Chapter 373

Xia Ling finished talking with her mother on the phone and was ready to go to the sanatorium.

Before leaving, she went into the warm ward.

"Warm, you have a good rest. I'll come back with you in the evening."

Warmth couldn't speak, just smiled and nodded.

Xia Ling looked at Jiang Lingyun again. "Brother Ling, please take care of wennuan. I'll come back later."

Jiang Lingyun has sorted out his emotions and smiled politely, "don't worry, I'll take good care of the warmth."

Xia Ling glanced at them, turned around and took Fu Yunting away.

There are only two people left in the ward.

Looking at Jiang Lingyun warmly, I felt another pain when I saw that his eyes were still at the door.

The eyes were unconsciously red, warm, clenched their fists, and tried not to shed tears.

Look, I'm more and more like Lin Daiyu when I'm in the hospital. Why do I want to cry?

He didn't like her. She didn't know it the first day. Why did she have to feel sorry for herself?

Warmth bit her lips and tried to calm her inner fluctuations.

A nurse came in to help warm up and take the temperature, ready to hang the drip.

Jiang Lingyun's attention finally fell on the warm body.

The woman is wearing a large sick suit, which makes her face thinner.

At this time, the nurse poked the tip of a long needle into the blood vessel on the back of her hand. She frowned and pinned her face aside, looking scared and afraid to look at it.

Jiang Lingyun sighed, walked to her side and held her other hand.

Warm Leng Leng, raised his eyes to look at him, and touched his warm eyes.

"Don't be afraid. It'll be ready soon."

Jiang Lingyun smiled at the warmth and comforted her.

The warm nasal cavity was a little sour and astringent. He barely smiled at him and quickly lowered his eyes to ignore him.

I'm afraid I'll cry when I look at it.

His hands were warm and steady. He looked at the big hand wrapped around him and wanted to hold him tightly and never let go.

The nurse hung up the drops and left, and the warmth on her hands disappeared.

Warmth was a little lost, so Jiang Lingyun asked, "warmth, do you want to eat? Er, wait, your throat can't eat for the time being. Take the medicine first."

Did he finally focus on himself?

Watching Jiang Lingyun take out several medicine bottles from the drawer and carefully feed himself according to the instructions above, his warm eyes are still red.

Seeing this, Jiang Lingyun handed the hand of the water cup a meal and said helplessly, "don't cry, it's warm. I won't comfort people. As soon as you cry, I don't know what to do."

Can't comfort people, or is she not the one he wants to comfort?

Warm, bitter in heart, silently wiped away his tears, took the medicine in his hand and ate it.

From time to time, I picked up Lingyun and sat on the sofa. I just looked up and didn't bring Lingyun a little more.

Warmth knows that there is no topic between him and her.

In the past, the most talked together was about Xia Ling.

Now, her voice is bad, and they can't communicate with each other.

However, she is still greedy for the time at this moment and the time when he sat there with himself.

It's such a quiet time.

On the other side, Xia Ling went home in Fu Yunting's car, hurriedly changed a suit of clothes, and went to the sanatorium with Fu Yunting who insisted on going with her.

When she came to the sanatorium, Lanmei had been waiting for a long time.

After greeting each other, they went to Xia Ling's grandmother's house together.