The story of wearing me soon has changed

Chapter 488 Discharged! (32)

"Are you thin?"

Fu Mian raised her hand and looked at her arm,

"It's much better."

When he was just discharged from the hospital, he was really skinny and couldn't withstand a gust of wind.I really don't know how Jin Yan fell in love with her at that time, could it be... he just likes the skinny ones?
Jin Yan narrowed her eyes, grabbed her hand lightly, and said softly, "You will gain weight."

She nodded, closed her eyes for a while, and opened them again with effort.

"Can I go now? I kind of want to sleep."

I don't know if it's a conditioned reflex, but as soon as I lie on the hospital bed, I feel a little tired and want to sleep.He had obviously slept for so many years, and he had already had enough sleep.

"Okay," Jin Yan answered her in a low voice, "you sleep, I will carry you back."

"Thank you."

Then she really closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the room was dark, with thick curtains covering the outside, and she couldn't tell whether it was still night or it was already daytime the next day.

The temperature inside was not low, and she was covered with a corner of the thin quilt, covering her stomach, with her hands and legs exposed.

There was a faint movement of breathing on the right side. When she turned her head to look, she saw a slightly tall figure sitting beside the bed, with her waist bowed and her head lowered, her eyes were deep.

"Jin Yan..."

She made a dry sound and reached out to grab his fingers.

Jin Yan didn't make any movement, but grabbed her hand with her backhand, held her hand and kissed her, "I'm here."

His voice was hoarse and low.

"Want to drink water?"

She responded softly, with a nasal voice, looking a little delicate.

Jin Yan immediately took the water glass from the cabinet next to her, held her back with one hand, and helped her up a bit.The glass of water was brought to her mouth.

Fu Mian inexplicably felt that she was more like a terminally ill person who couldn't get out of bed, didn't she just have a small wound on her arm and leg?Need help?
But the water glass brought to her mouth obviously didn't want her to think too much. In the dark space, she couldn't see Jin Yan's expression and eyes clearly, and only heard him coaxing her like a child.
"Little boy, drink more."

She obediently drank half of the glass of water, then pushed the glass out, smacking her lips, "What time is it now?"

Jin Yan put down the cup, holding her back with the other hand.After putting away the water glass, he reached out and touched the back of her neck.

"Not sweating. It's about nine o'clock in the morning. Are you hungry?"

Fu Mian nodded, "I ate a small piece of dessert in the mall yesterday afternoon."

"I made people cook porridge, do you want to eat?"

"I think." She replied delicately.

Then Jin Yan asked someone to push the wheelchair.

Fu Mian stared dumbfounded at the wheelchair next to the bed, wondering if it was possible that one night, she would suffer from some terminal illness and be unable to stand up?

"No, don't you need to be so exaggerated?"

Jin Yan covered her eyes, turned on the light, then picked her up, frowned and said seriously,

"You have a wound on your leg, so you can't use force, or it will easily leave scars."

"..." Then you don't need to use a wheelchair, do you? !Feel like disabled!
However, she couldn't resist Jin Yan, and finally got into a wheelchair without love, and was pushed by him to the living room outside.

It seemed that only the two of them were there, a sweet smell of porridge wafted from the kitchen, and the living room was quiet.

Jin Yan went to the kitchen to serve porridge, and pushed the wheelchair to the side of the sofa, just facing him, and then,

"I feed you."

Fu Mian was at a loss, "No need...?"

"Open your mouth."

She subconsciously opened her mouth and took the first bite.

"This is red date porridge?" She asked with a burning face, muttering.

Jin Yan raised his eyelids, fixed his eyes on her red ear tips unmistakably, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Well, red dates and peanut porridge, which nourishes blood."

As she spoke, the second spoonful of porridge came to her mouth again.

Just like that, spoon by spoon, Jin Yan fed her two whole bowls of porridge.
Just put down the bowl, Jin Yan said again,
"There will be pork liver and vegetable porridge in the afternoon, I've wronged you for two days, you can't eat anything else."

After speaking, he patted her on the head lightly, like coaxing a kitten or puppy.

"Pork liver... porridge?"

What a terrible thing that is! ?
After going to voluntary blood donation before, every time Lin Cheng took her out, he would like to order some pig liver and blood soup. After drinking it, it was really - he never wanted to donate blood again.

Now there is a little bit of blood, drinking red dates and peanut porridge and eating pork liver porridge, this is really... a painful enjoyment.

She laughed dryly, "Can't I stop drinking? I just have a little wound."

Jin Yan stood up holding the bowl, and shook her head seriously: "No. You are obedient, just drink for a few days."

Fu Mian drooped her brows and eyes listlessly, thinking that he probably felt that he caused her wounds, so she had to make up for it, and that's why she mobilized people like this.So she pulled her hair and looked at him seriously,
"Jin Yan, although you caused my injury, it was also because I met Lin Cheng..."

"I don't like you to be put together with other men's names." Jin Yan lowered her eyes and looked at her condescendingly.

Before Fu Mian finished speaking, he was interrupted by him with a cold face, a little surprised.

The corners of his lips were straightened, and he continued, "I lost control yesterday. But there is no room for negotiation on this matter. You must drink blood porridge."

"...Okay." She hung her head aggrieved.

"Then," Jin Yan didn't move for a long time, staring at her closely, "are you still angry?"

Fu Mian paused, shook her head and nodded again, "When it hurts, I get angry."

"I'm sorry, darling..." He knelt down and put his hand on her knee, wanting to touch her, but he didn't dare to let go, "I won't hurt you in the future."

Fu Mian always felt that this sentence was a bit weird, but she didn't think too much about it. She patted the back of his hand with her paw, "Then should I say that I'm not an example?"

She tilted her head and met Shang Jin Yan's gaze.

Jin Yan hooked the corner of his mouth, "Send you a red envelope to coax you?"

"Very enlightened."

She sat happily waiting to receive the red envelope.Jin Yan took her mobile phone and made a private package for her, then carried the wheelchair on both sides, and moved the wheelchair to the small balcony outside.

"It's not quiet enough here, do you want to move to my place?"

Fu Mian froze for a moment, lowered her head and pretended to be indifferent, "No need."

Jin Yan's fingers touched her red ears, and she smiled hoarsely, "Then I move here?"

"..." Does it have to be so exciting?When I woke up, this person seemed a little weird.

"Don't be so troublesome...I'm just a little injured, and I already promised you to drink blood porridge."

Jin Yan: "My side is more convenient. The aunts who make blood porridge are there. There is an elevator in the room, so you can go up and down by yourself."

Fu Mian still shook her head, "It's really just a small injury, I'm not ready yet."

Seeing her insistence, Jin Yan no longer persuaded her.Looking at the scenery outside the balcony, his knuckles faintly touched her ear, and then asked casually,
"Where's your pet hamster? I haven't seen it since I came back."

Fu Mian's heart skipped a beat, and on the surface she said calmly, "It lost its temper and ran away from home. It probably went to a pet store to find a partner."

(End of this chapter)