Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 57: Why Don’t I Help You

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Why Don’t I Help You

"Awake?"

A magnetic male voice came from not too far away.

Lin Qian lowered her eyes to look and saw Yin Moran on the sofa not far away, rising to walk toward her bed as he saw her wake up.

"Mr. Yin."

Lin Qian struggled to sit up but felt sore all over, and her right foot was wrapped in gauze like a white zongzi, unable to move.

"Don’t move, just lie down and rest."

Yin Moran walked to the front of the hospital bed, his features calm, looking down at her from above.

He had changed into a new suit. Under the warm yellow light, his features were still stunningly handsome, mesmerizing to behold.

Scenes of the man walking briskly forward with her on his back flashed through her mind.

Broad shoulders, steady strides, giving a sense of security.

Lin Qian was touched inside, and she smiled gratefully at him, "Mr. Yin, thank you once again for your timely rescue."

Yin Moran raised his eyebrows slightly and sat down on the edge of the bed, "You have multiple abrasions on your body and a slight sprain in your foot, but they’re all superficial wounds. You’ll recover after some rest."

Fortunately, they were just superficial wounds, nothing serious.

Lin Qian pursed her lips into a smile, nodded, and thinking of her son, she asked anxiously, "Mr. Yin, my son..."

"Don’t worry, I’ve already informed him that you’re safe, and he is now sleeping in the villa."

The man’s voice was low and magnetic, providing a comforting reassurance.

Lin Qian’s heart was filled with gratitude, and nothing else.

"Mr. Yin, I really can’t thank you enough."

If it hadn’t been for him today, even if her son had noticed something was wrong, she would have had to wait for rescue in the wilderness.

One night out there, who knows what could have happened.

Just the thought of it was frightening.

"Hmm, you’re quite self-aware."

Yin Moran hooked his lips into a casual remark, stood up, and walked back to the sofa.

Lin Qian: "..."

Okay!

The man’s way of speaking was still so blunt.

But she wasn’t angry, rather she felt secure.

With him around, she felt very secure.

Lin Qian watched him sit on the sofa, a laptop on the table, which he presumably brought for work.

He opened the laptop and the cool brightness of the screen illuminated his exquisite, impassive face.

For a moment, Lin Qian felt warmth and confusion in her heart.

Was he planning to stay by her side?

She and he were neither relatives nor friends, and what’s more, there was his status.

Lofty and unapproachable!

She felt uneasy.

Lin Qian shifted her body, wanting to say something.

But before she could speak, a sensation of fullness in her lower abdomen made her bite her lip.

Yin Moran, from the corner of his eye, saw Lin Qian fidgeting on the bed and couldn’t help frowning, "What are you fidgeting for? Just lie still."

Lin Qian opened her mouth, then stopped herself.

She really didn’t want to move, but...

"Mr. Yin, could you please call a nurse for me?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Yin Moran stood up and walked back to her bed, staring at Lin Qian’s pretty face.

"I..."

Lin Qian’s cheeks flashed a hint of red, "Just call the nurse and you’ll understand."

She urgently needed to use the restroom!

Her foot was sprained, and she was hooked up to an IV; she couldn’t go to the bathroom by herself and needed help.

Yin Moran watched the awkwardness on Lin Qian’s face; his dark eyes stirred slightly, and a faint smile curved at his lips, "Your IV isn’t finished yet. There’s no need for a nurse. What is it that you can’t tell me?"

"I..."

She couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Lin Qian bit her lip and said with blushing cheeks, "I need to use the restroom."

Really, couldn’t he just call a nurse in directly?

Why ask!

Before she could finish her mental grumbling, the man’s figure drew close, his long arm reached past her, and he steadily picked her up from the bed.

"Carry the IV bag."

His magnetic voice arose beside her ear, and Lin Qian used a lot of effort to suppress a startled cry, leaving only a stunned expression on her face.

What was he doing?

Was Yin Moran going to carry her to the restroom?

No way!

"What are you standing there for? Weren’t you in a hurry to go to the restroom?"

Yin Moran hooked the corner of his lips, enjoying the sight of the woman’s face fluctuating between red and white, with a shallow curve at the edge of his mouth.

"No, Mr. Yin, this is too much trouble for you; just let a nurse come in and help me."

"Nurses are human too, perhaps they’re dozing off right now. Do you have the heart to disturb her nap?"

Lin Qian: "..."

It sounded as if she was being unreasonable and lacking empathy.

But having him carry her to the restroom was truly embarrassing, right?

"Hurry up, you’re quite heavy."

The man’s urging voice sounded, and Lin Qian, gathering her courage, picked up the hanging IV bag and, like a quail, shrank her head, allowing him to carry her into the restroom.

Yin Moran hung the IV bag she was holding onto a rack nearby, lowered his gaze to the person’s head, "Can you manage on your own? Do you need me to stay..."

"No need, I can manage by myself."

Lin Qian shook her head like a rattle-drum, "Mr. Yin, please step out."

Yin Moran looked her up and down, a flicker of teasing flashing in his eyes, "Really? With one hand on the IV bag, won’t the other hand be inconvenient? Maybe I should help you..."

His slender hand reached out, about to touch her waist.

Lin Qian’s face turned all shades of red, and she hurriedly rejected, "Mr. Yin, really, there’s no need; please step outside."

Was this man doing this on purpose?

Toying with her!

The woman was wearing a loose hospital gown, which made her figure seem even more delicate.

Although the button at the neckline was fastened, from his angle, he could faintly make out the view inside.

A very full curve, slightly gathered, inevitably led to distracting thoughts.

Yin Moran’s previously teasing eyes darkened slightly, his body feeling somewhat feverish.

Lin Qian caught his gaze, looked down, and the blush on her face deepened.

She hurriedly covered her chest, raising her beautiful almond eyes in embarrassed annoyance, "You...you... What are you looking at? Aren’t you leaving?"

If this man weren’t her lifesaver, she would have loved to poke his eyes out!

"There’s not much to see."

A touch of red surfaced behind Yin Moran’s ears, but his facial expression remained usual, "I’ll be right outside. Call me when you’re done."

Four years without touching a woman, how empty could he be?

To react even in front of a patient?

Madness!

Lin Qian watched as the door closed, biting her lip and waving her clenched fist at him.

What did he mean by there was nothing much to see?

Clearly, her figure was quite something!

No, wait!

The focus was misplaced.

She had been taken advantage of by an audacious man!

Lin Qian irritably emptied her bladder and sat on the toilet, worrying once more.

Should she call him in again to carry her?

Could she call for a nurse instead?

Outside, Yin Moran had his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door frame, but after waiting for a while, Lin Qian didn’t call for him.

Judging by the time, she should have been done by now.

Thinking of her reddened face, Yin Moran’s lips curved slightly.

It seemed he had scared her.

Knocking on the door, Yin Moran said, "Lin Qian, did you fall asleep in there?"

After some rustling sounds from inside, Yin Moran slightly furrowed his brows and without further hesitation, turned the knob and stepped right in.