Chapter 1786: Love buried in time (4)

Jing Yu's gaze followed at this time.
It was a tall man, and he could not see the 30-year-old as said by his wife.
Even though it was cold outside, but there was heating inside, he wore a thin white shirt. The document is placed on the lap, and the other hand carries a cup of coffee.
A precious mechanical watch was worn on the right wrist. Jingyu still knows a little about some brands. This watch represents the distinguished identity and conservation of the owner, and the price is 7 figures.
He seemed to sense her gaze, and he suddenly looked up from the file.
Jing Yu was able to see his features clearly. This man is no less attractive than any popular male star. However, compared to those male stars, he is more flavorful, it is the hormonal flavor that belongs to men. In his eyes was a charm that was inherently strong.
She couldn't see the identity of the man, but she knew that she would not be an ordinary person.
Vaguely familiar.
However, no such person existed in her life.
It should be an illusion.
"Dr. Jing, try your craft." When she was lost, the man put down his coffee and opened his mouth first, his voice was flat.
Jing Yu came back to God, and he was surprised that he knew his last name. Later, I thought that it was probably the professor who called in person and talked to them.
On her way here, Professor Luo has sent all the information about his wife's condition in her mailbox.
His wife was injured two years ago, and she has been recovering. She is recovering well, but she still uses a wheelchair to travel. Jingyu went to the other side of the bed, sat in a chair, and massaged his wife's left leg.
She was professional, and her acupoints were accurate. The wife felt that it was not so painful, so she talked to her, "Just heard Ze Yao called you Doctor Jing?"
"Well, my surname is Jing."
"I'll call you Xiaojing after that."
"it is good."
"I see that you are as good as your teacher. The busy man in your teacher is on a business trip all day long. I will just look for you in the future."
Jing Yu only said, "Madam is satisfied."
"Does it hurt here?" She asked.
"Okay, it hurts on the right."
"Then I'll press this side for you, and then you will press the right side for a while." Jing Yu leaned down, slipped the long curly hair on her back, and her long fingers arbitrarily pinched the fringed hair behind her ears, revealing whiteness. Snow-like pinna.
The opposite man took a sip of coffee, his eyes glanced lightly at her, his eyes darkened, but he didn't stop, and even fell back to the file.
However, even if it was only one glance, Jingyu felt it. This man's sense of existence is too strong, and a casual look can't be ignored.
The lady seemed to feel more comfortable, and slowly the man fell asleep on the bed.
"Stop." The man suddenly said, Jing Yu stopped and looked up at him.
He got up, held his wife's back and slowly lowered her, confirming that she was sleeping comfortably, and then he sat back again, looked up at her, and whispered, "Come here."
He probably got used to the attitude and arrogance of such superiors, but he did not have the arrogance of the commanding force.
Jingyu went to the right side of the bed and massaged his wife's right leg, but because he had been sitting by the bed, the remaining space made her difficult to operate.
"Sir, please let me in," she said.
He moved his chair back about half a meter away and continued to flip through the documents. Very focused, Jing Yu is not good to bother.
Squat down and massage the lady. Occasionally moved, the arched back hit the man's knee. The man's bones were extremely hard, and he bumped twice, causing her back pain, but she couldn't say anything.
After pressing for more than an hour, the arm was sour, the warm wind was blowing, and the whole body was warming up. There was a fine layer of sweat on Jing Yu's flushed face, and she retracted her hands and rubbed her arms to get up. However, because I just squatted for too long, suddenly I felt dizzy and my legs became numb.
She was unstable, and almost fell back to the ground. The next moment, the waist suddenly warmed, a man's big palm covered.
The fingers were slender, the joints were clear, and her waist was falsely supported. It is cautious and not frivolous. Jing Yu also instinctively shot on his wrist to support himself. Under the palm of a hand, a man's hand bones are hard and strong, quite different from a woman's softness and fragility.
In just a few seconds, the dizziness passed, and she stood still, feeling hotter on her waist. Aware of the close contact between the two, she was embarrassed and pulled her hand from the man's wrist without any trace, whispering, "Thank you."
The man took a look at her, and withdrew his hand from her waist, and drew it into his pocket without much speech.
The two were very close, Jing Yu could smell the faint scent of him. There seemed to still be the heat of his palms and the strength of holding her up on his waist.
After all, it was a stranger, and this proximity made her somewhat embarrassed.
"Sir, then I'll go first."
"Well, come on." He didn't have much expression on his face. The episode just appeared to him, as if there were no ripples.
It was her farewell, but he left the room first.
Jing Yu followed him.
Before the two went downstairs, they saw a young man running upstairs and snoring.
"Be quiet." The man reminded with a frown.
"Brother, are you back?" The other side was pleasantly surprised. He glanced at Jingyu behind him at first glance, and looked at her. The charming peach blossom eyes were ambiguous, "Willn't he bring his girlfriend to his mother?"
Jing Yumo. This misunderstanding is a bit big.
Just listen to the man standing in front of himself: "Mom is asleep, don't go up to her."
Hearing this, he obviously didn't mean to explain.
"Okay, then I won't go up now. Sister, dressed like this, are you a doctor?" The young man's attention turned to Jing Yu again.
That ‘bump’ made Jingyu feel compelled to explain herself—the man in front had no meaning at all. She whispered, "You misunderstood. I'm the doctor who came to rehabilitate my wife."
"Rehabilitation doctor for my mother? Brother, don't you always just recognize Professor Luo, when can such a young doctor let you in?" The young man had his arms around his chest and his tone was quite profound.
The man didn't bother him, but walked down silently. Jing Yu followed. Then, I heard the man speak behind him: "Beautiful doctor, I'll take you for a while. It's a long way back to the city."
I ca n’t go back to the city without a car here. She had watched it before she came, not even a taxi.
Jing Yu is not an arrogant person. When he was about to say 'OK', the man walking in front of him opened his mouth now: "You don't need to worry about it here. You stay here well, until mom wakes up, where? Are not allowed to go. "