Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Sister-in-law Zhang fell into incomparable remorse and uneasiness.

It's all her fault. She shouldn't have left servants on duty.

If someone had been on duty last night, it would have been the first time to find that Miss Zhining was unwell, and such an accident would not have happened.

The long waiting time tortures people every minute.

When the lights in the emergency room go out, the door opens.

The doctor and nurse pushed Zhining out of the coma.

"How's it going?" Mu Shaoyan hurried forward and looked down at Zhining for the first time.

Her face was pale, her lips were dry enough to skin, and her whole person was dead.

"High fever, mild concussion and some soft tissue contusions. Fortunately, there is no life-threatening."

A sentence that is not life-threatening makes Mu Shaoyan's hanging heart fall back to his chest.

…

Thirsty.

His voice seemed to be on fire.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and his eyes were white.

Zhining blinked and looked at the strange environment.

Where is this?

Where is she?

"Wake up?" Mu Shaoyan, sitting by the bed, noticed her at the first time she opened her eyes.

It's ridiculous.

Hardly had he left the hospital when she fell ill.

They are really lovers in need.

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhining's uneasiness at the bottom of her heart gradually dispersed.

With him, she was not afraid even in a strange environment.

"Water..."

While talking, his voice seemed to be rubbed with coarse sand and stones.

It's hot and uncomfortable.

Mu Shaoyan poured a glass of water for her and helped her sit up with one arm. The glass was against her lips. Zhining heard him whisper in his ear.

"Drink, slow down."

It's impossible to slow down.

Zhi Ning was so thirsty that he could drink a river and Gulu Gulu drank up a glass of water in one breath.

Lift eyes to look at him, "still want to drink."

It looks really thirsty.

Mu Shaoyan turned and poured her another cup, and she drank it all at once.

"Any more?"

Zhining shook her head gently, "no more."

"I'll ask the nurse to take your temperature, drink some porridge later, and then take medicine."

"Yes." She deserves to be clever.

Mu Shaoyan's spirit at the bottom of his heart has finally dissipated a little.

She rang the nurse's bell, and the nurse soon brought a thermometer to measure her temperature.

"38 ° 5, still feverish. Take the medicine half an hour after dinner and have an infusion in the afternoon. "

The nurse said that and went out.

Sister-in-law Zhang brought the porridge. Seeing that Zhining woke up, she was both happy and guilty.

"Miss Zhining, you scared me to death."

Zhining smiled and comforted her, "Sister Zhang, I'm fine. It's just a fever. Just rest for two days. "

Sister Zhang was busy and took the porridge out of the insulated box.

"Is Miss Zhining hungry?"

Sister-in-law Zhang was ready to feed her. Mu Shaoyan looked gloomy and stretched out her hand. Sister-in-law Zhang was stunned. Only then did she react and bitterly handed the porridge to him.

Sitting by the bed, Mu Shaoyan stirred the porridge to dissipate heat.

He laughed at himself, "reciprocity. I'll feed you this time."

Zhining knew he was talking about his hospitalization. She fed him once, so now for the sake of previous love, he also fed her once.

It's even.

Her heart is sour and astringent, but she can't say it clearly.

Drinking porridge, neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere is weird.

Sister-in-law Zhang retreated wisely.

Sick people actually have no appetite and don't want to eat anything. After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Zhining can't drink it.

Her resistant expression, Mu Shaoyan had a panoramic view, "don't force yourself if you don't want to drink."

The bowl was placed on the bedside table by him.