Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

Lu Jue lowered his head and did not make a sound.

He got off the bed and just landed when the male nurse next to him woke up, "Master Lu Jue."

Lu Jue lowered his head. He didn't wear shoes. He stepped on the dark gray carpet with his bare feet, walked to the corner of the wall, and squatted down slowly with his tall body.

Obviously, the male nurse was already used to Lu Jue's behavior. He didn't stop him and continued to sit and watch. His main job was to take care of Lu Jue, prevent Lu Jue from hurting himself, and tell him to take medicine.

Ning Zhi walked over, she learned from Lu Jue, and squatted down in front of him.

She glanced around, and the walls on all sides were covered with off-white, thick soft bags to prevent Lu Jue's head from being injured when he hit the wall. Even the corners were pasted without leaving any gaps.

Lu Jue squatted quietly, he lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes, Ning Zhi couldn't see his expression at all.

Ning Zhi quietly accompanied him for a while, trying to put his hand on the back of his knee again, and he didn't notice it.

Ning Zhi didn't say a word, she just held it gently, waiting for him to get used to it.

The room was quiet, and the male nurse yawned boredly, sometimes checking his phone.

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, she let go of the hand on the back of Lu Jue's hand and wanted to stand up and walk.

The warm and soft touch disappeared, Lu Jue moved his hand and hooked Ning Zhi's fingertips.

"Lu Jue?" Ning Zhi was surprised.

Lu Jue didn't answer, his lips were pressed tightly.

Ning Zhi simply sat down beside Lu Jue, put his hand back, and continued to put it on the back of Lu Jue's hand, "Do you like this?"

Lu Jue did not respond or refuse.

There was joy in Ning Zhi's eyes, as long as he didn't reject her.

Ning Zhi saw the calendar on the desktop. Now on the 10th, Bawang gave her a reminder that Lu Jue killed himself on the 13th, and there are only three days left.

As long as Lu Jue is guaranteed to be fine within these three days, her mission will be considered a success.

Ning Zhi pondered, she planned to stay with Lu Jue for three days and guard him.

At this moment, Lu Jue suddenly withdrew his hand. He raised his head, leaned back one by one, and slammed the back of his head against the wall. Even if the soft sponge bag was stuck on the wall, it still made a "dong, dong" sound.

Ning Zhi was so frightened that he immediately reached out to stop him, "Lu Jue, don't hit me."

However, Lu Jue reached out and pushed her away.

Ning was caught off guard, the whole person was pushed to the ground, and she lay on her side, she snorted subconsciously.

For her invisible state, the pain was only a momentary thing, and in the blink of an eye, the pain disappeared.

Lu Jue was stunned. He raised his eyes and stared blankly at Ning Zhi who fell on the ground. He realized that he had hurt her.

The male nurse walked over quickly, "Master Lu Jue."

He originally wanted to stop Lu Jue's head-butting behavior, but the other party suddenly stopped. The male nurse was a little surprised. Usually, he would have to spend a lot of time to stop Lu Jue from self-harm.

Ning Zhi sat up, and there was no pain on her body, but she felt uncomfortable. Now Lu Jue didn't know her.

She sniffed deliberately, and she stretched out her white and smooth hand and put it under Lu Jue's eyes, "It hurts, you pushed me."

Lu Jue pursed his lips, his eyelids fluttered slightly, but he didn't move.

"It hurts, I don't know if my bones are broken." Ning Zhi moved to Lu Jue, sat back beside him, sobbed pitifully, and kept his hand under Lu Jue's eyes.

"Lu Jue, my hand hurts."

Her hand was deliberately shaking under his eyes, "It must have been broken."

Lu Jue's long eyelashes trembled. Right now, the girl's hands were white and tender, her fingertips were light pink, and there was no red mark at all.

Lu Jue raised his eyes and glanced at Ning Zhi quickly, touching her lost gaze, he pursed his lips.

After a while, he bowed his head to her hand and exhaled softly.

The warm breath fell on her palm, and Ning Zhi was stunned for a while, and then she smiled and rolled her eyes.

"It still hurts, you can breathe again." Ning Zhiyu coaxed.

Lu Jue glanced at her quickly again, and gently pressed her palm again, and then turned his head away, not wanting to kiss her anymore.

Ning Zhi withdrew her hand, and her eyes lit up: "Thank you, I don't have the pain anymore."

No matter when Lu Jue was, he always reacted to her.

At night, Ning Zhi found that after Lu Jue had taken a shower, he lay down on the bed with wet hair, and the male nurse didn't stop him, as if he was used to seeing Lu Jue's state.

The wet bangs were placed on his forehead, revealing Lu Jue's eyebrows.

Perhaps it was the reason why he didn't go out all the year round. Lu Jue's complexion was a kind of sickly pale, which made his eyes darker.

"Lu Jue, you can't sleep with your hair wet, you need to wipe your hair." Ning Zhi saw that the water on the back of Lu Jue's head was instantly wet by the side of Lu Jue's pillow.

Lu Jue closed his eyes, and his thin eyelids were also pale.

For a while, Ning Zhi took advantage of the male nurse's time to go to the toilet, and she consumed Little Sun in exchange for time to touch the real thing. She found a towel and wiped Lu Jue's hair.

She lifted all his bangs back, revealing Lu Jue's clean forehead. Ning Zhi found that he lost a lot of weight, and his eyebrows became deeper.

Ning Zhi's movements were very light, so he could only wipe it for him casually. Lu Jue hated the sound of blowing fans, and he had never been able to blow his hair.