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On the way, he called home and hurried home. Ji Qianyu took porridge and all kinds of hot dishes and quickly returned to the hospital.

When she returned to the door of the ward again, she saw that the door was open and brazen, so she rushed in: "husband, are you hungry! I brought you food! "

Zhengqi got a stomachache, and the familiar voice came again. Feng Yiting's anger couldn't help: "get out!"

His face changed, and Ji Qianyu was stunned in situ in some embarrassment: "...."

"Didn't you hear me?"

The unprecedented cold and fierce tone seemed to return to the arrogant posture of evil craftsmen at first sight. At the moment of sight intersection, a cold air rushed straight to the forehead from the soles of feet. For a moment, it seemed to be shrouded in an unspeakable fear. Ji Qianyu couldn't even make a voice.

A cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and Feng Yiting's teeth trembled with pain. It was difficult to see the extreme in their faces. They were in a stalemate. A head nurse came in and looked at Ji Qianyu before walking to the bed:

"Mr. Feng? In what way are you feeing sick? Have you had another stomach trouble? "

After examining him, the head nurse shouted:

"Dr. Wang, there is something wrong with the patient in room 1. Miss, please go out first. The patient needs a rest -"

Hearing the footsteps of the rate, Ji Qianyu was in a panic in the ward. Unconsciously, she turned out of the door and leaned against the wall. Her heart was uneasy:

Are you afraid or worried? She couldn't say it herself, but the uneasy fear in her heart gurgled again.

Slowly closed her eyes, and Ji Qianyu clenched her fist tightly: so, in her bones, no matter how close they are, subconsciously, she is still afraid of him, isn't she?

In this life, this shadow, is she destined not to get rid of? If you can't even take this step, let alone seek justice, you can't even face her safely!

Why?

Clearly know that he will not hurt her again, why are her hands and feet still cold when he looks at her with angry eyes?

The palm twists slightly and wilts. Ji Qianyu unconsciously looks in: won't he be angry again?

Anxious, the door of the ward also opened.

"How is he, doctor?"

After taking off the mask, the doctor looked at her: "are you the patient's family?"

"I'm his wife!"

"Oh, Mrs. Feng, Mr. Feng has a serious stomach disease, belching, acid reflux, and getting angry with a cold, so he has severe colic. Stomach disease is a process that needs long-term recuperation. In particular, we must pay attention to light diet and reduce greasiness. It's best to persuade patients to reduce drinking and give up drinking. In addition, we should also pay attention to maintaining a happy mood, Getting angry is the easiest way to induce stomach disease, especially for people with stomach disease and severe inflammation, we must persuade them to restrain their temper -- "

After looking through the diagnosis and treatment records, the doctor solemnly told:

"Modern people are under great pressure in life. They have a lot of entertainment and don't pay attention to their diet. It's easy to suffer from stomach diseases. Don't pay attention to minor diseases and disasters. Inflammation is a warning given by the body. If it develops step by step, the consequences will be very serious! Cancer is not achieved overnight. We must pay attention to it. The patient is obviously too tired. I added some sleeping pills to his injection. Recently, I still let him work slowly and rest more! Stomach disease depends on medicine and nutrition. In addition, the patient has a fever. He must drink more water and be less angry! We must pay attention to it! "

"I remember, thank you, doctor!"

After seeing the doctor off, he turned around and heard the sound of a slight high-heeled shoe. His eyes inadvertently swept over his tiptoe. Ji Qianyu's eyes were obviously dimmed:

When she was injured, he was really tied up, and she was really moved!

The deepest memory of that injury after discharge is that he lost a big circle.

In fact, if there was no such thing, if they came together in another way, maybe everything would be different! But will a playboy who is famous for playing with women treat women as people and have sincerity?

If so, she wouldn't be today——

Ji Qianyu, Ji Qianyu, what's the matter with you? Are you moved by what he did? Do you really want to deceive yourself and others like this? Because he has no initial choice in your life, do you have to wait until you are old and abandoned by him to make a second choice?

Feng Yiting is a real prodigal master! If he is not sincere to you, how can you even put down your deep hatred and worry about him? When she falls, should he have had enough?

Ha ha~

no

This time, she wants the initiative!

After knocking on the forehead, Ji Qianyu shook his head fiercely: step by step! If this can muddle along for a lifetime——

Can he?

This time, he didn't go in to make him angry, but he didn't leave. At the door, leaning against the wall, Ji Qianyu calmed down, and endless confusion flashed through his eyes.

He was afraid that if he went in and disturbed him, he would be angry, and he was afraid that he would be more angry if he left. On this day, Ji Qianyu stayed and stood at the door for a long time, and finally simply sat down at the door.

Several times a nurse came to ask or give advice. She had a rest chair at one side, but she didn't leave. She was confused in her mind. She trapped herself. In a place like a hospital, it is common to have crowded people in the corridor and sleep in the corridor. Although this floor is a relatively advanced ward, it is not the top level. There are not beds arranged in the corridor, but it is common to sit a few people in the corridor.

The room was confused for a while. When Feng Yiting woke up, he heard her voice.

Anger was accompanied by emotion. Finally, he couldn't help it. He got out of bed and walked towards the door. A probe, a bent figure reflected obliquely at the crack of the door, came into the bottom of his eyes. He saw her sitting pitifully aside with her knees and the door keeper pug, shrinking her feet from time to time. Feng Yiting's falling fist also clenched a few times, and her face became more and more ugly:

After ten? Is she going to sleep here all night? Are you going to be stupid or hurt him? Don't you know how to put a cushion and get a dress when you want to sleep at the door? Is it so cold?

Turning around, Feng Yiting unconsciously walked to the bed on one side and pulled half of the quilt over. He sat back in chagrin:

This kind of heartless person will know that it's strange to be cold. She should freeze to death!

As soon as he dropped the quilt in his hand, his sight drifted towards the door unconsciously. Half a day later, he still walked out angrily.

At the door, thinking about the past, Ji Qianyu was also full of miscellaneous things. After a while, she was sleepy and dozed off. Her body rolled up again. She had just narrowed her eyes. Suddenly, a collision force came from her feet. She slowly opened her eyes. Suddenly, a pair of white striped slippers and trousers came into view. Slowly, she raised her head:

"Old ~ husband?"

Is she sleepy?

Seeing that she was still a fool who rubbed her eyes, Feng Yiting's face sank: "can't you get up yet? Who lost me here? "

A basin of cold water poured down, but Ji Qianyu still got up, but because she sat too long, there was an obvious numbness under her feet, and she staggered, so she rushed forward:

"Hey Hoo ~"

Instinctively, she quickly held on to one side of the wall, subconsciously raised her hand to half the air, but Feng Yiting's action turned into a pointing space to press and poke:

"Stupid!"

Turn around and Feng Yiting goes straight back to the ward!

Standing still, Ji Qianyu was a little cold. Ji Qianyu was a little unhappy when he was trained. He picked up the insulation box on the ground and stood around for a long time:

She's not allowed to stay at the door. Where is she going? Do you want to go to the corridor? But that's the tuyere. It's cold!

After sniffing, Ji Qianyu really began to be wronged: she has never been in love so humbly! But now, the object is still him!

After walking for a long time, Feng Yiting looked back and saw that she was still glancing at the other side. He was so angry that he rolled his eyes:

Is she short of a dazzle? Didn't you see him open?

The more she didn't think of a sound, the more she was so angry that she vomited blood. After taking a step, Feng Yiting still couldn't help roaring:

"If you don't come in yet, do you still want to catch another cold?"

Ji Qianyu quickly closed the door and turned around. She looked at him timidly. Her lips wriggled. Before she made a sound, Feng Yiting had returned to bed, lay down directly and closed her eyes.

What's the meaning of this? Let her live and die in the ward?

Standing at the door for a long time, Ji Qianyu was not sure when he saw someone in bed. The heat of the heating hit, and she was more comfortable. After looking around, she saw a sofa and chair on one side, which was not close to the bed. She took a tentative step. A slight click of high-heeled shoes came, and she saw that someone had no objection. Then she took off her shoes and walked over half barefoot.

While paying attention to the movement on the bed, Ji Qianyu carefully curled up on the sofa on one side. Although it was a double sofa, it was soft and big enough. Although her legs were not straight, they were still comfortable. She was too tired to toss. After a while, she was stunned.

The sound of shallow breathing came. Feng Yiting turned his back to her slowly. At a certain distance, time fell on the insect like figure on the sofa. A pair of small hands skillfully circled in front of him and slept. He thought he would be angry, but Feng Yiting's heart was surprisingly calm.

The sound of breathing in the silence became more and more steady. Slowly, Feng Yiting sat up, picked up a thin quilt stacked on one side and crept over. Seeing that she was pressing one of her arms, he shouldn't sleep very well. He still couldn't help but slowly adjust her. He gently covered her with the quilt and felt the warmth. Instinctively, Ji Qianyu rolled up the quilt and retracted his whole neck:

"Well, don't worry --"

The soft murmur came, Feng Yiting put his hand in her hair, and his face suddenly changed: is she still thinking about the warm injury?

She kept saying this last night! I came to the hospital to see him today. Do you still remember him now?

Suddenly turned around, Feng Yiting strode away, wriggled, but his repeated grunts were drowned in his hasty footsteps:

"Husband ~ don't worry ~"