Fast wear male god is super fierce

Chapter 240 The tablemate is milkshake flavor 35
Sha Ling's face was very pale, and her eyelashes were motionless, like fragile butterfly wings.

The lips are also dry and white.

Only the small face was slightly flushed abnormally.

Han Jiao poured a glass of water, took a cotton swab and dabbed it gently on her lips.

The pupils are slightly deep.

Sit and watch for a while.

When Sha Ling woke up, it happened that Han Jiao was not there.

The avatar hurt like it was smashed inside.

Rubbing her fingers lightly, she propped herself up on the bed and slowly sat up.

No one around, very pale, very quiet.

I didn't take my mobile phone either.

Just as he was about to grab a glass of water next to him, Han Jiao pushed the door open and entered.

Come in with a bowl of porridge.

Seeing Sha Ling wake up, a trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"You're awake! Why do you have a cold?"

Sha Ling was so weak that she didn't want to talk, looking at the porridge he was carrying, she was really hungry.

Han Jiao sat beside the bed.

Feed her mouthful with a spoon.

Like a kitten, it looks for food bite by bite, inexplicably cute, like poking a soft spot at the tip of my heart.

After drinking half a bowl, Sha Ling didn't want to drink anymore.

Looking at Han Jiao with clear black and white eyes, he asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

Han Jiao tapped her with his finger.

"You didn't reply to the message. I went to your house. Why did you catch a cold?"

Sha Ling smiled lightly: "Maybe the quilt wasn't covered properly."

"That's okay, I can cover it for you later."

"Ok?"

Han Jiao held the porridge with his finger, and put it forward again.

"Do you still want to drink?"

Saaya nodded.

"Ah."

Ended up drinking all night.

I feel a little stronger.

A doctor came over and brought another bucket of water.

There are already several needle holes on the back of the fair hand.

Han Jiao frowned, looked at the doctor, and said in a low tone, "How many more bottles do you have to lose?"

Han Jiao's voice was menacing. The little doctor was a girl, and she was startled by the sudden sound.

The fingers trembled suddenly, making a cut on the back of Sha Ling's hand.

In an instant, the red blood dripped directly on the white quilt along the opening.

Han Jiao strode over, holding the back of Sha Ling's hand.

Softer hands seem to be thin only with bones.

The inexplicable wounds intensified in his eyes.

"Don't lose yet."

The doctor looked embarrassed. Although he was small, he was professional after all, and he was recruited by a prestigious university.

"Feel sorry."

Sha Ling rushed to speak, "It's okay, you go out first, and come back to deliver water later."

Han Jiao's eyes were full of deepness.

Wipe off the narrator's blood with a cotton swab and stick it with medical tape.

"Does it hurt?"

Saaya shook her head.

"You scare people."

Han Jiao raised his eyes and saw that the girl looked weak, not as bright and charming as before, she looked like a weak little animal.

The back of his hand was also injured, and he didn't even frown when he was bleeding just now.

He supported her with his fingers, let her lie under the quilt, and sat aside to watch.

Sa Ling also opened her eyes and watched, a little silly.

Gradually Saaya became a little drowsy.

Before he could say he was dozing off, he fell asleep.

Han Jiao watched from the side, stroking her eyelids with his fingers, his brows and eyes were gentle.

I fell asleep for a long time, and when I woke up, it was getting dark.

A man stood by the next window.

He is tall and tall, with a straight back, and there is an icy coldness in his temperament.

Standing in front of the window, I can't see clearly.

Hearing the movement behind him, he glanced slightly sideways.

The delicate side face is full of lines, and the tone is as light and cool as ever.

　Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I feel like I've lost my writing, if you don't want to read it, just wait for my new book...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)