Forced into the Deep

Qi Yun thought that Xing Zhongwan had left, and closed his eyes weakly. He has been lying in bed for more than a year. When he woke up after escaping from a car accident, he could no longer see his eyes, and his legs were also crippled, so he could only lie on the bed and wait to die. Born in the Qi family, Qi Yun knew very well that his body was useless to the Qi family. Grandpa, who had always had high hopes for him, only glanced at him after he was sober, and never appeared again after that.

His mother, Mrs. Qi, came to him and cried a few times, but only a few times. Qi Yun was blind but not deaf, so he could hear the private discussions of the servants clearly. His younger brother from abroad was picked up, and his mother completely gave up her own younger brother to support her. At that time, Qi Yun was very calm, his mother was such a person. Being good to him, caring about him was never because she was his own son, she only cared about how much benefit this person could bring to her and consolidate her position in the Qi family, and the crippled self had been completely lost in her heart. amount of.

When I was paralyzed on the bed, I was not without irritability at the beginning, my eyes were pitch black, my legs were numb, and the servants were respectful at first. This third master Qi is no longer the third master Qi before. The original respect slowly turned into neglect, and now it has been completely ignored.

Qi Yun went from being irritable at first to now being indifferent. From the moment he moved to this remote villa, Qi Yun was cut off from all contact with the outside world. Even if he was a little unwilling, the doctor's diagnosis made him disheartened, and his legs and eyes were not getting better.

The condition of his body made him disheartened and lived like a dead man. The people in this villa did not treat him as a living person. It's not that he didn't smell the rotten flesh on his body, and sometimes he also disgusted himself, feeling that he was about to rot on the bed. This useless body should have been taken away by God early in the car accident.

The sound of footsteps that had already gone far sounded again, Qi Yun opened his eyes abruptly, and came back again?

Xing Zhongwan came back with warm water with a washbasin, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the room. Xing Zhongwan rolled up his sleeves and started to take off Qiyun's clothes.

Qi Yun's voice was cold, "What are you doing?"

Xing Zhongwan sneered, "What do I want to do? Did you manage it? Did you refuse it? If you have the ability, you can knock my water over again, but can you see it?"

"You!" Qi Yun was a little annoyed. He didn't want his body to be seen by others, but as he said, does he still have the right to refuse.

Xing Zhongwan twisted the towel and began to carefully wipe Qi Yun's body. Qi Yun was obviously stunned, and the upper body that was still moving was shaking slightly.

Xing Zhongwan rubbed the pus and blood on the skin, took a breath, "Can you feel the pain?"

Looking at Qi Yun's expressionless face, he probably couldn't feel it. Xing Zhongwan stopped looking at him and continued to wipe. Qi Yun's heart was already in a mess. It had been a long time since no one had wiped his body. Even his mother left after seeing his bowels and urination. There was disgust in her words. He didn't like other people touching his body, and it wasn't that he couldn't hear those servants talking behind their backs. Qi Yun closed his eyes, and the person who was wiping his body now spoke in a bad tone, but not malicious.

Xing Zhongwan changed three basins of water before cleaning Qi Yun, and took clean clothes from the cabinet for him to put on. Although Qi Yun was so thin that only his skeleton was left, he was still a tall man. Xing Zhongwan was sweating when he changed his clothes.

Xing Zhongwan went downstairs to the old housekeeper and asked him to call a doctor. The old butler glanced at him, a sneer flashed across his mouth, but he still called the doctor.

The doctor came and gave Qi Yun an anti-fever injection. Xing Zhongwan lifted Qi Yun's quilt, "What about these wounds, won't you deal with them?"

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "It's not stated in the contract that this is also my responsibility."

Xing Zhongwan sneered, "You don't care, he won't go away unless his wound is treated and the fever will go away. I don't think your contract says you want to watch him die."

The doctor was stunned, and after thinking about it, he prescribed the medicine and asked the nurse behind him to get the medicine.

Just as he was about to leave, Xing Zhongwan grabbed the collar of his shirt, "Tell me how to use it, and you can leave!"

Xing Zhongwan took the ointment and smeared the large and small festering wounds on Qi Yun's body with a cotton swab. At first I thought it was just the lower body, but when I changed clothes, I found out that the entire back was also covered. Bedridden for a long time, the airtight and damp skin is festering. Xing Zhongwan thought that you can't understand the pain if you don't feel the pain in your lower body, but your upper body is so rotten, you can really bear it.

It took more than half an hour to smear the large and small wounds on Qi Yun's body. Xing Zhongwan felt a little hungry. Looking at the hanging bottle with water, he decided to go down to eat first. As soon as he left the door, the old butler stopped him.

"Miss Xing, it seems that you really decided to fight against me. I said when you first came here, you should talk less here, and don't do things you shouldn't do!"

Xing Zhongwan leaned against the door and looked at her slantingly. He hated being threatened the most since he was a child. What should I do to care about your business!

"Old lady, since I'm here, I can't watch him die. Even if Mrs. Qi came to ask in person, I said the same thing!"

Xing Zhongwan crossed her and went downstairs, and he didn't say the second half of the sentence. Qi Yun's death was of no benefit to him. His cheap dad wanted to take the opportunity to drag him into the water. If Qi Yun dies, he will take the blame. He can't let Xing Zhengping get his wish. Besides, Xing Zhongwan said in front of his mother's tomb that it will make his mother beautiful. When he went back, although he didn't think it was a great thing to enter the Xing family, he couldn't let go of his mother until he died. Xing Zhongwan must make it happen with such a good opportunity.

Angrily kicked up the handrail of the stairs, Xing Zhongwan entered the kitchen and glanced at the prepared bland dinner, which was already cold enough to make people look unappetizing. Xing Zhongwan entered the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked up and down, and simply made himself a bowl of noodles. After eating quickly, I turned my head and thought, washed some rice and put it on the stove to prepare some porridge.

Xing Zhongwan took the porridge into Qi Yun's room, and the anti-inflammatory drugs were almost finished. Xing Zhongwan skillfully pulled out the needle and pressed cotton to stop the bleeding.

Xing Zhongwan stretched out his hand to help Qi Yun up. As soon as his hands touched Qi Yun's shoulder, the person on the bed opened his eyes alertly, "What are you doing?"

Xing Zhongwan said casually, "Eat, what are you doing. Don't tell me that you have eaten what the old woman fed."

Qi Yun did not speak, but did not cooperate. Xing Zhongwan was sweating profusely and was in a bad mood. He simply ignored him and took a mouthful of porridge and put it to his mouth, "Eat it."

With a wave of Qi Yun's hand, the porridge fell onto Xing Zhongwan's white shirt together with the spoon. Xing Zhongwan was so annoyed that the injury on Lao Tzu's face has not yet been settled with you. Why are you so shameless!

"I kindly cooked it for you, what's your attitude!"

Qi Yun turned his head, "I didn't let you control me!"

Xing Zhong stood up angrily, you thought I was willing to take care of you! If it wasn't for Lao Tzu being trapped in this game, I'd **** you!

Angrily paced back and forth in the room, Qi Yun's sunken cheeks were lifeless in the dim light, looking like a cardboard man.

Xing Zhongwan thought to himself, why should I be angry with a disabled person.

Walking in front of Qi Yun, Xing Zhongwan bent down and leaned against his ear, "God let you live, it's not for you to be so bad!"