He reached for her forehead, then turned and walked out with the kettle.

There are thousands of ways to meet in life, but no matter how carefully you prepare, at that moment, it will appear so caught off guard.

But maybe we don't have a chance to choose the way to meet. The only thing we can do is to cherish it.

As soon as the door closed gently, Xiang Tianlai's eyelashes moved gently. After all, a line of clear tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, making him dizzy and wet.

Yin Shaolong held the kettle and inquired about the location of the boiling room. As he passed the doctor's office, he could not help slowing down.

He stood in front of the door for a long time, but he stood there like a coward, afraid to enter.

He was afraid to hear the truth that he didn't want to hear. He was afraid that the truth was far more cruel than imagination, and he was more afraid of losing her again.

Finally, Yin Shaolong quickened his pace and walked straight past the doctor's door.

Back in the room, Xiang Tianlai was still asleep.

Yin Shaolong wiped her face with a warm towel and then wiped her hands carefully to make her feel better.

After seeing him, the ward round nurse was slightly surprised. Yin Shaolong asked if there was a better ward. The nurse had never seen such a beautiful man, so he arranged a private high-grade ward for him.

Seeing that she had been sleeping, Yin Shaolong took the lead to move all her things in the past, and then stood in front of the window sill, looking at several pots of jasmine, and carefully took it with him.

After busy, he has been sitting beside the bed, greedy looking at her, eyes even dare not blink, as if afraid of his this move, she will disappear.

Xiang Tianlai didn't sleep heavily and lay in bed all day, so he had a good rest and soon woke up again.

"Drink some water." Yin Shaolong carefully lifted her up.

Xiang Tianlai just took the cup in his hand in silence.

"I've just told the nurse that I've changed the ward. I'll take you there when you're well rested."

Xiang Tianlai was still silent, his eyes fell on the water cup, but did not look at him.

Her silence makes the atmosphere in the room a little embarrassed. Yin Shaolong simply stops talking and just looks at her quietly.

Xiang Tianlai did not respond to his eyes. After a long time, he said softly, "let's go."

The words fell, and then some efforts to prop up the body, Yin Shaolong is directly forward to pick her up.

He intended to put her in the wheelchair that she had prepared earlier, but when she held her in his arms, Yin Shaolong found that he was suddenly reluctant to let go. His real touch made him want to cry.

Xiang Tianlai pasted on his chest was also a little trance, looking at his skin did not seem to have any discomfort.

Since she came back from the island last time, her body has become very poor. I don't know if it is because of those messy reagents that she becomes particularly sensitive. As long as a man touches her too much, she will have some red rashes on her skin, which is particularly serious.

But I didn't expect that she was safe and sound in his arms.

Yin Shaolong stood in the same place and held her for a long time. In the end, he simply did not use a wheelchair and planned to carry her directly.

Xiang Tianlai was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect him to do so. Immediately, he was a little uncomfortable and said in a soft voice: "Yin Shaolong, you can put me on the ground, I can walk or use a wheelchair."

Yin Shaolong pursed his lips and did not speak or do as she said. He still picked her up and walked out of the ward.