"Lan Jingfeng, haven't you left already? Why are you coming back again!" Yang Xiaoyun looked at Lan Jingfeng who was approaching gracefully with her mouth curled up. She disappeared all afternoon, thinking that he would never come back again. Some grievances are more excited.
"Mrs. Lan, it's time for an IV drip!" It turned out that Lan Jingfeng was still followed by an angel in white.
"I don't want an IV. I'm fine now. You see, my left hand is swollen, so I don't want an IV." Yang Xiaoyun pouted, her face full of grievances, and she almost burst into tears.
"Doctor, you can start." Lan Jingfeng said coldly, pressing Yang Xiaoyun's restless left hand. Looking at the slightly swollen little hand, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
"I don't want it, I don't want it, Lan Jingfeng, let me go. Didn't you ignore me? Why do you care about me?" Yang Xiaoyun struggled desperately, but it only made her left hand hurt more.
The doctor found her blood vessels very accurately and inserted them into the back of her hand. Listening to the steady ticking sound in the IV bottle, Lan Jingfeng let go of her arm with a sigh of relief.
"I said I don't want an IV, I don't want you to care about it!" With a bang, she pulled out the needle tube abruptly, and small blood beads slid down the back of her hand onto the quilt, bright and dazzling.
"Yang Xiaoyun, you can't stop talking. When will you be satisfied? You haven't tortured me enough. What do you want?" Lan Jingfeng yelled without grace, ignoring the trembling doctor. Yang Xiaoyun burst into tears in fright.
After a few minutes of silence, the doctor had already been kicked out of the ward by Lan Jingfeng, and Lan Jingfeng stood quietly by the window, with smoke billowing around him. The blood on the back of Yang Xiaoyun's hand continued to increase.
Will not lose too much blood and die, probably not, it's just a little blood. Yang Xiaoyun is like a crying little girl, waiting for the comfort and compromise from the adults, but she still can't wait for any response. One must be able to bend and stretch, and Yang Xiaoyun is glad that she has this ability. Gently got out of bed and walked behind him.
"Lan Jingfeng, smoking is not allowed in the hospital. I smell bad, can you breathe out the smoke?"
Although Lan Jingfeng ignored her and didn't look at her, he also consciously put out the cigarette in his hand.
"Lan Jingfeng, I know I'm wrong. I'm obedient, I promise not to make a fuss, if you ask the doctor to put me on an IV, I will be obedient. Lan Jingfeng, don't be angry, okay?" Stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around him tightly waist, tears wet his coat again.
Woke up again and the night outside the window was already dark. She was lying on the bed peacefully, the blood stains on her left hand had been cleaned up, and the blood on her right hand was dripping quietly. The head of the person sitting by the bed was lying on the bed, and her fingers were still resting on her cheek, probably falling asleep. I've been so busy taking care of her these days, I probably haven't closed my eyes much.
"Lan Jingfeng, how much do you love me? Lan Jingfeng, what have I done to you? It's hard to fall in love with me! Lan Jingfeng, do you know? I'm so afraid that one day you will feel tired , At that time, bitter tricks may not be able to save you. Lan Jingfeng, I am very glad that I still have the opportunity to keep you. Lan Jingfeng, I love you! I love you like you love me! Lan Jingfeng, I know you love me, but why can't you give up your flower bush for me. I'm not as great as I imagined. I want you to break up with her for Chen Jia's sake. I just don't want to share you with others. I have tried to be generous, try I'm too considerate, but I still can't do it. Lan Jingfeng, how much I wish you could be my only one, but in the end it's still one of yours. You must always feel that I'm hurting you, but have you ever thought about you? Hurt to me. Do you know what it feels like to see your husband cuddling and kissing other women? Lan Jingfeng, why are you so good?" Yang Xiaoyun couldn't help talking to herself for a while, even to herself I feel so stupid, and he can't hear it.
She stood up slightly, and her lips touched his cheek lightly. But at that moment, he raised his head. A pair of confused eyes looked at her. Yang Xiaoyun lowered her head and blushed like a child whose prank was discovered.
"Eh Well, if you are sleepy, go home and sleep! I will stay in the hospital obediently and listen to the doctor." Yang Xiaoyun said this against her will, and then regretted it. Fortunately, Lan Jingfeng didn't listen to her, climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, and lay down beside her. Yang Xiaoyun is so flattered! She almost rolled out of bed in shock.
"Lan, Lan Jingfeng, you"
"Quiet!"
"Oh, good." Yang Xiaoyun said excitedly and lay down obediently.
"Yang Xiaoyun, my dear, why are you hospitalized? When will you stop worrying me, woman?" Ding Yuqing and Cheng Qi broke into the ward early in the morning, and Lan Jingfeng was still feeding Yang Xiaoyun millet porridge. But Lan Jingfeng's grandma sent someone over early in the morning. This woman Ding Yuqing had a runny nose and tears, as if Yang Xiaoyun had some terminal illness.? Similar.
"Yuqing, it's just acute gastritis caused by the cold, it's all right. Don't worry."
"How can I not be worried. If I didn't call you, would you still plan to hide it from me? Am I still your friend?"
"Yuqing, I'm just afraid you're worried. Don't be angry! Am I well now? Besides, with Lan Jingfeng taking care of me, I'll be fine!"
Hearing Lan Jingfeng's name, Ding Yuqing looked angry, "Lan Jingfeng, are you a man? You can't take care of Xiaoyun well. Why do you want to marry her? Don't you know that her stomach has always been bad? Let her catch a cold. If you have the money to play with women and buy a mansion for your woman, you won't buy a few coats for your wife!" Ding Yuqing pointed at Lan Jingfeng and cursed. And Lan Jingfeng also quarreled with her rarely, but just sat quietly beside Yang Xiaoyun, not talking.
"Yuqing, you misunderstood. I caught a cold while playing in the snow. Don't care about him. Don't talk about him like that."
"Lan Jingfeng, look. What a nice woman, she treats you so well, why do you still have the heart to mess with women outside, and you are still her friend. Don't you think it's dirty?"
"Yuqing, stop talking."
"Yang Xiaoyun, this man is spoiled by you. You won't make trouble when he chases Chen Jia? It's not like you can't live without him. You haven't lived well in the past five years."
"Ding Yuqing, don't talk about this. The key is that Xiaoyun is fine now. We should be very happy. And we don't care about their husband and wife." Cheng Qi is the most considerate, he knows When to speak up and when to be quiet.
"Okay, Xiaoyun, it's good that you're fine. If he bullies you again and hurts you again, you must tell me, and I will help you avenge." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com