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.

she had

wasn't important now. He just called Wesley "Brother" and referred

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

off. "Dude! You okay? How

his words, Niles looked at the unhappy man and rubbed his

clearly you need an optometrist—or a psychiatrist." As he was done speaking, he pressed the down button again,

to look at the dazed girl, and greeted her with a big smile, "Hi Blair. I'm Niles Li, Wesley's younger brother. Actually, we met once at

reminder, Blair finally remembered who he was. Surprise written all over her face, and she said excitedly, "Oh,

brother. If she'd known

as if they were old friends who hadn't

stay another couple days? I guess you've already been discharged." The elevator arrived on their floor

"Thanks, but I'm good. What I need

without a word. But

long in the elevator. As soon as they walked out of the inpatient department, a rush of hot air blew over their faces. The sun was hung high in

Niles stopped her. "I think my brother's bringing the car around. Just wait here. It's too hot to

so considerate. Blair was moved. Too bad Wesley

him, Wesley turned around to look at his brother. He changed his mind and threw his car keys to the young doctor. "You can

catch the

older. Just

He refused in a

sharp look, and it was enough to make the young doctor cower in fear. "Okay, okay.

Wesley and Blair silently stood there

the car pulled up to the entrance of the inpatient department. Wesley opened the passenger door. Without thinking much, Blair headed to the back door. Wesley stopped her and said, "You take