The Actor Wants to Divorce

After Feng Jin listened, he immediately folded back and put Lin Yan on the wheelchair.

Lin Yan supported the wheelchair, "I can go by myself."

Feng Jin looked down at him: "Can you stand up?"

Lin Yan was not sure, "I will try."

Feng Jin pushed Lin Yan into the toilet.

Lin Yan stretched out his hand to press the wheelchair and tried to stand up. However, his lower body didn't have any strength at all, and his feet were so sore that he failed several attempts.

Feng Jin frowned, walked over, put his arm on his neck, and then helped him up.

Lin Yan was not so thick-skinned that he was waiting for him to take off his pants and go to the bathroom.

He held Feng Jin's hand and gritted his teeth: "I'll do it myself."

Feng Jin stared at him, then suddenly let go.

Lin Yan fell directly onto the wheelchair.

Feng Jin looked at his pale face and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and said, "How do you come by yourself? You can't stand up."

"I…"

"Don't waste time, can you? I have other things to work on."

Lin Yan's face stiffened, and then nodded: "I'm sorry."

Feng Jin helped Lin Yan up again. This time Lin Yan didn't resist at all, letting him pull his pants down.

This picture was too irritating to Lin Yan, and there was a fire in his body. He quickly closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about it.

After Lin Yan was resolved, Jiang Zefei came back just in time, opened the toilet door and walked in directly one by one.

Feng Jin's hand was still on Lin Yan's pants.

Jiang Zefei's eyes widened.

"you guys…"

Feng Jin quickly explained: "It's just a toilet for him."

Jiang Zefei stared at Lin Yan weirdly, and his expression became unnatural.

Lin Yan didn't speak, and when he got into the wheelchair, he pressed the electric switch of the wheelchair and left.

As soon as he arrived at the bedroom door, a conversation between Feng Jin and Jiang Zefei came from behind.

First, Jiang Zefei's voice: "How do you help him do this kind of thing...it's too weird..."

Feng Jin helpless: "You can't watch him wet the bed."

Jiang Zefei sighed: "Why is he still with you? Didn't you say that he has nothing to do with you after he wakes up?"

"Brother Lin Yang, please, it's only half a month."

"You should send him to a nursing home..."

"Speak down, he is your brother after all."

Lin Yan turned his back to the two people, listening to their lowered conversation, clenching his fingers one by one.

He raised his head, his gaze caught the picture of Jiang Zefei and Feng Jin hanging on the wall.

Feng Jin's bright and gentle smile made his eyes flushed.

Hearing the footsteps behind, Lin Yan hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door and entered.

After a while, Feng Jin came over and asked Lin Yan to eat.

Although Lin Yan's hand muscles are not as degraded as those on his legs, the delicate work of eating with chopsticks is still a bit difficult for him.

He tried to hold the dishes in the bowl, but failed several times.

Just wanting Feng Jin to help him change a spoon.

─I looked up but stopped.

Feng Jin and Jiang Zefei were talking about something. Jiang Zefei also handed the phone to Feng Jin from time to time. Feng Jin's eyebrows were crooked.

Lin Yan's heart seemed to have been hollowed out, and he was stuffed with a lot of sliced ​​lemons soaked in water. Every cell in his body was trembling sour.

Lin Yan went to the kitchen by himself and wanted to bring a spoon.

Lin Yan put the spoon on the shelf in the kitchen. Lin Yan had to stand up to get him.

He tried to prop up his body, grabbing the spoon in his hand, but the next second, his legs trembled, and the whole person, together with the wheelchair, fell directly to the ground.

Even the knives on the shelf were turned over, and they fell all over the floor.

Feng Jin and Jiang Zefei hurried over after hearing the sound.

Seeing the mess on the ground, Jiang Zefei took a few steps forward and lifted Lin Yan from the ground. He frowned and seemed to complain: "What are you doing? Why didn't you pay attention for a while and you came here by yourself?"

Feng Jin lowered his head and picked up the knife silently.

Lin Yan frowned: "Take the spoon."

"You have to take a spoon, tell us, why run around by yourself."

Lin Yan's face paled: "I'm afraid you will be in trouble..."

Jiang Zefei was still muttering: "If we know we are afraid of trouble, don't try to be aggressive. If this happens, isn't it making us more troublesome?"

Lin Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and finally said nothing.

Feng Jin put the knife back on the shelf and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it didn't hurt anyone, otherwise..."

Jiang Zefei grabbed Feng Jin's hand: "You still said you didn't hurt anyone?"

Lin Yan was startled, and looked at Feng Jin's hand hurriedly. Sure enough, there was a small hole in Feng Jin's finger.

"Feng Jin..."

"It's okay, I just accidentally rubbed it, and it didn't bleed again."

Jiang Zefei grabbed Feng Jin and walked outside: "No way, no, you still have to take a medicine. If you are so careless, how can you take care of others."

Lin Yan looked at the back of them leaving, and rolled the wheelchair back to the room by himself.

Then he took out his cell phone and called Lin Yang.

Lin Yang's mobile phone shows the shutdown state.

Lin Yan sent another text message.

"Brother, I want to go home for recuperation, or send me to a nursing home."

He didn't want to bother Feng Jin anymore, nor did he want to see Feng Jin and Jiang Zefei so close.

He knew he was not qualified, but it didn't mean that he would not feel uncomfortable seeing Feng Jin with others.

On the contrary, in the past few days, he saw Jiang Zefei caring about Feng Jin in a gentle manner. His heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton, blocking his breath and squeezing his lungs.

He really can't stand it anymore.

Lin Yan has been contacting Lin Yang for the next two or three days.

It's a pity that Lin Yang's phone calls were never answered, and the calls sent out were also unresolved.

Lin Yan called the former butler of Lin's family again, and the butler told him that they didn't know where Lin Yang had gone, but said that they were going out to do errands and would be back in half a month at the latest.

Lin Yan felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He understands his brother, he will not lose contact for no reason, not to mention, what matters is so important that he can't even answer a phone call?

Lin Yan made a decision in his heart.

If Lin Yang doesn't contact him tomorrow, he will go out to find the sanatorium by himself, and leave here first. During dinner, Lin Yan told Feng Jin and Jiang Zefei about going to the sanatorium.

Jiang Zefei didn't have any objection. He always felt that patients with mobility impairments like Lin Yan should go to a nursing home. With the help of professional medical staff, they can recover faster.

Feng Jin hesitated: "But I promised Brother Lin Yang to take good care of you."

"I'm recovering, and I don't need someone to take care of me most of the time. I can still do rehabilitation training when I go to the nursing home, and maybe I can stand up next month."

Jiang Ze flew to his mouth and threw a piece of spare ribs in his mouth, and said vaguely to Feng Jin, "If he wants to go, let him go. It happens that we are going to spring... Oh no, this season, we can only go to autumn. You are not allowed. Let me dove again."

Lin Yan followed: "I have contacted a nursing home, and they will pick me up tomorrow. Don't worry about my brother, I have already sent him a text message."

He had already said that, and Feng Jin couldn't stop him anymore, he could only nod his head, "Okay, then I will visit you often."

Early the next morning, people from the nursing home came to catch the inflammation.

Lin Yan shook his wheelchair and walked out of the apartment slowly.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Jin: "You don't need to send me off, just keep in touch with your mobile phone."

Feng Jin nodded, "Okay."

Lin Yan's new sanatorium is in the city center, very close to Fengjin, only ten minutes' drive away.

The room arranged for him by the hospital was on the first floor. Lin Yan sat in a wheelchair and strolled around, satisfied with his new home.

The only thing that upset him is that he doesn't want people to touch him.

If it's Feng Jin...

After all, they looked naked to each other, and the two of them didn't know how many times they had seen each other.

Even if it's ashamed, it can't go anywhere.

But if it is changed to another old man, or which aunt, or a little girl, to help him take off his pants and go to the toilet...

It really felt like Huang Hua's daughter was ruined by others.

Just thinking about it makes Lin Yan hairy.

Hey, it's better to Feng Jin.

Lin Yan couldn't help but miss the days in Feng Jin's place.

He feels that he now seems to be a contradiction.

He wanted to stay by his side, but didn't dare to trouble him. Like an outsider who strayed into another lion territory, waiting to be accepted with full expectation.

Will Feng Jin come here to see himself?

What should I tell him then?

Lin Yan got more and more confused as he thought about it, so he simply shook his wheelchair and went to the garden to enjoy the sun.

Many old people are chatting outside.

Lin Yan's appearance is very popular with grandpas and aunts.

After a while, Lin Yan was surrounded.

"Boy, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with your legs?"

Lin Yan didn't want to answer, and couldn't leave, with a cold face, "I'm paralyzed."

"Oh, it's a shame to be at this young age." An aunt shook her head regretfully: "It's okay, let's not be sad. The aunt will introduce you to the kind and good girl, and promise not to dislike you."

Lin Yan: "..."

Lin Yan took a sigh of anger and returned to his room.

I took out my phone to see if there was a WeChat Feng Jin, but only found Jiang Zefei's WeChat.

It was sent half an hour ago.

"Brother, Feng Jin and I will go to play tomorrow, and then I will go back to see you."

Lin Yan's eyes darkened, wishing to crush his teeth.

[You don't come. 】

After returning to Jiang Zefei's WeChat, he found Feng Jin's WeChat again, hesitated for a long time, and deleted and changed one line countless times.

[I’m fine in the nursing home, don’t worry. 】

Lin Yan frowned.

What if Jin didn’t worry about himself? Saying that by yourself, doesn't it appear to be affectionate?

Lin Yan thought about it, and deleted the words "don't worry" again.

Then I pressed the send button.

Five minutes later, Feng Jin replied.

It's just a simple "um" word.

He actually...replied?

Lin Yan stared at the phone, a little shocked at first, and then the silly joy of "hehehe".

If seen by a passing nurse, it is estimated that my Lin Yan's medical record will have another "spiritual difference" added to it.

On the fourth day Lin Yan was admitted to the nursing home, Feng Jin suddenly received a call from the nursing home.

The man who had reported to him on WeChat the night before fainted in the ward.

Because Lin Yang could not be reached, the phone could only reach Feng Jin.

Feng Jin was so scared that his heart would stop, for fear that Lin Yan would faint for another year or a half.

Drove to the nursing home quickly.

Lin Yan was already awake at that time, and several doctors were scolding him fiercely by the bedside.

Lin Yan bowed his head and played with his mobile phone casually, not knowing whether he had listened or not.

Feng Jin rushed into the ward out of breath.

Lin Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the doctor angrily.

"Why did you contact him? I didn't let you contact him?"

"You fainted in our hospital, we naturally have to notify your family and friends." The doctor was also a little unhappy: "Why, don't want to worry about people, then you can cooperate with us, I don't believe it, there is no me yet. For the patients who cannot be cured, come and come, tell your family members yourself what caused you to faint, come, you say!"

Lin Yan's face couldn't help but flushed.

Biting his lip firmly, it seemed that he didn't intend to say it anymore.

Feng Jin walked over; "What did you do?"

The author has something to say

Lin Yang is probably a foreshadowing here, there is a reason why he can't be contacted (distressed brother, brother can bear much better than younger brother, after all, he is a brother, no one can rely on him)

Guess, why is Lin Yan scolded by the doctor?

Does anyone know what he did and fainted? In fact, there are hints in this chapter, he really doesn’t want others to help him, so he...

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