Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 274 "Why, did I hurt you?" Nan Song: What the hell did you say? ? ?Dogs really have thick skins!

Shen Du raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then said four words lightly: "The company is fine."

I didn't know what I was thinking, so I answered subconsciously: "Actually, there may be something wrong."

Shen Du: "."

After staring at her for a while, he asked, "You want me to go?"

Nan Song's little heart "thumped".

No way?Did he see through her mind so easily?

But if she sees through it, she can't admit it decisively. After all, this person sent her to the hospital, so she still needs to save face.

But after thinking about it, Nan Song felt that something was wrong——

The reason why she suffered from hypoglycemia and fainted into the hospital today is all thanks to this dog man in front of her. What can I do to save face?

Not doing it.

"Yes." Nan Song said these two words in a very firm tone.

Shen Du looked at her and nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, it's not impossible, then after you finish the drip after a few long hours, remember to go through the discharge procedures alone."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. When I sent you to the hospital, I left in a hurry and forgot to take your phone with me, so if you feel bored in the next few hours, you will count sheep by yourself Come on, I'm sure you'll have a lot of fun out of it."

"Also, since I'm back at the company, there must be a lot of things waiting for me. I don't have time to drive you home after completing the discharge procedures. At that time, you will need to stand with your sore body just after the IV drip. Haul a taxi on the side of the road."

"Oh, by the way, I estimated the time. When you finish losing and go home, it will be the rush hour. It may not be easy to get a car, but it's okay. You have always been a strong person. I know that. I am optimistic about you. "

Nan Song: "."

Shen Du and her looked at each other with a calm expression.

Three seconds later, he asked, "Shall I go?"

Nan Song shook his head like a rattle: "I won't leave, I don't want to leave, I think it's good to have you here with me."

Shen Du looked a little embarrassed (pretending): "Then what did you just say?"

Nan Song grinned sweetly: "What is there to say, you heard it wrong, I didn't say anything at all."

"Well, that's good, let's eat."

After finishing speaking, another spoonful of mung bean porridge was fed, and Nan Song opened his mouth in time.

It's just that this time, she could clearly feel that Shen Du's feeding force seemed a little stronger than before.

The edge of the spoon poked her soft little lips, which was quite painful.

Misunderstanding, her perception must be wrong. How could her handsome, gentle and gentleman husband poke her mouth with a small spoon on purpose?
The handle of the spoon must be too slippery, it must be.

No matter how well it was concealed, the micro-expression still exposed Nan Song's desire to curse at the moment, and Shen Du could see all of this.

"What, did I hurt you?"

Hearing his words, Nan Song was stunned for a second, and then some extremely unsuitable images for children appeared in his mind.

What kind of ambiguous ghost words are these?

Doesn't this dog man blush when he says this?

The dog's skin is really thick enough.

"Ah, no." Nan Song replied softly.

Now she needs this dog man to take care of her, so it's better not to act rashly.

"En." Shen Du responded lightly, his tone extremely perfunctory.

"Then take another bite."

Another piece of choy sum came over, with almost the same strength as before, Nan Song couldn't hold back this time——

"you--!"

Shen Du looked at her, his eyes and expression were so frank that one could feel the warm sunshine flooding the earth as soon as one saw him.

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Nan Song saw that he was deliberately messing with himself, and it was the second time, the little universe in his heart could not help but burst out, but when he saw Shen Du's expression of arrogance in asking questions knowingly, he was a little timid again.

In fact, it’s nothing to her to go through the discharge procedures by herself or take a taxi home by herself. What she can’t stand the most is actually boredom, which is to let her soul suffer the torment of time.

In human terms - no mobile phone to play.

Turning his head and taking a look, there was still nearly half of the transparent liquid in the hanging bottle, and there was a smaller bottle on the small table beside the bed.

She didn't want to be alone for a few hours without a mobile phone, a book, or any recreational tools.

Thinking of this, Nan Song looked at Shen Du with a hint of dog legs in his expression.

"You are so kind, I praise you." Someone started talking nonsense with their eyes open.

Facts have proved that Shen Du is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is that so? Then tell me specifically, what's wrong with me?"

Nan Song: "."

In fact, she really wanted to say - hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello.

But of course, there was no way to say that, at least not in front of this man right now.

It only took a few seconds to word words in my heart, and Nan Song's lines of extreme sincerity (xu) sincerity (wei) were already there.

"You, you are very patient. You are willing to take the pains to send me to the hospital, go through the formalities for me, buy me food, and even feed me yourself now. Really, I can't find anyone in this world who is better than you. Fortunately people."

When Nan Song said this, his tone was vivid and full of emotion. At first glance, he seemed to be giving a speech.

"I didn't buy the porridge and vegetables, they were provided by the hospital."

"."

The whole ward was quiet for a long time, and Nan Song felt that the originally good atmosphere had completely collapsed with Shen Du's words.

She can't pretend anymore, don't pretend anymore.

"All right, all right, do whatever you like."

Throwing down such a sentence, Nan Song gently pushed the small bowl in front of him forward, and leaned back, not forgetting to pull the quilt up.

Shen Du looked at her with a half-smile: "Why, are you tired of acting?"

Anyway, he has already blew himself up, and now he asked again, there is no need to continue to pretend, Nan Song raised his eyelids, and said lightly: "Well, I'm tired."

"So, don't always act in front of me in the future. Although it can be an opportunity to practice your acting skills, the most important thing between people is sincerity, understand?"

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Nan Song's eyes widened, and he was a little surprised: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Also "understand?"

I understand your grandma's legs.

Cursing silently in his heart, Nan Song turned over, and because of the wide range of movements, the long legs under the quilt accidentally kicked the small table.

Seeing that he was about to fall over due to loss of balance, Shen Du quickly reached out to support him in time, so that the white quilt survived the baptism of mung bean porridge.

After stabilizing, Shen Du raised his eyes to look at Nan Song, and there was a little more meaning of looking at an idiot in his eyes.

　Three shifts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)