Chapter 927

Lu Jixiang shakes her head. To tell you the truth, she is afraid of pain. She doesn't even dare to move.

Song Jincheng has no choice.

He thought for a moment and then suggested, "I'll feed you?"

Lu Jixiang glanced at her, wet.

Song Jincheng stood up, took the cup from the cupboard, took a drink, leaned down to kiss the girl's lips, and slowly fed her with the water.

At first, Lu Jixiang was struggling.

May be really thirsty, she gradually gave up the struggle, like a little chick, hungry and thirsty swallowing the water from the man.

The door of the ward was pushed in the middle of the feeding.

The young man was still holding hot porridge in his hand. When he saw the scene in the room, his cold and gorgeous face froze.

Lu Jixiang found him.

She slightly side head, dodged song Jincheng to fall kiss again.

The man picked his eyebrows and looked up slowly towards the door.

He said with a smile: "a guest has arrived."

How polite!

guest?

It's not clear that we should treat teenagers as outsiders.

"Sister."

The boy had recovered as usual. He stepped in, put his things on the bedside table and said, "I brought you something to eat. Are you hungry?"

Lu Jixiang's heart is beating a drum.

How should she cope with such a scene?

"Young lady!"

At this time, several people came in a hurry outside the door, headed by the steward of the Song family.

He was full of worry, especially when he saw Lu Jixiang, who was pale on the bed, he came over in a few steps and said in a hurry: "thank God, you're OK. You scared us a lot last night!"

Lu Jixiang is very guilty.

She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry to worry you."

The housekeeper shook his head.

He took a heat preservation bucket from other people's hands, and then said: "this is the porridge that the chief personally ordered the kitchen to make. You have just finished the operation. It's better to have something light!"

Er!

Things are getting complicated again.

On the one hand, he is a childhood sweetheart, on the other hand, he is a respected father-in-law!

Lu Jixiang is in a dilemma.

She turned her head and looked at Song Jincheng for help.

The man put his hands around his chest, but he didn't mean to help.

Lu Jixiang wants to cry without tears.

When she thought about it, she suddenly frowned and said, "Oh, my stomach hurts. Doctor, is my wound bleeding?"

"What you're doing is minimally invasive."

Song Jincheng opened his mouth and said quietly, "there are only two small wounds."

Lu Jixiang is in a big dilemma.

She slowly turned her head and looked at the boy over there.

In this group of people, the youth is particularly thin, he has been staring at her, dark eyes, there is a deep pain into the bone marrow.

Lu Jixiang's heart stagnated.

She suddenly remembered that many years ago, she was also hospitalized because of sudden appendicitis. At that time, she was young and couldn't bear any pain. She kept crying and spilling, so willful that even her parents couldn't stand it.

But only he, has been accompanied in silence, even in the middle of the night, just because she inadvertently said that she wanted to have beef soup, he drove alone, shuttling through the streets, just to find her the fragrant mutton soup.

Even after many years, Lu Jixiang still remembers that when he came in with a bowl of beef soup in his hands and a smile on his face, the sun had already risen on the horizon, and he had been running around all night.

Lu Jixiang never thought that one day, she would stand between Song Jincheng and Tang Xiaoning, in a dilemma!

It has nothing to do with love.

Song Jincheng is her husband and the father of her daughter.

Tang Xiaoning is her younger brother who accompanied her for most of her youth. They grew up together. Despite the bad deeds of her youth, his heart to her is always sincere.

She didn't want to hurt either man.

Now this situation is really embarrassing.

Finally, the housekeeper broke the awkward situation.

"Well, who sent it?"

He suddenly made a sound, eyes slightly surprised staring at the hot porridge on the bedside table.

Lu Jixiang pulled his lower lip and replied, "it's my brother."

Then she raised her hand and pointed to the boy over there.

Seeing this, the housekeeper could not help turning around. When he saw the bright and moving melancholy boy, even though he had seen countless elite generals, he was still stunned.

"Hello

The housekeeper took the lead in speaking and appeared polite.

The young man turned his eyes slightly and put his eyes on the housekeeper.

He nodded, his voice very weak: "Hello!"

The housekeeper continued: "the young lady has acute appendicitis. I think you brought her preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which is her favorite porridge. However, I don't think you know that there are scallions on your porridge. At present, young lady needs to avoid eating, such as these scallions, ginger and garlic. If you can eat less, eat less. Of course, it's better not to eat, so you see... "

It's the person who follows the chief. Look at the housekeeper's mouth. It's not a good fault!

It's just that the boy's face is very bad.

The housekeeper bowed to him apologetically, turned around and began to talk about other things.

He served a bowl of porridge and gave it to song Jincheng.

This meaning is very clear, let song Jincheng feed Lu Jixiang!

Tang Xiaoning is still in place, the whole person is like a sculpture.

Lu Jixiang felt a little distressed when she saw him.

"Xiaoning."

She made a voice of her own accord.

Here, song Jincheng can't help frowning.

Just listen to Lu Jixiang continue: "Xiaoning, you come here."

The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally came over and stood by the bed without any expression.

"Did you go to bed last night?"

Lu Jixiang looked up at him and asked in a low voice.

She doesn't dare to speak too loud now, otherwise it will hurt.

The youth did not speak.

Lu Jixiang sighed. She looked at the boy's face and found a light cyan under his eyelids.

"Go back to bed first." She said.

The boy's expression changed in an instant.

He turned and walked out without saying a word.

Xiaoning

Lu Jixiang called him, just moved his body, but was next to song Jincheng to hand down.

The man sinks a voice: "not afraid ache?"

Lu Jixiang turned his head and looked at him anxiously: "help me to see him, OK?"

Song Jincheng was not moved.