How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1757 Sweet Marriage Chapter 319 Don't show me your face.

The man moved his arm to the side calmly to prevent her fingers from poking the knife.

A minute later, a sliced ​​apple came to her mouth.

She covered her mouth and shook her head again and again: "No, no, disgusting, I, I'm going to vomit..."

After finishing the words, he propped himself up and got up from his arms, pulled the trash can beside the bed with one hand, and vomited out all the fruit that he had just eaten.

Nan Mubai's fingers holding the knife tightened little by little, his dark eyes fixed on her pale and painful little face, and a strange dull pain came from his heart.

She was dressed so thin that night, when he came home he should have expected that she might have a cold and fever, and he should have asked her to take a cold medicine in advance.

But because of the unexplainable anger in his heart, he insisted on ignoring her.

A high fever of 40°C caused pneumonia and meningitis.

If her friend hadn't found out, perhaps, she would have been burnt stupid, or... just disappeared without a sound.

After vomiting, Hao Xiaoman lay paralyzed there, tilted his head, and just saw the extremely gloomy expression of the man beside him, thinking that he was angry because she vomited out the fruit he ate, so he endured it, and then Struggling to get up.

"I'll eat it, I'll eat it, don't show me your face." As soon as your fingers moved over, the man threw the piece of apple and the whole apple into the trash can.

She froze for a moment, but before she had time to scold him for being wasteful, the man had already leaned over and hugged her horizontally, adjusted her posture and put her back again: "Sleep."

His voice was hoarse and depressed, as if trying to control his emotions.

Hao Xiaoman didn't know why he was angry again, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, "Oh" and said: "Then you go back early, take a shower... cough cough... eat some breakfast and go to work .”

Nan Mubai didn't speak, and put his warm fingers on her forehead, as if he was testing her body temperature, but also seemed to just want to let it go.

"Sleep." He repeated it again, hugging her through the quilt and sleeping in each other's arms.

Hao Xiaoman was really uncomfortable at the moment, and he didn't have the energy to tell him any more. He closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep after a while.

……

She felt a slight tingling sensation from the needle on the back of her hand, and she woke up in a daze.

Only then did I realize that I didn't know when the general ward had been changed to a VIP ward. The weather outside the window was gray, and I couldn't tell whether it was morning or afternoon.

Nan Mubai seemed to have just taken a shower. His short black hair was half-dried, but not disheveled. He was wearing neat suit pants and a white shirt on his upper body.

While adjusting the drip speed, the little nurse blushed and peeked a few times.

Pooh!This guy definitely did it on purpose.

She cursed silently in her heart, but there was an extremely friendly smile on her face: "When is this, why haven't you gone to work yet?"

The man threw the towel aside casually, and glanced at her indifferently: "Who do you see living in the hospital with no one to take care of them?"

"I just have a fever, and it's not a broken arm or leg. I don't need...ahem...to take care of it! Besides, if it really doesn't work, just call Deng Meng over!"

"So you would rather have your classmates take care of you than take a look at your husband?"

"..."

It's so early in the morning, what kind of temper is here again.

Hao Xiaoman pursed his lips, coughed a few times in a low voice, sat up, looked around for the phone, but couldn't find it.

(End of this chapter)