Chapter 286

Before she got to the door, there was a snap behind her, and Chi Huan turned around. "What are you doing?"

The notebook, which had been put on the table on the bed, somehow fell out of the bed and made a huge noise. When she turned around and looked at it, she also saw that the man wanted to lift the quilt and get out of the bed.

Comminuted fracture of left leg. Is he crazy?

Chi Huan rushed to the place without thinking. Even her handbag fell to the ground because she let go.

She pressed him hard and screamed like being stimulated, "Mo Shiqian, are you crazy?"

Compared with her intense emotions, the man looked even indifferent, but when she pressed her hand, he clasped her wrist with his backhand, and his thin lips uttered two words, "No."

The calmer he was, the more angry she was. "Your leg is broken. What do you want to do when you get out of bed?"

Mo Shiqian holds her cool fingers. "Only one leg is broken."

She asked coldly, "what do you want to do?"

He looked into her eyes. "Now that you're here, don't leave. I haven't seen you for a week."

"You chose not to see me."

He light way, the palm actually grasps her weak hand in the palm, "you are angry more cannot walk, otherwise, I do not know when you will come again."

His words are plain, but Chi Huan's heart is sour for no reason.

Her voice also calmed down, chuckled, "I'll be here when I'm ready for lunch."

The dark black eyes of the man looked at her eyes, and his thin lips slowly spit out a sentence, "compared with lunch, I want you to accompany me more now."

Chi Huan can't help him.

He has said so. What can she do with him?

She sighed, "OK, let go first. I'll call Mrs. Li and ask the kitchen to prepare the dishes, and then ask Anke to pick them up."

"Well, good. I'll call in the ward."

Where else can she make a call?

He released his hand, and Chi Huan went back to pick up his bag. Then he took out his cell phone and called Li Ma. Finally, he opened the door of the ward and stood at the door and told Anke to go back to the villa.

When she closed the door again, she folded it back and picked up the notebook that had fallen to the ground. Then she checked it. "It seems to be broken. I'll ask Enke to bring the notebook from home."

"Good."

Chi Huan sat down beside the hospital bed, his head lying on the bed.

After a while, the man's big hand touched her head, "why don't you talk?"

"Shouldn't the patient need to be quiet?"

"I like to listen to you."

Talk?

What do you mean?

He didn't even want to tell her about his real injury.

"Ink is modest."

"Well?"

"Do you like me?"

"Well."

"What do you like about me?"

The man's hand is still touching her hair, like a pet.

He thought for a while before he replied, "I don't know."

Chi Huan finally sat up straight and looked up at him. "In order to be with me so hard, do you think it's worth it?"

He frowned. "Don't you think it's worth it?"

She shook her head as if she was laughing, but the smile was transparent as if it didn't exist, and the voice was even lighter as if sighing, "what's not worth my hair?"

Mo Shiqian looks at her face, which is not as bright as before, and her voice reminds her, "you promised not to leave me."

Chi Huan bowed his head and picked up his hand by the bed.

There are two fingers bandaged. The originally long and bony hands are covered with disordered scars. They look a little embarrassed and are not as clean and beautiful as before Although it's not appropriate to describe a man's hand as beautiful.

"I just feel that I can't do anything for you when I'm with you Lawrence may be utilitarian, but it's human nature for him to think so. I have no good family background, and I can't help you at work. I can't cook for you like an ordinary woman. "

It may have been nothing in the past, but what can she do once the wind and waves come?

She was frustrated, never before.

"No, I don't need what you said. Chi Huan, don't try to take what I want for what I don't need."

She looked up at him in a daze.

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After eating, moshiqian took a nap -

of course, he would not close his eyes until he asked her to lie beside him.

I don't know if a man will be vulnerable when he is injured or ill. Chi Huan even thinks that he is bored with her. He is a little like a child. He has to accompany her when eating and sleeping. He doesn't allow her to go away.

It's as if she walked away a little bit and won't come back.She is really sleepy, because in this period of time, there is no night when she is sleeping steadily, either restless or waking up from a nightmare.

Wake up in the middle of the night in the face of the open night, it is a panic of loneliness.

She misses him very much every day, but at night she can't sleep, or she can reach the peak when she wakes up.

Lying by his side, smelling his breath, though mixed with disinfectant and the faint smell of ointment, she soon fell asleep.

But she didn't know, so did moshiqian.

It's very inexplicable that it's more difficult to sleep in hospital than in prison. It's not until the arm is holding the woman's body and smelling the fragrance of her hair that you can sleep quietly.

Two hours later.

Chi Huan wakes up before him.

Seeing the white on the ceiling and being in a strange place, she was in a trance for a long time before she realized where she was.

Look at the handsome face of the man.

Close at hand, and bruises, but a lot of light.

His eyelashes are long, longer than a woman's, and his skin is almost as good as her meticulous care.

Just so close, she has no sense of reality.

Always feel like a dream, will wake up at any time.

She got out of bed and went to the window. There was snow outside.

It's snowing a lot this winter.

Maybe I'm afraid to disturb him If you look closely, you can see that he has no obvious blue and purple. I guess he hasn't had a good rest in this period.

Maybe it's the taste of quiet and disinfectant that suffocates her.

She opened the door and walked out of the ward.

I didn't plan to go to other places, or to other places, but I didn't walk very much for most days, so I walked aimlessly in the corridor of the hospital.

As she walked, she remembered that Wenyi had lived in this hospital before. With no place to go anyway, she followed her memory to the ward she had stayed in before I just don't know if she's still there.

The name of the patient is written outside the single senior ward.

She took a look. The name was Wenyi.

Thinking about it, she reached for the door.

"Come in."

She twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open, and saw the woman sitting on the bed who had looked out of the window looking at her.

It's no surprise to see her, "Miss Chi."