Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Blair got out of the hospital bed and dragged her weak body to the bathroom to freshen up.

When she was brushing her teeth, she noticed that her arm wasn't as red and swollen as it was the day before. A new layer of ointment had been applied to the wound, nourishing her skin. It had a slight fragrance to it.

She wondered who had applied the ointment to her wound. Was it Wesley, or a doctor?

When she came out of the bathroom, Wesley had already left. She settled herself back on the bed, and wheeled the cart over that held the bowl of wontons and noodles. She then began eating. She was already half-done by the time Wesley came back with a few pieces of paper and some boxes of medicine in his hands.

She looked at him, asking, "You eaten yet?"

He shifted his gaze to her and nodded, "Mmm hmm."

He quietly waited for her to finish before letting her know how to use the medicine. Staring at his serious profile, Blair said sincerely, "Thank you, Wesley." It was good to be his neighbor. She felt protected, safe with him.

And what if she were his girlfriend? She knew that feeling of security would be even more intense.

Betraying no emotion, Wesley threw her a quick glance. "You're welcome." He handed the medicine to her and turned on his heels without a word.

Breaking out of her reverie, Blair found he was gone. She left the bed again, and jogged out of the ward. It wasn't long before she caught up to him. He was waiting for her in front of the elevator.

The doors opened. When they were about to step inside, they heard a panting voice call out, "Brother, Sister-in-law..."

Blair was pretty sure that wasn't for her, so she continued walking into the elevator. Wesley suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her out. The elevator doors closed again. She turned to look at him, confused.

He coldly pointed to a young man gasping for air behind them. He was dressed in a blue shirt and a white gown, and obviously was out of breath, rushing to catch them before they boarded the elevator. The young doctor looked a little bit like Wesley, but his complexion was much lighter.

had seen

just called Wesley

military hospital with heavy security, and almost no one was on this floor. At the moment, only the three of them stood in front of the elevator. 'Who is this guy? And why did he call me that?' Blair wondered,

then heard Wesley tell the young man off. "Dude! You okay? How are your eyes? How about your

Niles looked at the unhappy man

your sister-in-law. So clearly you need an optometrist—or a psychiatrist." As he was done speaking, he

Blair. I'm Niles Li, Wesley's younger brother. Actually, we met once at my university. You were the excellent English

face, and she said excitedly, "Oh, it was you! I remember you made a speech as the student

was Wesley's brother. If she'd known that earlier, she would've been friendlier.

they were old friends who hadn't been together for a

"Yeah, that was me. Hey, your face still looks pale. You should maybe stay another couple days? I guess

she replied, "Thanks, but I'm good. What I need now

to the two without a word. But his face

inpatient department, a rush of hot air blew

follow him but Niles stopped her. "I think my brother's bringing

considerate. Blair was moved. Too

Wesley turned around to look at his brother. He changed his mind and threw his

his hands to catch the car keys. Shocked, he asked, "Why

older.

was speechless. He refused in a

cast him a sharp look, and it was enough to make the young doctor

walk away. Wesley and Blair silently stood there waiting for

up to the entrance of the inpatient department. Wesley opened the passenger door. Without