The Male Lead Suddenly Became My Lapdog after I Annulled Our Engagement

Jing Yan’s heart ached for her. In order to ease her pain, he asked Chen Zhao to prepare a projector and a big screen. He also turned the ward into a private theater so that she could watch movies to distract herself when she was bored.

He Miao was not so delicate, and she got used to the pain from her wound. It was just that it was a little inconvenient for her to not be able to use her right hand for the time being.

Jing Yan naturally took on all the work of her right hand, guarding her all day long.

“Do you want to eat some fruit? I’ll peel an apple for you and wash some grapes, okay?” Jing Yan helped her wash her face and hands gently, then helped her back to the bed and covered her with the quilt.

“Don’t be busy, sit down and rest.” He Miao felt sorry for Jing Yan.

Ever since he woke up in the morning, he had been busy helping her without a moment’s rest. He had just drawn his blood and his body had not recovered yet. He should have taken a good rest.

“I’m fine. Your boyfriend is in good health. You have to believe me.” Jing Yan raised his eyebrows and joked with her, then turned to wash two plates of fruit.

He Miao knew that his injuries had not hurt his core and could still recuperate, so he was relieved.

In fact, what she was most afraid of was that her right hand would be crippled from now on. She still had to work hard to make perfumes and realize the ideal she had planned in this world.

However, Onion’s situation was not very optimistic. The person in charge of taking care of him said that he had a high fever this morning and fell into a coma. The doctor used emergency treatment to save his life, but it was unknown when he would wake up again.

He Miao had been worried about Onion the whole day and could not focus on any of the movies Jing Yan had chosen.

Jing Yan knew how she felt, but he could not do anything about it. He could only solemnly promise her, “I’ve already found the best vet to treat Onion. He’ll be fine. Your priority now is to relax and take good care of your body. Otherwise, when Onion is still alive and kicking, your wound won’t be able to heal. You won’t even be able to hold him then.”

He Miao knew that he was trying his best to make her happy, so he forced a stiff smile and nodded. “Thank you, Jing Yan. You saved me and Onion’s lives.”

Jing Yan was slightly stunned. He stared at her and said, “Do you know that by saving your life, I’m also saving mine?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Even if something happens to me, you have to live on for Grandpa Jing and for the foundation of the Jing family.” He Miao glared at him, pretending to be angry and turning her head away to avoid looking at him, but her heart was already filled with emotion.

Jing Yan suddenly held her hand and said seriously, “So you don’t need to thank me. Saving you was just me protecting myself.”

With tears in her eyes, He Miao smiled and said, “You’re such a fool.”

Jing Yan stayed with He Miao until night fell. Then, he left the hospital and drove back to the Jing family house, saying that he did not want to worry Old Master Jing.

Thinking of Onion’s current state, Jing Yan’s heart suddenly moved. Before 8 a.m., he carefully informed Butler Li and Chen Zhao about He Miao’s daily habits and every time He Miao needed to eat. After he was done, he glanced at Old Master Jing and went back to his room to lie down.

The hour hand silently pointed to the number eight, and Jing Yan fell into a deep sleep. As expected, he did not wake up in Onion’s body.

The dog was still unconscious, and his consciousness seemed to be trapped in a cage. He could clearly hear the movements outside, but he could not break out of the cage and open his eyes.

Counting the time that had passed, Jing Yan was finally sure that he could not go back this time when it was midnight.

He did not panic because of this, because he had already arranged everything about He Miao. He believed that even if he was not there, He Miao would be well taken care of.

At two o’ clock in the morning, He Miao jolted awake from the bed. She looked at the other empty accompanying bed and suddenly felt uneasy.

However, it was too late now, so she could only sit in bed until dawn. When Butler Li usually woke up, she picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed his number.

As soon as the call went through, He Miao almost blurted out to ask if Jing Yan was going to wake up, but she suppressed the urge and changed to a more tactful way of saying it. “Has Jing Yan woken up? I don’t know where he put my medicine yesterday, so I want to ask him.”

“Miss He, don’t worry. President Jing should still be asleep. I’ll ask him for you.” After getting dressed, Butler Li knocked on Jing Yan’s door with a lot of questions in his mind.

Based on his understanding of Jing Yan, Jing Yan should not have slept in while Miss He was hospitalized. ‘Could it be that something really happened to President Jing’s body?’