Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 2781 Let him learn a lesson for a lifetime

The corners of Josnian's lips raised in a shallow arc: "Okay... double."

Cheng Yuzhi didn't say anything more, the atmosphere in the ward was no longer so tense, but more relaxed and comfortable.

He looked at Josnian, who was pale on the hospital bed, and raised his chin: "The porridge is on the table, it's getting cold."

"What porridge?"

"Black rice porridge with lotus seeds."

"Don't eat it, you can change it to red bean porridge."

"..." Cheng Yuzhi glanced at him, "Whether you like to eat or not."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yuzhi fastened his scarf and glanced at the dark night outside the window.

It was getting late, and he didn't bother to talk to Josnian anymore, so he turned around and left the ward, closing the door behind him.

Josnian had just finished the operation, so he couldn't get angry. He turned his head and glanced at the porridge bowl on the table, and reached out to take it.

The porridge was still hot, so he opened the lid and ate it.

There was no porridge in the monitoring room, only bad-tasting meals.

He has always been picky about what he eats, so he suffered a lot during the few months in the bureau.

Thinking of this, a bitter smile overflowed from the corner of his lips, he doesn't blame anyone, the suffering of a few months can teach him a lifetime of lessons, it's worth it.

The porridge tasted pretty good, and my cold body gradually warmed up.

The ward is no longer the monotonous smell of potion, but more of a scent of porridge.

The curtains were half drawn, and he occasionally turned his head to look out of the window. Although it was dark night and he couldn't see anything clearly, he could still see the lights outside and the stars in the sky in sporadic spots.

Even simple things are much better than the cold walls in the monitoring room.

Because of his operation, the police did not take him back immediately.

Several layers of people in and out of the ward watched, and Josnian spent most of his time lying on the bed silently looking at the ceiling.

three days later.

The wound was almost healed, and he stood at the window in a loose hospital gown looking out at the world outside.

New York in winter is very monotonous, without much scenery, especially here in the hospital, where there are only a few tall buildings and bare trees.

There are patients and medical staff walking on the road.

Josnian hadn't seen so many people for a long time, and now he saw with gusto what he usually dismissed.

A layer of white mist formed on the window, hazy, covering half of the line of sight.

It was early morning at this moment, and the bright and warm sunlight poured down from the sky, spreading across the hospital like broken jade.

Josnian raised his hand, and his slender fingers drew on the fog on the glass window, and the word "Jia Qi" was written on the window.

Looking at the words on the window, there was a warm and faint smile on the corner of Josnian's lips, which was a little more golden under the warm winter sun, charming and elegant.

There was nothing in the ward, but he seemed quite satisfied, even his cloudy eyes became clearer, like a spring breeze blowing through dust.

When the wound healed, he habitually stood by the window for half a day.

The people in the police station were very strict. Even when he asked for a razor to trim his stubble, the police were watching him, as if they were afraid that he would commit suicide.

Josnian looked at himself in the mirror. He was much thinner than before he turned himself in. He was like this now, and he didn't even like himself very much.

It is estimated that women and children don't like it even more.

Josnian laughed and left the bathroom.

He asked someone from the police station for a few books, and in his spare time, he sat on the bed and read quietly instead of listlessly.

(End of this chapter)