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The little girl in Ningxia had never seen such a scene. Tears flowed out as if she didn't want money for a while, and it didn't heal for more than half an hour.

The wound on Wang Zheng's body completely shocked Ning Xia, which made it difficult for her who had hardly seen bloodshed to accept it for a short time.

"Is it surprising?" Wang Zheng asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Ning Xia wiped away her tears and nodded.

"Am I handsome?" Wang Zheng continued to ask.

"Handsome." Ning Xia nodded again with tears in her eyes.

Wang Zheng was so happy that he instinctively stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe Ning Xia's tears away, but when he stretched out his hand in front of Ning Xia's face, he paused for a moment, as if he felt that this action was a bit too ambiguous.

But how could a thick-skinned person like us Wang Daguan be knocked down by the word ambiguous? His hand only paused for a second before it touched the tears on Ningxia's face.

Ningxia's body trembled slightly, but he didn't move away. Ren Wangzheng held his face in his hands and wiped away tears with his thumbs.

At this moment, Ning Xia felt the warmth of Wang Zheng's palm, and the heat easily covered her cold cheeks.

"I am living well, so you are not allowed to cry, do you hear me?" Wang Zheng looked at Ning Xia's beautiful big eyes, and there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

"En." Ning Xia nodded again, as if all she could do now was to nod. After seeing Wang Zheng, she realized that she was more distressed than she imagined, and the scars seemed to be engraved on her heart. .

"I want to ask one more question." Wang Zheng smiled.

"Ask." Ning Xia sniffled.

"Am I really handsome in military uniform?" Wang Zheng smiled comfortably.

"You're so handsome." Ning Xia replied in a drawn out voice, laughing through tears.

"What are you carrying in your bag?" Wang Zheng watched Ning Xia bend down to open the bag, and a deep warmth surged in his heart.

Ningxia took out a thermos bucket, put it gently on the bedside table, and said, "This is the chicken soup I stewed for you. It was just stewed before getting on the high-speed rail. It's still warm, but I have to heat it up."

Ningxia's eyes were still a little red and swollen, but it didn't affect the brilliance of her pretty face at all.

She patted the thermos, and said to Wang Zheng in an orderly manner: "Comrade Hero, I will take care of your food and daily life for the next few days until you recover and leave the hospital."

"Ah?" Wang Zheng didn't expect Ning Xia to be so determined this time, and he didn't realize it for a while.

If it was a normal man, I'm afraid he would be happy in his heart. Although Wang Zheng thought it was good, he felt that this would tire Ning Xia, so this guy said: "Ning Xia, look, I'm as strong as a cow, no If you need to take care of me, what will happen to the school if you come to take care of me?"

Of course, it can also be seen from this sentence that if Wang Zheng didn't have so many protagonist auras from the beginning to the end, this guy is doomed to live a lonely life with the slightest rhythm.

Ningxia said: "What time is it, you still think about work, the decoration of the school has been outsourced, you don't need me to keep an eye on it all the time, you have suffered such a serious injury, how can you do it without anyone around to take care of you, I don't care what you think, I'm here to take care of you."

Looking at this girl, Wang Zheng was worried that she would be uncomfortable living here, so he inadvertently continued to activate his silk skills, which was very cheap and laughed loudly: "Ningxia, I still need it." Do you take care of me? There are so many professional special nurses rushing to take care of me, and they are all beautiful!"

Ning Xia pouted and snorted, "What do you mean, are you saying I'm not pretty anymore?"

Wang Zheng looked at Ningxia. This little girl was wearing a flaming red down jacket, with the fluffy collar turned out and the button of the jacket unbuttoned. She was wearing a white floral dress underneath. This is the simplest attire for young people in the capital now, but when worn on Ningxia, it reveals a different feeling. It is a unique temperament, which is different from the temperament of all girls. Ningxia unique to the body.

"You are not beautiful, but beautiful." Wang Zheng said seriously and sincerely.

Ning Xia's pretty face immediately flew up with two red clouds, and the sweetness in her heart also began to surge up, if she hadn't heard the next sentence.

"Why don't I call you 'Ning Meili' from now on." Wang Zheng always has this kind of strength, no matter how good-tempered and patient the other party is, he can make the other party want to kill someone.If it were any other tough girl, she might have suffocated Wang Zheng, the national hero, on the hospital bed with a pillow.

"I'll go get you hot chicken soup." Ning Xia really didn't want to talk to Wang Zheng anymore, and walked out quickly with the thermos in hand.

In fact, Wang Zheng's injuries are really not serious. He has been overdrawn repeatedly under serious injuries, which has seriously damaged his bodily functions. If he were an ordinary person, he might not be able to recover his breath in this life. However, Wang Zheng is still relatively strong. Like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, the recovery speed even surprised the doctors.

With Ningxia by his side, Wang Zheng lived the life of an emperor who was full of clothes, stretched out his hands to eat, and opened his mouth. Every day, he watched the figure hidden in his heart busy in front of his eyes, and smelled the unique fragrance of Ningxia in his nose. Zheng felt extremely relaxed and extremely satisfied.

It would be great if such a day could be slower and slower.

It is a pity that no one can resist the passage of time, and no one is the opponent of the years—unless it is—inner peace and eternity.

Wang Zheng rested his head on the bed and watched TV, drinking yogurt and eating the apple Ning Xia handed over with a toothpick, feeling very comfortable.

Although Wang Zheng was watching TV, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ning Xia tilting his head and looking at him. He smiled jokingly, and suddenly turned his face, his eyes met Ning Xia's. Thin, soaring red again.

"Why are you peeking at me?"

"Do I have it?" Ning Xia shifted his gaze to other places, as if a little dodging, but the gentle water-like light gushed out of his crystal eyes involuntarily.

"It's really interesting." Wang Zheng said confidently.

"That probably depends on how handsome you are." Ning Xia bit her lip and said.

"In your heart now, do you think I look good no matter how you look at it?" Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled. Ning Xia is really not his opponent for this kind of trickery.

Ning Xia was simple-minded and didn't think too much. When Wang Zheng said what was on his mind, he was surprised and said, "Yes, how do you know?"

After finishing speaking, Ning Xia realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and her snow-white pretty face was already flushed, like a ripe apple in golden autumn, making people want to take a bite.

Wang Zheng turned Ning Xia's face slightly, looked straight into the other's eyes, and said softly and seriously: "Because I am the same."