Chapter 50 How Clumsy? (3)

Chapter 50 how to be clumsy (3)

You don't have to think about it. Just smell it and you'll know whose clothes it is.

Too familiar. Who else could it be besides Song Tingyu?

She lifted her coat and threw it on the sofa. She put on her shoes and went to Song Weixi's bed. He hadn't woken up yet.

The sky outside was already bright, and it was probably eight or nine o' clock.

This ward knew about her and Song Weixi now. As for where Song Tingyu went, Su Ran had little interest in knowing. Maybe something happened to Bai Zhirui, so he went back. Anyway, in his heart, baizhirui was the most important thing. How could he let her go a little bit?

Just as su ran was about to pull the chair over and sit beside Song Weixi, the door to the ward was opened from outside.

It was Song Tingyu who came in.

When he saw that Su Ran had woken up, he was still in a daze. He obviously thought that she would sleep a little longer.

Song Tingyu was carrying a few bags in his hand. When he walked in, he closed the door gently, put a few more bags on the coffee table, and took out the things from inside.

It was breakfast.

"Since you're awake, come and eat something."

Su ran looked over and found that it was actually from her favorite breakfast shop. She couldn't help but be stunned. How did Song Tingyu know that she liked it?

It suddenly occurred to her that the last time she was beaten up by Qiao Qing in the hospital, Lin Chenghuan had bought her breakfast, which was also from this shop, and Song Tingyu was there at that time.

So, is this a coincidence or...

He went there on purpose?

In fact, Su Ran was more willing to take all of this as a coincidence than to think about it. Although the breakfast shop was far away from the hospital, two places were in two directions, one in the south of the city and the other in the north of the city.

However, su ran really did not want to think too much, because many times she thought too much about the consequences, and found that she was just being sentimental.

Seeing that she was still standing there, Song Tingyu put down the things in his hands and walked over to pull her up, "You haven't eaten for a long time. You're very weak."

Su Ran was disgusted by his grip, so she turned her wrist and broke his hand, "I'll do it myself."

She knew that even if she no longer had an appetite, she should eat something to replenish her energy.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands and face. Song Tingyu had already placed the buns and porridge on the coffee table.

The porridge was still steaming, but the distance to this place was so far and the weather was a few degrees below zero, so it was hard to imagine how fast he had come back.

At this point, it was the time when the breakfast shop had the most people. Because the food was delicious and the price was cheap, many people liked to go to their shop. Especially on the weekend mornings, they always liked to go to all the families, so when they went there, they often needed to line up.

Today is the weekend.

Whether Song Tingyu happened to pass by there or went there specially, he couldn't escape the fate of waiting in line.

Perhaps he had been outside for too long, so he was still cold, and Su Ran could feel it when he sat down next to him.

She froze and glanced at his forehead.

She knew that he had come to the hospital yesterday and had a car accident. He didn't seem to have been treated, so the blood from the wound had dried up.

He was still wearing the same black shirt from last night. After the car accident, he was already wrinkled. At this moment, he did not have the usual cold and expensive appearance.

But she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Before Su Ran could take his eyes back, Song Tingyu suddenly looked up at the same time and their eyes collided.

She suddenly looked away and pretended not to notice, but she was the only one who knew about it and seemed so deliberate.

She lowered her head to eat the porridge and never looked up again.

"Su Ran." Song Tingyu's deep voice came.

Her hands paused, but she did not speak. Her long eyelashes hung down like two small brushes, casting a small shadow on her small white face, moving up and down with her breathing.

"Let's talk about Vichy."

Su Ran looked up and was about to speak, but the door to the ward was opened at this time, and Lu Zhan in a white coat appeared in their sight.

He glanced at Su Ran and the others and smiled, "Take your time. I'm here to see Vichy."

Lu Zhan was a surgeon, so he was basically very busy. Now he took time out to visit Song Weixi. He went to the hospital bed and looked around. He wanted to leave immediately, but when he walked to the door, he realized that he had forgotten something, so he folded it back and put a bag on the coffee table.

He pointed at the wound on Song Tingyu's forehead, "Aunt shen just called and asked me to come over and help you with the wound. But since Su Ran is here, let Su Ran help. It's just a skin injury. It's not complicated. I have an operation later. I'll go first."

Then he winked at Su Ran and left.

After Lu Zhan left, silence seemed to return to the ward. The atmosphere was very strange. Neither Su Ran nor Song Tingyu spoke.

Song Tingyu reached for Lu Zhan's bag on the coffee table and opened it. There were bandages, disinfectant, cotton swabs and the like.

He touched his wound with his hand, frowned, unscrewed the lid of the disinfectant, and dabbed it with a cotton swab. Just as he was about to touch the wound, Su Ran reached out and grabbed the swab, "Let me do it."

After that, she stood up and went to the bathroom. She twisted a warm towel and stood opposite Song Tingyu. She wiped the blood off his forehead with a towel.

Because it took too long, the blood was stuck to her skin, and it was hard to wipe. She increased her strength, but accidentally pressed on the wound, and blood immediately came out of the wound that was already healing.

Seeing the blood, su ran panicked, "I'm sorry."

"Just take care of it and stick some gauze on it." Song Tingyu pressed her slender white wrist and said softly.

He still wanted to talk to her about Song Weixi.

After all, before song Vichy wakes up, there are some knot between them, it is better to solve it as soon as possible.

Su ran nodded, cleaned it up with disinfectant, and then tore off the gauze and stuck it on the wound. It was finally done.

"Okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. She was so close to Song Tingyu that both of them seemed to be breathing together.