After staying in the hospital for a month, they went home.

Qin Mingzhu bought a house in the local area and was ready to wait for Yan Jiayu to adapt to the righteous limbs before returning to China. He did not tell his parents that Yan Jiayu's illness, but only said that he was going to stay abroad for a while.

I thought the operation would be the biggest level they had experienced, but in fact it was just the beginning.

Yan Jiayu's wound was not very good, and he had been repeatedly infected, causing a high fever to return. Several nights of the night called the doctor to come back to retreat.

Finally the wound is better, but there are new problems.

Install the limb.

The prosthetic limb is specially customized, and it is completed for more than a month and sent to them. Qin Mingzhu wanted to help Yan Jiayu wears, but was rejected.

During this time, Yan Jiayu always rejected Qin Mingzhu to see his wound, and even sleeping separately at night. To this end, Qin Mingzhu had to invite the caregiver at home. In fact, he wanted to take care of Yan Jiayu himself, so that he didn't care.

But Yan Jiayu cared that he would rather be seen by the nursing worker and did not want Qin Mingzhu to help him.

Qin Mingzhu can only comfort himself, and professional caregivers must be better than him. But now that Yan Jiayu even wearing a righteous limbs, he was unwilling to let him help.

"Brother Jiayu, do you let me help you?" Qin Mingzhu begged almost, "We are couples, why would you rather let them help you, and do n’t want to let me come?"

Yan Jiayu is now in a wheelchair. His legs are covered with thick blankets, and his face is still pale. Not only that, the eyebrows are gloomy, and the whole person has changed a person.

Originally, he looked at people's eyes faint, and when he looked at Qin Mingzhu, it was gentle. Now, a pair of eyes are ink, like deep pools, like dead water, maybe there will be no ripples if you lose a stone, and no one knows him. What are you thinking.

"Let Zhou want to help me." Zhou wanted to be the caregiver they hired. Yan Jiayu worked hard to hook Qin Mingzhu's lower lip. "Didn't you design the draft yet? Now to draw it."

It was not his illusion. Qin Mingzhu felt that since the operation, Yan Jiayu was pushing herself away, whether it was the body or the soul.

Yan Jialing could let the caregiver sit with him, and did not want to stay with him.

Qin Mingzhu is a person, a living person, and he has his own emotions. He was rejected by the beloved again and again. He was sad and frustrated, but he didn't want to reveal, because Yan Jiayu was bitter enough.

He can only clean up and say, "Okay, I will come again later."

The studio is on the upper floor of the house so that he can take care of Yan Jiayu, and he doesn't have to be afraid to quarrel with Yan Jiayu.

In fact, he didn't have a mood at all, but he had to find something for himself to create at least a kind of atmosphere. Now they are no different from before. Life is still like this, and there will be no changes in the future.

Qin Mingzhu painted the design draft absently. He couldn't wait for the usual time to go back, so he went back in advance, and this time he returned, he almost immediately turned into a tiger who cared for.

"what are you doing?!"

Qin Mingzhu rushed over to push Zhou to push Zhou to support Yan Jiayu on the ground. Yan Jiayu's face was white and sweaty on his head. He saw Qin Mingzhu, but pushed Qin Mingzhu away.

Qin Mingzhu fell to the ground and watched his name that he shouted Zhou Xiang, "Zhou wants to give me a blanket, take the blanket!"

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I just called for a while, but I didn't expect Mr. Yan to fall. I promise that this kind of thing will never happen next time."

The caregiver in front of him apologized, but Qin Mingzhu didn't know what to say for a while. He whispered in a long time, "I should also say sorry to you, and I shouldn't push you."

He came in at the time, thinking that the caregiver was abused Yan Jiayu. Because it looks similar from that angle, he didn't think about anything, just thinking about protecting Yan Jiayu.

Qin Mingzhu thought about it, and said, "You go home tonight, you don't need you to help for the time being."

After passing the caregiver, he looked at Yan Jiayu's door again.

The door was closed at this moment.

Before being pushed, he actually didn't notice Yan Jiayu's legs at all. Instead, because of the other party's words, the other party's move, his eyes inevitably looked down, but he just glanced in a hurry.

Yan Jiayu quickly covered her leg with a blanket.

He should be trying to wear prosthetic limbs without calling anyone to help, but he accidentally fell.

This is the first time Qin Mingzhu has seen Yan Jiayu's appearance, and it is also the first time he was treated as rude by Yan Jiayu.

At that time, Yan Jiayu covered his leg with a blanket and looked back at him. His face seemed to be pale than before. "Pearl, did you not hurt? I ..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Qin Mingzhu snatched.

Yan Jiayu did not improve in the look. He seemed to be relieved, like a porcelain white jade bottle that was broken and tried to repair.

After inspecting Qin Mingzhu, there was indeed no wound, and he returned to the room by the wheelchair alone and closed the door.

Qin Mingzhu knew what Yan Jiayu was thinking. Yan Jiayu didn't want him to see the incomplete legs, but they were intimate lover. Yan Jiayu should believe him.

Maybe he should show his determination to Yan Jiayu.

Thinking of this, Qin Mingzhu knocked on Yan Jiayu's door.

"Brother Jiayu, can I come in?"

After a while, he heard the sound inside.

"Come in." Yan Jiayu's voice was very low.

When I opened the door, Yan Jiayu leaned on the bed, and there was a notebook beside her.

During this time, he was adopted, and the work affairs of the Yan Group were re -managed by Uncle Yan, but he did not fully push off his work, or he was still paying attention to his previous work progress.

Qin Mingzhu wanted Yan Jiayu to take a good vacation to raise illness, but he was afraid of hurting Yan Jiayu, and Yan Jiayu, who was completely idle, would want to want to think about it.