Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qiliang thief smiled: "Why can't you tell, that man is interesting to her, so stupid, he will give it to him if he doesn't."

Lu Meiyan cursed: "You still scold me for being stupid, you stinky man, you don't want to be who made us what we are today, you can bet anything."

"It's not that you are arguing every day for the school district room..."

The two quarreled all the way and left the cafe all the way. They didn't pay attention to a waiter who followed them all the time.

This waitress is just the waitress who went to get the scald cream.

Listening to their conversation all the way, that called a contempt and disgusting stare at them and left, then turned around and followed his colleagues to complain about encountering a pair of strange foster parents.

The degree of scalding from the cold is fortunate, not severe.

Under the doctor's treatment, the clothes and skin and flesh that were stuck together soon separated.

After treating it with medicinal water again, there was no burning sensation when I took it out.

Because of the excellent treatment, the skin is not broken, but there is still some redness and swelling.

Song Qinghuan felt that he really didn't understand Shi Yuhan, and didn't understand what he was thinking.

The foot injury was even more serious that day, but he didn't want to be hospitalized.

This burn is considered a minor injury, but the doctor asked him to stay in the hospital for observation for one night, and he actually agreed.

After Song Qinghuan took the medicine and came to the ward, Shi Yuhan raised one arm on his chest and lay slantingly on the head of the bed.

"Sorry!" Song Qinghuan looked down and walked to the bed, apologizing to Shi Yuhan.

Today, I was injured from the cold, and because of saving her, she should apologize and thank her.

After a pause, she said again: "Thank you!"

Shi Yuhan still closed his eyes and said nothing, as if sleeping.

Song Qinghuan was not sure whether he was asleep, so he moved a chair and sat on the side of the bed.

Chen Tian went through the hospitalization procedures and left wittily, but before leaving, he specifically asked Song Qinghuan to stay and take care of Shi to keep away from the cold temporarily, so that she would leave after waking up from the cold.

Shi Yuhan didn't say any comforting words, lying quietly on the hospital bed, closing his eyes.

Very boring, Song Qinghuan didn't know what he was going to do.

Although Shi Yuhan lived in a VIP ward, the electrical settings inside were very complete, and it was obvious that she could watch TV to pass the time, but she was afraid that it would be noisy to protect herself from the cold.

I can only play with my mobile phone.

But the power of the mobile phone is limited, and it is empty after playing for an hour or two.

Song Qinghuan became even more boring when the phone was out of power.

She was lying on the bed, staring at Yuhan's delicate face. He seemed to be asleep. Should she go back first?

This was Song Qinghuan's first time to stay out of the cold while looking at it closely.

The eyelashes are thick and long, the nose is tall and elegant, and the skin is clean and delicate. Before she met him, she really didn't know that a man can be so beautiful.

Especially his lips are so perfect that people can't help but want to kiss him.

Song Qinghuan let out a long sigh, "Hell", feeling that he was so useless.

This man is an ascetic temptation, he is obviously indifferent and alienated, but he can always make people want to commit a crime.

At the same moment, she couldn't help reaching forward, trying to touch his face.

The air in the ward made people feel a little ambiguous.

Song Qinghuan blushed and heartbeat, sitting upright with an expression of guilty conscience, holding his head in both hands and shaking his head, annoyed that he couldn't help himself.