When Xia Zhiyi asked the question directly, she did consider whether Fu Chi would think she was being too inquisitive.
But he still asked it directly.
If Fu Chi really would mind, then...
Fu Chi: "I'm just worried that if my eyes really get better, will I lose some of the benefits I received before?"
After hearing what he said, Xia Zhiyi's churning emotions suddenly froze.
Then, Xia Zhiyi amused and exasperated, "Do you really think I kissed you before because of your eyes?"
Fu Chi looked at him with incredibly gentle eyes, like the ocean, tender and tolerant, completely devoid of his usual coldness and aloofness.
Fu Chi: "But you do kiss me a few more times out of pity for my inability to see colors, don't you?"
Xia Zhiyi coughed lightly.
Saying things like that, he really is still the same Fu Chi.
How could an ordinary person say something like that so directly?
At that moment, Xia Zhiyi didn't realize that she was in the same boat.
However, what Fu Chi said is not wrong.
only...
Xia Zhiyi: "So, you hesitated to tell me because you wanted to pretend you weren't better and then trick me into kissing you?"
Fu Chi: "Is it not allowed?"
Xia Zhiyi: "But you still told me."
Fu Chi looked at him. "Because I don't want to hide anything from you."
When Xia Zhiyi met his gaze, a sudden tingling sensation rose in her heart, which quickly spread throughout her body.
He unconsciously raised his hand and gently covered his chest. After a moment, he chuckled softly, leaned forward, and brushed his nose against his cheek. "You did that on purpose."
Fu Chi looked at him with a smile.
Xia Zhiyi: "Okay, I admit I'm still a little angry, but isn't it a bit much for you to flirt with me like this?"
Fu Chi: "Are you still angry?"
Xia Zhiyi: "What will you do if I say I'm still angry?"
Fu Chi thought for a few seconds, then said, "Then, hit me."
Xia Zhiyi: "You know I won't lay a hand on you."
Fu Chi blinked. "Then you..."
Xia Zhiyi's lips pressed against his.
The two stared at each other Jingjing for a second, and then Fu Chi opened his mouth in response, his wet tongue parting Fu Chi's lips and probing inside, hooking with Fu Chi's tongue and dancing intimately together.
Why are you angry?
Since you're a couple, even if you're injured and can't move around easily, you can still find a way to lure your wife over for a kiss.
If that still doesn't work, risking the wound reopening, a fight in bed will usually solve most of the problem.
Their breaths mingled, their lips met, and though it was just a kiss, Xia Zhiyi felt the air itself grow hotter.
A few breaths later, the two separated, and a silver thread was pulled out, which Xia Zhiyi hooked and broke with her hand.
He leaned over the man, gazing Jingjing into his eyes, his gaze sparkling like stars.
"You're so awful!"
Fu Chi smiled at him, "What's so awful about me?"
Xia Zhiyi: "Even in this state, you're still deliberately trying to seduce me."
Fu Chi: "I probably only hurt my hand and head. If you really want to, I don't mind lying down."
Xia Zhiyi raised an eyebrow.
Fu Chi: "Baby, don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Xia Zhiyi smiled at him, leaned down, and gave the man another tender and lingering kiss. Then she suddenly stood up and tugged at her collar, as if she felt too hot. "No, I need to go to the restroom."
With that, he turned to leave.
Suddenly realizing something, Xia Zhiyi turned her head, her gaze sweeping back and forth over the blanket covering the man, and asked with a smile, "So, do you need any help?"
Fu Chi helplessly, "You go first."
He did react somewhat, but if the two of them went to the bathroom together at that moment, things would truly spiral out of control.
Fu Chi said nice things, but in reality he still minded the environment here, especially since there were surveillance cameras in the ward.
He's not an impulsive young man anymore, so naturally he wouldn't impulsively do anything with Xia Zhiyi here.
Xia Zhiyi smiled, knowing that Fu Chi had strong self-control and wouldn't really be unable to resist doing something inappropriate in the ward, and turned to go to the bathroom.
The sound of water from the bathroom reached the man's ears. Fu Chi leaned against the pillow, listening to the sounds coming from the other side. He could even hear some faint panting. He turned his gaze towards the window with some difficulty.
Night had fallen outside the window. Outside Fu Chi's ward stood a large, old-looking tree, its swaying shadows blocking some of the lights from below.
Fu Chi watched Jingjing as the tree shadows swayed from side to side in the cold wind outside, listening to the sounds coming from the other side, his face expressionless.
He seemed to be thinking about something, yet also seemed to be thinking about nothing at all.
A moment later, with a click, the person came out of the bathroom, shaking the water off their hands as they went. "I'm done. Do you need to go take care of something?"
Fu Chi withdrew his gaze and looked at Xia Zhiyi, his expression softening. "Okay."
Xia Zhiyi helped him up. Fortunately, Fu Chi's most serious injury was a broken arm; his leg wasn't broken. Otherwise, it would have been a bit difficult for him to go into the bathroom alone.
Xia Zhiyi watched him go in. He didn't do anything else, but leaned against the wall by the bathroom door, arms crossed, listening to the sounds inside, while trying to figure out what Fu Chi's current situation was.
Well, neither of these two seems to see anything wrong with listening to their boyfriends relieve themselves in the bathroom.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door. Through the door, Xia Zhiyi briefly recalled her thoughts and listened for a while, her expression becoming subtle.
He gently knocked on the bathroom door, almost laughing, but still said, "Your dad's here."
The sounds inside seemed to pause for a moment.
Xia Zhiyi: Pfft.
Fu Chi's voice, tinged with helplessness, came from inside. "Stop them."
Even though they are father and son, and both are men, the old man should be able to understand why this situation would occur.
But it's still best to avoid it; even father and son would feel awkward.
Xia Zhiyi suppressed a laugh, "Okay, good luck."
My boyfriend has great stamina, but in this situation, lasting too long isn't ideal.
As Xia Zhiyi thought this, she walked out of the ward and turned around to see the old man carrying a thermos towards her. A perfectly timed look of surprise appeared on her face. "Uncle, why are you here at this hour?"
As Xia Zhiyi had previously discussed with the old man, if the old man wanted to see Fu Chi, he could come during the day.
The old man should go home and get some rest tonight. After all, the company still needs his help to keep an eye on things; it's impossible to just hand it over to that young man, Fu Yunyi.
At this time, the old man should be resting at home.
Even if I want to see my son, communication is so convenient now, I can just make a video call.
They even came all the way here themselves. It will be quite late when they get back, and the journey will be tiring. The old man is getting on in years, and it must be hard for him.