Chapter 795

"Sir, please keep quiet!" A medical staff shouted to this side, and Xiao Yijin realized that she had unconsciously amplified the volume.

"I'm sorry." He apologized to the nurse apologetically, then sighed and said, "I don't have any other thoughts about her now, I just want to stay with her. If you still want to plan those messy farces, when the time comes But don't blame me for turning my face and denying people, as I said, no one can separate us, and anyone naturally includes you."

After Xiao Yijin finished speaking, she turned around and opened the door and walked in, but was caught off guard by the nursery rhyme who hadn't had time to return to the hospital bed...

Nursery rhyme was just curious about what the two of them would say, so she got up and eavesdropped...

She also didn't expect Xiao Yijin to come back suddenly while talking.

After lying on the bed for a long time without moving, she felt that her legs and feet were all slack, and she was fine now, and she was caught before she returned to the bed...

Awkward……

Tong Yao tidied her hair uncomfortably, and before she could say the excuse she had in mind, Xiao Yijin had already come over and picked her up, and then gently put her back on the hospital bed: "Why don't I know you still listen to me?" Corner hobby?"

"I just wanted to get up and pour a glass of water. Who's going to listen to the corner, no." Tong Yao directly denied it, and Xiao Yijin had no evidence anyway.

Xiao Yijin lowered her head and smiled. In fact, it's good to hear it, so as not to waste his time explaining, "Come on, the temperature of the soup is almost ready, drink some."

Nursery Rhyme: "Oh."

Through the window of the ward, Yu Ting watched Xiao Yijin feed Nursery Yao soup with her own hands. Although Tong Yao repeatedly stated that she could take it up and drink it, Xiao Yijin insisted on doing it herself. Seeing how the two got along, Yu Ting leaned on the doorknob Gently lowered his hand.

She turned around, looked at Lao Zhang, and whispered, "Old Zhang, do you also think it's my fault?"

Old Zhang lowered his head in fear: "Madam, I don't know."

"Take this. If they don't accept it, just throw it away." Yu Ting handed the fruit basket to Lao Zhang, turned and left...

Seeing Yu Ting walk to the end of the corridor, Lao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

The young master's attitude is very clear, but the lady is not a fuel-efficient lamp after all.

Coupled with Mr. Feng's irritable temper, the young master wants to finally get back together with nursery rhyme, this road is difficult to reach...

It's really difficult for their young master.

Tong Yao stayed in the hospital for a few days and had an exam the next day.

To be honest, nursery rhymes are really scary, although I have been reviewing them for a while.

But during this period of hospitalization, I always felt that my head was dead, and my brain was blank.

Fortunately, the first subject of the exam is English, even if her English is not very good, it is OK to pass it.

Even if this exam is very likely to fail, but if you don't take the exam, you will have to make up all the exams if you miss the exam, which will be even more terrifying.

Although the wound is still serious, it is still possible to go back to hang the water at night after taking the exam.

The doctors at the hospital forbade Tong Yao to take the exam, but they had no choice but to insist on Tong Yao's repeated efforts. Finally, they signed an agreement, saying that Tong Yao would be responsible for the accident, and then agreed to let Tong Yao go back to take the exam.

Early the next morning, Lao Zhang and Xiao Yijin came to the hospital to pick up nursery rhymes, but they had just walked to the door of the ward...

I saw that the old man and Lao Yu had already arrived first.

Facing the old man, Xiao Yijin always seemed extra cowardly.

I had no choice but to watch the old man take the nursery rhyme away...

(End of this chapter)

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