Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

What's so strange.

It's not like she's sick alone.

Sick and hoarse, there are a lot of people!

No one reacts so much as him. Why, doesn't she want face?

Do you think this broken voice is what she wants? If there is a choice, can she be like this?

Lu Mian was in a crazy Tucao, and he still had no bones to make complaints about when he fed a dish.

Thick and smooth porridge with pickles is also delicious.

Unconsciously, he ate a bowl.

The spoon scraped at the bottom of the clean bowl. Ling Yushen raised her eyes and looked at her eagerly, "what else?"

Lu Mian licked the corners of his mouth and put more force on his head.

Of course.

She's not a kitten.

This is only a bowl of porridge. How can it be enough!

She has been hungry all night. Up to now, no water has come in. This is only an appetizer at best.

Not enough.

Ling Yushen didn't expect her to eat so much. It was obviously a little unexpected, but she didn't say anything and filled another bowl of porridge.

Keep feeding.

After two bowls of porridge, Lu Mian felt comfortable, touched his little belly with one hand, and sighed with satisfaction.

Ling Yushen cleaned up the tableware, saw the medicine on one side, and took a look.

On the white paper bag containing the medicine, the taking method and quantity are written.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Mian stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it. He had already noticed that his tall body dodged aside.

She threw her hands into the air and almost didn't fall out of bed. The infusion bottle was rattled by her huge action.

Ling Yushen frowned slightly, pressed her shoulder and pushed her back to the hospital bed. She said selflessly, "take the medicine in half an hour."

Blunder!

Lu Mian regrets why he didn't hide the medicine earlier.

Take medicine. What medicine do you take? Haven't you already had an infusion? Do you want to take medicine?

Lu Mian closed his eyes and pretended not to hear anything.

Ling Yushen turned to a glass of water and put it on the bedside table. The medicine was also placed next to the glass.

He stood by the bed and looked at her with her eyelashes trembling. She was not very good at acting. "Remember to take medicine."

Leaving his words, he turned and left.

Lu Mian opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps gradually away. He had already reached the door of the ward, held the door handle and was about to leave.

In a hurry, Lu Mian blurted out, "where are you going?"

She was almost autistic when she heard her hoarse voice.

Ling Yushen opened the door and turned around, "go back to the company."

Lu Mian knows that now he can't stay with her as before.

"Have you thought it over?"

Has he considered whether to marry or not?

Ling Yu thought for a moment, "what do you mean?"

"Marriage." Lu Mian has been looking into his eyes.

"You have a good rest." Ling Yushen avoided talking and walked away.

The bottle rattled.

Lu Mian has got out of bed. The infusion needle on the back of her hand was pulled out by her. Her strength is rough, and there is already blood exuding.

"Lu Mian." His voice was low and disagreeable.

It's a warning and an upset.

He lowered his head and glanced carelessly at the blood on the back of his hand. Lu Mian pressed it with one hand and walked up to him. "Did you send me to the hospital last night?"

His eyes were secretive.

"It should be you." Lu mianwu said to herself that she didn't expect anyone else to find her except him.

"What does it matter if it's me?"

Lu Mian shrugged indifferently. "It doesn't matter. I just want to thank you."

She lowered her head and took away the hand holding the back of her hand. The blood had stopped seeping out.