Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4446 It’s not what it used to be (8)

Han Yurou didn't have much strength and didn't say a word. The white light shone on her pale face, which was pure and cold.

Rong Jincheng thought she just didn't like grapes, so he went to peel apples for her.

He really couldn't do these things before, but in the past two years, he has changed a long time ago, and he didn't do anything when life was hard.

People, you have to bow your head to life.

He quickly peeled the apple, cut it into small pieces and put it in the bowl, and found a toothpick to stick in the apple flesh.

"Get up and eat apples, delicious and sweet apples, you can eat them without money." Rong Jincheng tried to help Han Yurou up, she always fell asleep like this is not a solution.

"I said I wouldn't eat it, Rong Jincheng, is there something wrong with you?" Han Yurou opened his eyes, with a little anger in his eyes, and there were a few red bloodshot eyes hidden in the watery eyes.

"But...it's really delicious." Rong Jincheng sat beside her bed with a bowl in his hand, "Try a bite."

"Don't eat."

"Try a bite."

Rong Jincheng tried to feed her an apple, but Han Yurou raised his hand impatiently and pushed it away.

With a "bang", the white porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered, and the apple pieces scattered all over the ground.

For a moment, the room was very quiet.

Nobody spoke.

I don't know how long it took before Rong Jincheng stood up from the bed and silently took the broom to clean up the debris.

There is still the aroma of apples floating in the air, which lingers for a long time.

Rong Jincheng didn't speak again, he walked out quietly.

Many dense and tall trees were planted on the side of the road downstairs of the hospital. The leaves were verdant.

No sound can be heard on the road at night, and often no one can be seen for several minutes.

Rong Jincheng walked casually with his hands in the pockets of his slacks, walking down the road, and he didn't know in which direction the road would extend.

A gust of evening wind blew by, blowing the bangs on his forehead, and Rong Jincheng's eyes were dimly lit.

When he had nowhere to go, he went back to the ward.

Han Yurou probably fell asleep, she didn't say a word, only her small head was exposed outside the quilt.

Rong Jincheng moved lightly, didn't go anywhere, and sat on a chair to watch.

He quietly turned off the light.

Since she won't eat or drink, let her sleep for a while.

Rong Jincheng couldn't fall asleep, so he played with his phone with his back to her, turned the brightness of the screen to the lowest level, and was absent-minded.

The third child sent him a text message: "Is the money enough?"

Rong Jincheng replied, "Yes."

Third child: "What's wrong with her? Is she going to be hospitalized?"

Rong Jincheng: "Tomorrow the doctor will consult."

The third child: "Does she appreciate you taking care of her so much?"

Rong Jincheng: "I don't want her to appreciate it."

The third child: "...you are not the Xiaoliu I know, you have changed."

Rong Jincheng: "..."

He hasn't changed, isn't he still the same, handsome and charming.

Rong Jincheng sent another message: "Third brother, help me to pay attention to what work I can do, I am short of money."

The third child: "Okay, I'll keep an eye out for you, you have to come when you have time."

Rong Jincheng: "It can be arranged."

Third child: "OK."

After sending the text message, Rong Jincheng leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The ward was pitch-black, and no sound could be heard at this moment. The summer night was oppressively hot, as if a storm was brewing, just waiting for the lightning and thunder.

Rong Jincheng's heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.

There will be no problem at the doctor's consultation tomorrow.

Will not.

(Little cuties, the title of the book has been changed from "999 Sweet Kisses: Master Qiao, Hug!" to "Master Qiao, Hug!", please don't get lost, of course the author's pen name will not change, Luo Yi to Xue ~)

(End of this chapter)