He's still sick. He's a patient and needs good care. How can I beat him.

Zhining protested a little in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

I can only be indignant for him in my own heart.

"Huh?" Mu Shaoyan didn't hear clearly, "what are you talking about?"

Zhining's head dropped lower, and the action of stirring porridge accelerated, "didn't say anything."

When the heat was almost gone, she sat closer to him and picked up a spoon to feed him porridge.

Spoonfuls after spoonfuls, mold and sample, very careful.

Mu Shaoyan looked at her silently. If only she had been like this all the time.

"Why do you look at me like that?" As soon as he lifted his eyes, he bumped into the bottom of his eyes.

Frightened by his focused look, Zhining withdrew slightly. The next second, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

"How can I feed you so far away?"

"I can stretch my arms..."

"Aren't you tired?"

Zhining shook his head, "I won't be tired."

"But I love it."

The words of concern came out of his mouth naturally. Zhining had a sour nose and wanted to cry.

He has a perforated stomach. He still has time to care about her. Care about himself first.

Stop worrying about your body. Health is the most important.

"What are you crying for?"

Hearing his joking voice, Zhining raised her face, wiped her face with flustered fingers, and felt the moisture of her hands.

Mu Shaoyan gave a low sigh and gently wiped away her tears. "You see, I feel more distressed when you cry. Stop crying. I didn't mean to make you cry. "

Joe Xiao Nuo, who couldn't see it, coughed, "it's a little stuffy. I'll go out and get some air."

Mu Shaoyan waved and wanted her to go out quickly.

Don't be a light bulb here.

When the door of the ward closed, Mu Shaoyan couldn't wait to take her body into his arms and gently hugged her. Zhining struggled, withdrew from his arms and sucked his nose, "you drink porridge first."

"Then don't you cry?"

Zhining snorted from her nose, which was a promise.

Mu Shaoyan is just eating porridge.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, he leaned against the hospital bed, held her hand, didn't let her clean up the dishes, and didn't let her leave.

"The doctor doesn't allow me to leave the hospital. You stay with me."

Zhining doesn't want to stay, but

He pulled his hand back from his hand. Zhining cleaned up the tableware and bumped it into the insulated food box.

"I have something else to do. I can't accompany you."

"What is more important than me?"

Zhining bowed his head, "I've made an appointment with others. I can't break my promise."

"Who?"

She lied casually, "Xia Xia."

He didn't speak, his thin lips closed tightly, stretched out his hand to get his mobile phone, and realized what he was going to do. Zhining rushed over, grabbed his mobile phone, and stared at him with a wary face, "what do you want to do?"

"Return my cell phone."

"You first say what you want to do!" Of course, the mobile phone can't be returned to him.

Who knows who he's going to call and whether he's going to call Xia Xia for confirmation.

"So nervous, afraid I'll pierce your lie?"

I'd rather breathe. Don't let him be right.

They looked at each other silently.

His eyes sparkled in the air.

Mu Shaoyan took the lead in closing his eyes, "you go, you don't have to accompany."

If you don't want to be with him, he doesn't insist.

Zhining put down his cell phone and bit his lip, "I'm sorry."

"You have a good rest." The more she said, the lower her voice, "I'll go first."

Until she walked out of the ward, Mu Shaoyan didn't say another word.

At the moment of closing the door, my heart suddenly fell empty.

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