled tearfully. Wan Youlan tucked in the quilt sides and gently and slowly massaged his previously squeezed leg as ordered by the doctor.

The two spend most of their lives together, even if they didn't talk, they just looked at each other, and they both knew what each other meant.

Wang Tie stretched out his hand with some difficulty, patted his wife's calloused hand with comfort, and whispered, "he's doing fine."

Wan Youlan looked at her husband and burst into tears for a moment.

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Wei Mingyan has been in this small city for more than a week. He was quiet and cold as usual, and he does everything in silence.

Wang Tie's leg had not recovered, he had to hold back while going to the toilet, to bed and out of bed. This simple and honest man's leg were obviously in pain, but he was happy every day, as if he was ten years younger.

On this day, Wan Youlan was gently massaging him. Although she had a lot of strength, she had been massaging it since morning, in order for her husband to recover as soon as possible. Although her hands began to get sore, she refused Wang Tie's proposal to rest.

"It's all right. I won't be tired just by moving my hands."

Wan Youlan looked up at her husband and smiled. She sincerely thought so. Ever since she found her son and looked at the excellent young man, all the bitterness seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Although her husband is injured, as long as he is in good health, he would still recover.

The child she had lost was so excellent and didn't reject them. She really felt that she was very happy.

Wei Mingyan and Lan Xue came in with breakfast. Seeing this, the young man walked over silently and sat by the bed. "I'll do it."

His hand fell on Wang Tie's thin bruised calf, which was neither light nor heavy, just right.

"When the leg scar stabilizes, you still have to get out of bed and take good care of it later. In another two months, it will be the same as when you were not injured."

"Yes, yes. We'll listen to you."

Wang Tie agreed again and again, watching Wei Mingyan's white hands fall on his bruised leg, his eyes felt sour.

A new patient came to the hospital bed next door. He saw this handsome young man giving a patient a massage, and the beautiful girl next to him put bowls and chopsticks on the table and told Wan Youlan to eat first, which made people envy.

"Brother, your sons and daughter are so filial, unlike the one in my family. He didn't even come to have a look when I was sick."

Wang Tie's heart felt warm, he was about to reply with a smile, but Wei Mingyan looked up to the old man next door, a magnetic voice faintly said, "you misunderstood."

Wan Youlan was about to open the lid for dinner when she heard this denial. With a shake of her hand, her chopsticks almost fell to the ground, and her eyes showed loss.

So, the child hasn't acknowledged them yet?

The smile on Wang Tie's face also paused, feeling a little at a loss.