President, don't mess around

"I'm fine." Ling Yanyan raised the corner of her mouth, turned her head and said to Feng Zhiming.

However, when the needle pierced into Ling Yanyan's slender arm, Ling Yanyan's brows were furrowed, and fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

Feng Zhiming watched the needles change one by one, leaving pinholes on her arm, pressing the cotton, "Yanyan."

Ling Yanyan raised her head, and Feng Zhiming's lips kissed hers. The lingering kiss made Ling Yanyan forget the pain in her arm until the injection was over.

Lu Zehao nodded, and the nurse took away the syringe, "Let Yanyan lie down." Feng Zhiming let Ling Yanyan lie down in his arms, took a tissue beside her, and wiped off the sweat from her forehead.

And Ling Yanyan was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to speak, so she could only close her eyes to prevent Feng Zhiming from seeing the pain in her eyes.

Ling Yunxiang brought clear porridge and put it on the table, "Zhiming, I bought you something to eat, you can eat first, I cooked some clear porridge for Yanyan."

How could Feng Zhiming have any appetite to eat, "I can't eat, I'll feed Yanyan porridge."

Ling Yanyan didn't refuse, and ate up half a bowl of porridge, "Zhiming, I'm full, so you can eat something too, okay?"

"That's right, Zhiming, you eat first." Ling Yunxiang saw the exhaustion on Feng Zhiming's face. If this continues, Feng Zhiming will also fall ill.

It didn't take long for Ling Yanyan to feel nauseated, she covered her mouth tightly with her small hand, but when she saw Feng Zhiming eating beside her, she suppressed the discomfort in her stomach.

"Zhiming, I want to drink water, can you go and pour some water for me?" Ling Yanyan forced a smile.

Feng Zhiming didn't refuse, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and walked out with the empty kettle.

Just as his figure disappeared at the door, Ling Yanyan quickly got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, faced the toilet, and emptied the contents of her stomach.

Her whole body fell weakly next to the toilet, and suddenly a tall figure appeared behind her, and then, her soft body was picked up, Ling Yanyan saw Feng Zhiming's stern face as soon as she looked up, she put her arms around him "Didn't you go get some boiling water?" Ling Yanyan asked in a low voice.

Feng Zhiming didn't speak, he put her back on the bed, put his hand on her face, Ling Yanyan reached out and grabbed his hand, "Zhiming."

"Why didn't you tell me when you were obviously uncomfortable?" Feng Zhiming asked in a hoarse voice.

As soon as Feng Zhiming heard Ling Yanyan say that he wanted to drink water, he felt that something was wrong, so he walked out of the ward without saying anything. Sure enough, when he opened the door and came in a few seconds later, he saw Ling Yanyan squatting Throwing up in front of the toilet.

Ling Yanyan took a sip of the water glass he handed over, rinsed her mouth, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

Feng Zhiming just stayed by her side silently. For a whole week, Ling Yanyan received the same treatment every day. However, her vomiting situation improved a lot. Lu Zehao was also very satisfied with Ling Yanyan's condition.

"Really?" Ling Yanyan couldn't hide the joy on her face, "I can be discharged from the hospital."

Lu Zehao nodded, "You heard me right, you can leave the hospital."

"Zhiming, I can be discharged from the hospital. I'm going to be discharged soon." Ling Yanyan tugged at Feng Zhiming's sleeve.

Feng Zhiming nodded, "Okay, I'll be discharged from the hospital right away."

After driving back to the villa, Feng Zhiming walked into the bedroom on the second floor with Ling Yanyan in his arms, "I can walk by myself." Ling Yanyan looked at him, this entire week, he did not leave her side 24 hours a day. He didn't let her get off the ground even a single step, but just hugged her, no matter where he went.

"No! You are still very weak now." Feng Zhiming told her to lie down, "Yan'er will send Yiyi over later, you should rest first."

For a whole week, Yiyi did not agree to go to the hospital to see Ling Yanyan, one was afraid that the two would be sad when they met, and the other was that Ling Yanyan would be distracted and unable to rest well.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ling Yanyan nodded, "You will stay with me, okay?" She moved her delicate body, leaving a space on the huge bed.

Feng Zhiming lay down, held her in his arms, patted her on the back with his hand, and coaxed her to sleep.

Ling Yunxiang walked in holding Yiyi's hand, and finally smiled when he saw the bed hugging and lying on the bed, hoping that Zhiming and Yanyan could live like this every day for the rest of their lives.

"Grandpa, Mommy and Daddy are asleep, we won't disturb them." Yiyi pulled Ling Yunxiang out of the bedroom and played in the living room.

Lu Zehao drove back to the villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Er warmly greeted him, took him off and took off his suit, "What's wrong? Yan Er." Lu Zehao looked at him with a strange expression. she.

"What's the matter? You worked hard all day, you worked hard!" Yan'er pulled him to sit on the sofa.

"What's the matter with you this time?" Lu Zehao looked at Yan'er, clearly feeling that she had something to say.

Yan'er pursed her lips, "What's the matter?"

"Yan'er is fine, I have something to do." Lin Xiulan came downstairs.

Lu Zehao shook his head helplessly, "Mom, don't join in the fun." He is very tired from work all day, okay?As soon as they got home, why did the two of them turn on the offensive again?

"I don't want to join in the fun. I just want you and Yan'er to get married quickly." Lin Xiulan sat down on the sofa, and what she said made Yan'er stunned. How did it get involved in this matter? ?

"Auntie." Yan'er turned to look at Lin Xiulan.

But Lin Xiulan waved her hand to stop her from speaking, "Anyway, I've already made up my mind. I'll go to see a good day tomorrow, so you can arrange the marriage for me. If you want to quarrel with each other, you two have to fight it yourself. The marriage must be done." Things don't have a certain result, Lin Xiulan always feels uncomfortable, she can get along well, but she likes to argue, no matter what, anyway, she wants to make arrangements for their marriage.

After speaking, Lin Xiulan left the living room.

Lu Zehao turned his head and looked at Yan'er, "Is this what you want to tell me?"

"What? That's not what I want to tell you, okay? Besides, you haven't proposed to me yet, why should I marry you? You don't have any sincerity, so I don't want to marry you. "Yan'er didn't say what she wanted to say, but instead attracted Lin Xiulan's forced marriage. What is this?

Lu Zehao frowned, "If you don't marry me, then who do you want to marry?"

"I'm so beautiful, so no one wants it? What a joke!" Yan'er turned her head away, who did Lu Zehao think he was!

"Do you dare to say that you want to marry someone else? Say it! Who is that man?" Lu Zehao held Yan'er tightly.

Yan'er kept dodging, "Why should I tell you?"

Lu Zehao pushed her down on the sofa, "Don't you dare to tell me! I'll let you be my child's mother again!" Look!Sven is fake!It's just a ****!It doesn't matter where it is, the living room!He also dared to pull her clothes!

"Ah!!**! Help!!" Yan'er yelled.

Lin Xiulan and Hang Hang immediately went down the stairs, only to see the two of them tightly entangled on the sofa.

****** Today's second update, there will be another update later. . .