Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 317 Lin Yuan is discharged from the hospital. Qiao Sanli: I didn't secretly bully him!

"Wang Miao felt that the four people who came to see him were a strange combination: two policemen and two soldiers. If the two soldiers were armed police, it would be normal, but they were two army officers."

"Wang Miao didn't like the police who came to see him from the first glance..."

Lin Yuan spoke in a steady voice, while Xiang Nanfang, dressed in an elegant dress, sat at the table beside the hospital bed, her pen scratching across the paper as she wrote down each word he uttered.

He was referring to the opening excerpt of "The Three-Body Problem," a work that Liu Cixin began writing in 2006 and is now about to be published. While it may seem a bit ahead of its time, it is not entirely unacceptable.

Moreover, Lin Yuan has not decided to publish it this year.

There were only the two of them in the ward at the moment. Xiang Nanfang had no classes in the afternoon, so he came early.

Wu Xiulan had already gone back; she was going to prepare a nutritious dinner for Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan couldn't stay in bed for long periods of time, so he thought of having the women around him help him write, so that they could feel more involved.

Xiang Nanfang was the first, and she was quite happy about it.

Lin Yuan had once said that he wanted to write a science fiction masterpiece, and she had always kept it in mind. Now that she could write for him, she truly felt that she could help Lin Yuan.

Listening to Lin Yuan's extremely natural narration, Xiang Nanfang's hand holding the pen paused slightly. When he looked up at him, his eyes were filled with undisguised pride.

……

"Three days later, on the 14th, between 1 a.m. and 5 a.m., the entire universe will shine for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuan stopped.

When Xiang Nanfang put down her pen and looked up at him, her eyes still held a hint of dazedness from being immersed in the story, as if waiting for him to continue.

"Chapter 3 is finished, let's stop here and you can take a break too."

The afternoon of recording flew by without me even realizing it.

Xiang Nanfang placed the notebook in front of him and said softly, "Take a look and see what parts need to be changed?"

She rubbed her sore wrists and got up to pour Lin Yuan a glass of warm water.

Lin Yuan took her right hand and gently massaged the sore spot on her wrist with his fingertips.

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of tenderness.

After a long time, in the evening, the ward experienced another small peak in visitors.

Ma Suqin, Chang Xingyu, and Wu Xiulan all came.

After they had eaten the hot dinner that Wu Xiulan had brought, Lin Yuan let them go back one by one.

As night deepened, only Lin Yuan and Xiang Nanfang remained in the ward.

Xiang Nanfang gently lifted the blanket, his voice as soft as a feather: "Senior brother, let me take off your trousers and give you a recovery massage."

In order to help Lin Yuan's leg nerves regain sensation as soon as possible, and to prevent his leg muscles from atrophying, daily leg massages are essential.

Lin Yuan suddenly pulled two items out from under his pillow and handed them to Xiang Nanfang: a very short pleated skirt and a pair of shiny black stockings.

Xiang Nanfang subconsciously bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with clear curiosity as she looked up at him: "Senior brother, where... did this come from?"

"Suqin just delivered these, try them on." Lin Yuan's voice carried a hint of amusement.

Xiang Nanfang looked down at her skirt, then at the pleated skirt in her hand that barely covered her thighs. She gently touched the pleats of the skirt with her fingertips, then stroked the sheer black stockings that were as thin as cicada wings. She asked shyly in a soft voice, "Are these black stockings?"

"Okay, try them on."

"But...it feels so strange."

"Stockings are great. They can prevent varicose veins and have a shaping effect, making your legs more toned," Lin Yuan coaxed her with a smile. "Besides, we'll only wear them when it's the two of us. Anyway, it's so late, no one else will come over."

Xiang Nanfang hesitated before putting it on.

The pleated mini-skirt accentuated her slender waistline, and the hem swayed gently with her movements. Black stockings covered her delicate calves, adding a touch of inexplicable allure to her originally elegant demeanor.

Lin Yuan reached out and touched it; it felt smooth and delicate, with the warmth of her skin.

“You wrote so many words this afternoon, your hand must still be sore,” Lin Yuan said, looking at her. “Aren’t you going to give your senior brother a massage later? I feel sorry for you, so please don’t use your hands to massage him.”

Xiang Nanfang sat on the hospital bed, right between Lin Yuan's legs. As she lifted her leg, her skirt fluttered lightly, revealing a hint of allure.

Her soft soles moved rhythmically back and forth, a few beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her cheeks were as red as ripe peaches, and she blinked her watery eyes. We were supposed to get a leg massage.

"Senior brother, am I sure I'm not stepping on you and hurting you?"

Lin Yuan stroked those small, delicate feet. The toes were round and smooth like pearls, and even the toenails had a faint pink hue, like a layer of fallen peach petals.

"No, this massage pressure is just right, it's really helping my leg recover." Lin Yuan gently pinched her ankle and smiled, "If it really hurts, your senior brother will tell you."

Although the touch of her soles was not as delicate as her fingers, it was just as attentive, each step enveloping her in its unique warmth and softness.

When the stockings got dirty, Xiang Nanfang's cheeks turned bright red, and she was too embarrassed to look at Lin Yuan.

Spring goes and summer comes.

Lin Yuan's chest and waist have recovered well, and he can now sit in a wheelchair to go downstairs to see the flowers and plants in the inpatient department, instead of being confined to his hospital bed all day.

Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang were accompanying him, and the sight of the three of them together made onlookers sigh that he was quite lucky with women.

"I want to try to stand up," Lin Yuan suddenly said.

Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang quickly stepped forward, each supporting Lin Yuan's arm on either side, gently supporting him with their palms.

Lin Yuan took a small step with great effort, but could no longer hold on. Fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, clearly indicating that this step had exhausted all his strength.

"Sit down and rest for a while," Chang Xingyu hurriedly advised, his tone filled with concern.

Xiang Nanfang nodded in agreement: "Yes, senior brother."

"I want to try again." Lin Yuan gently brushed their hands away, determined to try one more time.

He struggled to move another small step, panting and smiling bitterly: "I never thought that moving two steps would be harder than moving a car."

Xiang Nanfang quickly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Senior brother, you have recovered very well now. Take your time, we have a long future ahead of us."

Lin Yuan sat back in his wheelchair, his face still a little pale. He smiled and held one person's hand in each, feeling a warm sensation in his palm: "After all, I can't bear to really leave you."

The two women let him hold their hands, and neither of them rushed to pull away.

……

summer vacation.

Wen Ju'an rushed over from Yanjing.

Lin Yuan wouldn't actually let Wen Ju'an take care of him; he would just have her stay with him at the hospital. Instead, he would often tutor her and Qiao Sanli together.

For these two girls, the focus this summer was on improving their grades, so this was perfect.

However, Lin Yuan couldn't bear to refuse their request to stay with him in bed.

Fortunately, being a caregiver in the hospital isn't too strenuous; it's mostly just trivial things like pouring a glass of water, handing someone something, or helping them with chores.

On the other hand, He Qinghuan was sent to Yanjing by Lin Yuan to replace Ma Suqin in managing Mengma's affairs. With Lin Yuan in charge of the overall direction, there was no need to worry about any major mistakes.

Ma Suqin stayed in Nanjing to manage the Lin Group's affairs with the help of Sun Xiaomo.

During this summer vacation, Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang spent the most time with him.

After all, they have free time during holidays, and they spend almost all the time they can arrange on their own with him.

Seeing Lin Yuan getting better day by day, they were genuinely happy.

She only occasionally worried that Lin Yuan might overwork himself and affect his recovery, but Lin Yuan continued to do as he pleased.

Summer vacation is coming to an end in the blink of an eye, and Wen Ju'an should return to Yanjing.

Wen Ju'an's eyes were full of anticipation: "Brother Lin Yuan, when you are well and able to travel far, you must come to Yanjing to see me."

"Of course," Lin Yuan coaxed with a smile, "otherwise, how could I repay you for spending so much time with me this summer? I'll definitely come to see you either at the end of this year or the beginning of next year."

Wen Ju'an tiptoed and ambushed Lin Yuan, then turned and ran away with a flushed face.

Seeing this, Wen Qinghua shook his head helplessly.

……

After a few more days, Lin Yuan's recovery became more stable. Although he still needs to gradually adapt to walking for long periods and distances, basic daily activities are no longer a problem.

Just as Lin Yuan was about to pull away, Chang Xingyu gently wrapped his arms around his waist, pressed his cheek against his ear, and said in a slightly muffled voice:
"It's okay if you get pregnant, we're both at the age to get married anyway."

Lin Yuan readily agreed with his advice, spreading warmth and allowing Chang Xingyu to spend a night that met his expectations.

Before they knew it, it was the night before Lin Yuan was to be discharged from the hospital.

Lin Yuan looked at Xiang Nanfang and Chang Xingyu, took their hands, and joked with a smile, "My leg is almost healed now, so you're not allowed to leave me again."

Neither of them spoke, nor did they withdraw their hands; their tacit silence concealed a tender affection.

That night, taking advantage of the joy of being discharged from the hospital, Lin Yuan embraced the two girls, their shyness and tenderness mingling in his arms, allowing them to completely let down their guard and willingly indulge in this enchanting intimacy.

Lin Yuan has been discharged from the hospital!
This news is explosive.

Even though he has been out of the public eye for a long time, Lin Yuan remains the undisputed top figure in the domestic sports field.

The news immediately attracted a large number of media outlets.

Regardless of whether he can regain his former competitive form, at least at this moment, he left Nanjing Gulou Hospital with a steady gait, his face showing no signs of illness, clearly appearing as a healthy person.

He stood up again!

This undoubtedly gave a boost to the confidence of countless people who support and like him.

A barrage of flashes focused on Lin Yuan, and many reporters tried to rush to his side, but were firmly blocked by the security personnel protecting him.

Lin Yuan simply nodded in acknowledgment, then accompanied Wu Xiulan into the car, and they returned smoothly to Sha Mao Lane.

As for Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang, they had already left with flushed faces when Wu Xiulan came over in the early morning.

What happened last night was a burning secret that they had to keep hidden deep in their hearts, and even recalling it brought a touch of shy panic.

When Lin Yuan returned to his home in Sha Mao Lane, he could smell the aroma of food wafting from the courtyard.

Today is Sunday, and Qiao Sanli stayed home early to cook, waiting for Lin Yuan to return from the hospital.

Lin Yuan and Sun Xiaomo exchanged a few words in hushed tones, then Lin Yuan told her to drive away.

Many neighbors flocked to the Lin family's courtyard, asking them all sorts of questions and expressing their concern.

Lin Yuan smiled and responded a few times, but he really didn't have time to deal with everyone, so he handed everything over to Wu Xiulan.

Lin Yuan went straight back to his room. The bedroom was exactly the same as when he last came back, with almost no changes. Qiuqiu was now at his feet. He missed it very much after not seeing it for so long.

A moment later, Qiao Sanli came in with a glass of water, looking at him with a smile.

Seeing her like this, Lin Yuan gave the somewhat disobedient Qiao Sanli a light slap.

During his hospitalization, Qiao Sanli seized upon his weaknesses and used them against him relentlessly.

Now that I'm discharged from the hospital and back home, I'm determined to get my revenge.

Lin Yuan grabbed her under the armpits with both hands, lifted her up suddenly, and spun her around in the room.

Qiao Sanli's exclamation mingled with her silvery laughter in the room.

After spinning her around several times, Lin Yuan finally put her down steadily. He pinched her rosy cheeks with his fingertips and deliberately put on a stern face, saying, "You little brat, how dare you bully me in the hospital while I was injured? Tell me, who gave you the guts!"

"I didn't bully him secretly." Qiao Sanli was panting, her face still flushed from the spinning, but she suddenly stood on tiptoe and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Lin Yuan wasn't stunned, but Wu Xiulan, who was just about to come in, was a little confused.

Sanli truly relies on Lin Yuan like a brother, and she's even showing a bit of that girlish intimacy.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; what girl could resist a son's charm?

Throughout Sha Mao Lane, many young women privately talked about Lin Yuan. Wu Xiulan could confidently say that every young woman dreamed of her own son.

She was secretly pleased, but then thought that Qiao Sanli was still young, so she didn't think too much about it.

"Sanli, Lin Yuan, come and bring the food. Let's eat."

"Oh." Now it was Qiao Sanli's turn to feel embarrassed. Her ears turned so red they could bleed. She lowered her head and responded, then went to the kitchen like a frightened little rabbit.

The three of them sat around the table, the aroma of the food filling the room. They were finally able to enjoy this long-awaited family reunion dinner at home.

Wu Xiulan looked much better, and her eyes and brows were relaxed.

She didn't know if Lin Yuan could return to his competitive form, but she was already very satisfied and content if Lin Yuan's body could recover to normal.

While they were eating, Lin Yuan suddenly looked up at Wu Xiulan and said, "You should visit Suqin's house more often recently and see your grandson. Suqin will be going to Yanjing soon."

Wu Xiulan frowned upon hearing this: "Can't you just let Suqin stay in Nanjing? You've just recovered a bit, and you're already sending her away? Or you could leave Youyou with me, I'll help take care of her."

Lin Yuan explained, “Suqin’s trip to Yanjing is important. Next year is crucial for the Mengma brand. If we do well, Mengma will become famous throughout the country. As for Youyou, I have no objection if you want to take him with you, but you have to ask Suqin if she agrees. She’s a mother, and she’ll be so worried if she doesn’t have her son with her.”

Wu Xiulan pouted: "You know how to care about your son's mother, but you don't know how to care about your own mother."

"I'm still in Nanjing with you, aren't I?" Lin Yuan joked. "If you want to have grandchildren, I'll give you a few more in the future. Don't complain about the noise then."

Wu Xiulan playfully slapped him, but the smile lines at the corners of her eyes couldn't be hidden. "You're still talking nonsense in front of Sanli."

Lin Yuan turned to look at Qiao Sanli and said with a smile, "Sanli is very smart, of course she knows I was joking, right?"

Qiao Sanli pursed her lips, shook her head vigorously, and smiled.

……

Lin Yuan didn't rush to go back to class, but returned to the Lin Group instead.

It is in a businessman's nature to pursue profit. Even if other home appliance brands joined forces to suppress the Lin family, Lin Yuan did not think much of it. The tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind.

However, some partners, despite having already signed contracts, take advantage of his troubles to breach the contract and delay, hoping to take advantage of him and make more money. This is simply too tactless.

Do you think you can just embezzle the Lin Group's money as you please?
It's not like they have some high-tech, bottleneck-level chip that they can't do without. Do they really think they can control the Lin family?
Lin Yuan naturally wouldn't tolerate these people; the legal department of his Lin Group was no joke.

After dealing with these matters, Lin Yuan beckoned Sun Xiaomo over, and Sun Xiaomo sat down on his lap.

Lin Yuan took out a necklace from the velvet box and gently fastened it around her neck. The gorgeous chain and the lustrous gemstones made it clear at a glance that it was very valuable.

Sun Xiaomo raised her hand and touched the necklace, revealing a smile, clearly liking it very much.

Lin Yuan asked, "Have you thought about what you would do if I couldn't stand up?"

Sun Xiaomo answered decisively: "I haven't thought about it."

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "That's right. For example, I never thought I would be unable to stand up."

Looking into the undeniable confidence in his eyes, Sun Xiaomo suddenly smiled wistfully, her tone full of certainty: "Boss, I think there's nothing in this world you can't do, as long as you want to."

"That's not necessarily true. For example, I can't have children," Lin Yuan joked, then changed the subject, "What have you particularly liked growing up? Or what have you wanted to do?"

Sun Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Yuan in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly asked this question.

"If you don't know, take your time to think it through. Tell me when you've figured it out, and I'll help you achieve it." Lin Yuan reached out and stroked her flat stomach, smiling. "Even if you just want to be a mother, that's fine too."

……

It was a Sunday in early October.

Lin Yuan led Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang back to his house.

Of course, the excuse used was to talk about future plans.

Both women had already accepted each other's existence in their hearts, but they also harbored the same thought: that they could become Lin Yuan's lawfully wedded wife.

Although they didn't argue about it openly, neither of them intended to relinquish their "official" position.

Seeing the ambiguous stalemate between the two, Lin Yuan suddenly said nothing and pulled them straight into the bedroom.

Fold it three times, and it will always have a surface no matter how you fold it.

An unintentional touch between skin can always bring people closer.

But afterwards, Lin Yuan felt that the subtle feeling had become even stronger.

Chang Xingyu buried her face in the pillow, while Xiang Nanfang turned to face the wall. Both of them remained silent out of shyness, even breathing very softly, as if they wished that the person who had just made the soft noise was not themselves.

(End of this chapter)