The Famous Painter Is The CEO's Wife Chapter 181 Healing Leg

April 11, 20XX (Thursday)
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It has been eighteen weeks since the accident that broke Yang's right foot has occurred. Today, they were finally going to take off the long cast. Mei Li has been chuckling at Yang's eagerness to go to the hospital. He had climbed into the car faster than the speed of light. He had looked like a child going to the candy store. When they arrived at the hospital, Yang's grin could have reached his ears in width. They waited patiently for Dr. Zhang Li Xi to come. The man in the wheelchair could not move unnecessarily in his excitement because of Mei Li's hand on Yang's shoulder. A male nurse then peaked into the room while looking a little scared of Yang and said, "Dr. Zhang Li Xi has ordered me to take the cast off. Would it be alright if I did?" "No." Yang immediately answered. "Of course," Mei Li's hand on his shoulder tightened, and she smiled while hissing in displeasure, "He is all bite and no bark. Come inside and do what Dr. Zhang Li Xi had told you to do." Yang touched his nose in helplessness, again. He submitted himself to her whims. To him, this kind of day was just an ordinary day. To people, this was an extraordinary day because Zhao Yang had never been so full of emotions such as now. Mei Li's hands on his shoulder did not leave even when the cast was sawed like wood to part. Mei Li's face wrinkled when Yang's right foot was seen. It was filled with dead cells junk that she wants to scrub until his amazing skin would show. The size on his right foot was different from his left foot. The examination first started with an X-ray and then finished with meeting the doctor. "So, when can I walk?" Yang's question greeted his doctor friend with surprise. The doctor rolled his eyes and replied, "The X-Ray showed you were healing properly and at a fast rate too." Yang wiggled his eyebrows, subjectively. He turned to Mei Li and teased her, "I had the best nurse to take care of me." The two friends laughed when Mei Li blushed red. She knew of how shameless his friends were, but that makes her more annoyed. Mei Li should have gotten used to them by now, but she couldn't do it. Her face would turn red without notice. Dr. Zhang Li Xi then cleared his throat and said, "Yang's feet will be in an air cast still." Seeing his friend scrambling to go out of the room, Yang was thrilled to see the third wheel gone. Why can't he be like Zhao Yue? Hao Chen was a lucky b.a.s.t.a.r.d with his little sister. If it wasn't for the ma.s.sive push, he did for them! The process of healing leg injuries was naturally amusing to Mei Li. She had never seen him grit his teeth as painful as she did now. Mei Li's heartbeat began to sound like a woman chased by a handsome man. Yang's smiles at her were starting to work. When they reached back home again, Mei Li kissed his cheek in congratulation. He looked down to see his new cast. He was halfway from being healed! He looked up to meet Mei Li's eyes. The painter smiled at him again. Yang almost hated for his legs to heal because it would mean not being with Mei Li every minute of the day? Yang needs to treasure her just a little more than before. Mei Li went to the kitchen to prepare for their lunch, and he wheeled his chair near the dining table. Yang watch Mei Li work with the same fond smile like he usually has with her. She was amazing. "Mei Li, if I proposed to you now... Would you marry me?" Yang's question made Mei Li drop her knife, causing it to make clutter. "What?!" Mei Li blinked in disbelief. Did he propose wit hout a ring? Her eyes scanned him from head to toes. Drawing her response like a cat, Mei Li replied, "Are you innocently questioning or proposing without a ring?" Yang was taken aback. Did he propose? Looking back, the words that have left his left was so easily misunderstood. He turned to Mei Li with a grin regardless of the slight and small misunderstanding. Yang said, "If I propose would you have answered yes? Mei Li returned to chopping the vegetables for their meal before drawing in her sultry voice, "No ring, No yes." It took Yang some time to process her simple four-word sentence as if compa.s.ses more than a million. He had sat in a daze at the answer after it had dawned on him. She was basically saying yes... He needs to make a ring faster than his buffering mind, that's for sure. First to proposing, asking her family. Yang groaned and smacked his hand into his face. He was going to die soon. Two Bonaparte may be the reason for his death. Meanwhile, in another high-end condo in Beijing, David was seated on the leather couch as he read the files that were sent to him. He nodded to himself. David picks up his phone and called someone. After a few moments, he immediately said to the person on the line, "Come back to Beijing in a Yacht. You might have been blocked from the airport." "Roger that, Do you need me to bring something?" "Bring more arms and weapon. We will need it here." David almost hangs up when he remembered something, "Chen Zhong, did Mei Li knew how to paint?" "Yes, she had sold her work abroad. I don't know where that was though." David hangs up with a satisfied smirk. He was one step closer to having Miss M. David had plans with her, very important plans in bed.