Fragmented youth

Chapter 64 Sick 8
Ziying just smiled faintly when she heard this, and then moved her body to the side and said: "It's okay, I'm much better after taking medicine, injections and rest for a day, in fact, you don't have to come here to see me, I'm fine , I'm so sorry for taking up so much of your time." Ziying spoke very tactfully.

Hongran raised his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Why do you say that, you are sick, of course I will come to see you, you don't know my heart was up and down all afternoon, don't worry about it, I have been I'm restless. No, I just let go of you when I saw you, but seeing your complexion is not very good, I will call the doctor for another injection tomorrow, so that I can recover quickly." Although Hongran said with a smile, but There was sincerity in his tone.

Just now Yinfeng also opened the door and came in, ready to ask them to go downstairs for dinner. Originally Mrs. Li said to come up to call, but Yinfeng said to let him come and call, so it's okay to sit on Ziying's bed. Feng saw it, and Yinfeng's face immediately sank, staring at them firmly.

Not to mention, Hongran and Ziying sat together, looking so ambiguous, with a smile on Hongran's face, and a faint smile on Ziying's face, as if they were talking about something very happy The topic, how enviable, jealous...

Seeing Yinfeng coming in, Ziying hurriedly got out of bed, and Hongran also got out of bed and hurriedly walked to Ziying's body to support her, treating her like a terminally ill patient, so cautious.

"You two don't need to be like this, I'm still here. Treat me as a transparent person, it's time to eat." Yinfeng said with a cold smile, but the coldness in his eyes made Ziying tremble all over.

Ziying smiled and gently pushed Hongran and said, "I'm fine, I'll go by myself." But Hongran refused to agree, and insisted on supporting her, saying that she was a patient, Ziying didn't know much about it He refused others, so his body stiffened and he was helped down the stairs by Hongran.

Yinfeng walked downstairs quickly with a cold face, the so-called invisible to the eye, looking at them and listening to what Hongran said, felt really uncomfortable, very awkward.

(End of this chapter)