Tender as wild

He lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Li who was squatting on the ground, squinted his eyes, his calm gaze kept his smile, and spoke every word very softly.

"What kind of posture are you in? You are sitting up and sitting down. The ground is cold. I will lay a carpet for you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, ready to support her.

Bai Li subconsciously held the back of his hand.

But instead of using his strength, he shook his head and muttered: "I don't want to sit, I just want to squat like this for a while. I have been sitting seriously for a day, and it is uncomfortable to sit in the normal posture again."

Fang Ye retracted his hand and tapped the tip of her nose with his finger, "Then I can get you a pillow to cushion, okay?"

Bai Li originally wanted to refuse, she was not that pretentious, but when she felt the warmth of his cold fingers, she unconsciously said: "Forget it, I'll just sit on the sofa and don't dirty the pillow." ”

Then he stood up and took a pillow next to Fang Ye to rest on his waist. The sofa was wide and soft, and with the support of the pillow, he sat down comfortably.

As soon as the evening passed, it was time for dinner.

Fang Ye originally wanted Chang Li to send dinner.

Bai Li said she wanted to eat what she cooked, so someone brought food. She made Fang Ye a bowl of dumplings. Even though he had no sense of taste, she still made every seasoning very carefully.

Fang Ye was very polite when eating. He ate each dumpling quietly without making any sound.

Every gesture and gesture is filled with the smell of old money.

It was as if he had never crawled and struggled in the mud, and his wealth was boundless.

Baili admired his eating style.

Occasionally, he would pour water for Baili, exactly where she was used to holding it.

Such attentiveness will hardly appear in the second person.

At the dinner table, Bai Li can also speak, and he will not ignore any etiquette, but will answer every sentence seriously and carefully.

Bai Li said: "Fang Ye, I've thought about it. I'll take a driver's license test when I get back, and I'll take you out to play in the future."

Fang Ye smiled and answered, "Then where do you want to go?"

Bai Li started thinking along these words, "Let's go to Lingjiang first, and then go see Sichuan and Tibet. It's very interesting. Before I went to Lingjiang for the first time, my original destination was Sichuan and Tibet. I changed my purpose temporarily. Earth, um… is there anywhere you want to go?”

"I'm not picky." The man took the teacup on the side, "I haven't seen much of the world."

This is a bit Versailles.

Bai Li nodded solemnly, "Then you have to think about it carefully. Anyway, I will take the driver's license first when I go back, and then work hard to earn more travel funds."

"Travel funds?" Fang Ye raised his eyebrows, "What are you spending if you're short of money?"

"That's not true." Bai Li quickly denied, fearing that the man's next move would be to send money, "Just one code and one code... Most of the money in my card is your money. I said I would take you on a trip, so what? It’s me who makes the money, isn’t it? In fact, my tea house is running pretty well, don’t worry, it’s enough to spend.”

Fang Ye tapped the bowl on the table with his fingertips and said with a smile: "The division is so clear, then if you make dumplings for me, do I have to pay you some salary?"

Bai Liri nodded thoughtfully and smiled slyly, "Tsk, I'll deduct five thousand from you first. It's quite hard for me to come here."

The man chuckled very softly and said, "Okay, you can make money in a good way."

Baili also laughed.

…………

In the evening, Fang Ye didn't seem very busy, and he still had time to watch TV with her.

Later.

A doctor arrived at the house and was going to inject something into his leg.

The needle on the tube is very thick.

Before Bai Li left, she quietly looked back and felt her flesh aching.

So after the doctor left.

Bai Li came down from the second floor, walked slowly to him, and asked him distressedly: "Does it hurt a lot? I see that you were getting injections every day when you were under the corridor lamp. Do you need to get injections every day in the future?"

If this continues, the legs must not become sieves.

In the long run, the retention needle cannot stop the spread of the needle hole.

Fang Ye's eyebrows were light and he answered lightly: "It doesn't hurt, don't worry, I won't fight for a few more days."

Bai Li's heart felt tense for a moment, but she was keenly aware of the variables in his words. She thought about it and asked curiously:

"Why? Are you going to change the treatment method in a few days?"

That’s it for all the questions. Fang Ye did not continue to hide it, and nodded: "Well, that's really smart, I have to change it."

The evening breeze blew away the fog, and the darkness became thicker.

Baili was stunned.

Suddenly I understood what this meant.

Her eyes were shining brightly, looking at him expectantly, trying to find a definite answer: "The doctor will change it only when he has a better treatment method, right?"

It stands to reason.

Generally, if the condition is under control, doctors will rarely change effective treatment methods easily, unless a better treatment method is found.

Fang Ye raised his hand and touched her head, and looked down at the smile on her lips for a while. The light flickered in his eyes, and there was a subtle emotion flowing in his heart.

He nodded slightly.

"Well, the medicine injected now is to ensure that the muscles do not die. What will be replaced in a few days is not a treatment method, but surgery. After surgery, there is a chance of recovery."

Baili really didn't expect this.

After all, Chang Li told her that Fang Ye's injury was inoperable.

She frowned and asked, "Does the surgery have a high success rate and are the risks high?"

Her worry materialized in her eager tone.

Fang Ye half-closed his eyes and smiled casually:

"Can it get worse than now? Don't worry, the success rate of the operation is quite high. Even if it doesn't succeed, that's it. There won't be any worse results."

Baili thought for a long time.

Only to find out that this is indeed the case.

There can be no worse outcome anyway.

She held Fang Ye's hand and didn't let go, "If you decide, then I won't go back now. I'll watch over your surgery."

"Okay." Fang Ye did not refuse, "You guard me."

Baili knew that he would have surgery in a few days, so she paid more attention to his health and urged him to go to bed early.

As always, Fang Ye didn't need her to take care of him.

Chang Li came in from outside the door.

After helping Fang Ye sit in the wheelchair and returning to the room, Fang Ye told him what to say to Bai Li if she asked.

Chang Li kept it in his heart silently.

He sighed secretly, bitterness spreading to his nerves.

He told three lies in one breath.

Surgery is not a better option.

The success rate is not only not high, but also very low.

Moreover, the consequences are not the so-called nothing happens.

Just these white lies can make the girl feel better, so just tell them.

Mr. Fang is trying his best to make her happy every day.

After Chang Li left the room.

Fang Yecai looked out the window.

The darkness was dense, with only the moon hiding behind the branches.

A night like this shouldn't last long.

Whether there is a good outcome or not.

Neither lasts long.

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