Chapter 491

Turning around, Han Muzi put a bowl of white porridge in front of him.

"Your dinner."

Yetingchen was waiting for her to do something with an empty stomach. As a result, he saw that there was only a bowl of white porridge. Sometimes he was depressed: "that's it?"

Han Muzi smiled falsely: "otherwise? You're so hurt now that you can only eat these light foods. It's good to have white porridge."

Hearing this, yetingchen could not help frowning: "last night you obviously brought more than porridge."

"Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, how can we be confused?" after that, Han Muzi sat down directly in the next chair, and his action looked very comfortable.

Night Tingchen looked at her, then at the white porridge in the bowl, and then reluctantly smiled in his heart.

It seems that this woman really only gave him white porridge.

"Did you cook this porridge yourself?" he asked.

Han Muzi snorted coldly, "no, I bought it casually on the roadside."

How is that possible? It's not that yetingchen can't see that the taste of rice and porridge bought casually by the roadside can't be like this. This woman is deliberately stubborn with him.

Why?

Because of that kiss?

Ah, with a smile on his lips, yetingchen sent the porridge to his mouth with a bowl in one hand. Although it was white porridge, he drank all kinds of tastes.

At least, the woman cooked for him by herself and sent it by herself.

This intention is enough.

Han Muzi sat next to her. When she saw that yetingchen had finished the porridge without saying a word, and there was no left, she was a little suspicious of life.

Because for herself, she can't drink white porridge. She must have something else to help.

For example, small dishes, but yetingchen

Yetingchen was thin, and his injury made him look thinner, but she let him drink white porridge at this time.

He didn't say anything and drank all the porridge. Suddenly, Han Muzi felt that he was a little too much.

She was hurt for her

Thinking of this, Han Muzi coughed and stood up: "do you want to eat fruit? I just bought it."

She bought some fruit in the supermarket.

"Now?" night Tingchen narrowed his eyes slightly. Han Muzi realized that he had just finished eating the porridge. Now it's really not suitable, and the fruit is cool. It's best to eat it during the day.

She looked away with some annoyance and didn't talk to yetingchen again.

The ward fell into a quiet and strange again. Han Muzi didn't know what to say to him. Yetingchen was lying there quietly.

She looked back at him and found that yetingchen, who used to be high, big and pretty, looked like a child and looked very poor.

Han Muzi pursed her lips, took back her eyes and closed her eyes.

She can't be soft hearted. She can't love him because he's hurt.

He volunteered, right

That's it.

Han Muzi sat for a while, then went to close the door of the ward. After packing up, she found a small bed and lay down there to rest. Anyway, she was thinking that yetingchen had that chair and would lie down there tonight.

And she just needs to be a companion here and leave early tomorrow morning.

Who knows, just lying down soon, I heard the breathing sound of yetingchen.

"Stupid woman."

Han Muzi: "

Who's the stupid woman calling?

"You won't sleep with me tonight?" yetingchen asked again.

Han Muzi turned her head and looked in the direction of yetingchen: "what did you say? Who slept with you?"

"You." seeing her look, yetingchen's lips curled up a beautiful arc, "didn't you lend me your legs last night? Tonight..."

"Don't even think about it. My legs have been numb for a day and I almost can't walk. You won't hurt your back and want me to be disabled with you?" Han Muzi said quickly.

Night Tingchen's smile didn't fade: "why? Just pillow your legs. It won't be numb for a while. It won't work?"

"I don't want to. I want to sleep here today." Han Muzi pointed to his small bed and the cushion in front of him: "besides, you've asked someone to get this for you, which is much more convenient than using my legs."

Night Tingchen looked at the chair in front of him and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

But on second thought, it would be nice if she was willing to stay here with the bed. What else did he ask for?

Besides, her legs were numb last night. Let her have a good rest tonight.

Calm down in the ward.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Han Muzi thought he should acquiesce, so he lay down and closed his eyes.

Probably I slept more during the day. I didn't feel sleepy at all. I was particularly awake in my mind. The more awake I was, the more I could think of the nightmare I had in the afternoon.

Han Muzi turned over and just faced the direction of the ward door.

The next second, she suddenly froze.

Because there was a man standing at the door of the ward.

And that man

Two pairs of eyes in the air, Han Muzi only felt cold all over.

Brush——

The man saw her eyes and soon disappeared at the door of the ward.

Han Muzi lay there cold, like a corpse, one second, two seconds, three seconds

Han Muzi suddenly turned over and sat up from the bed. When she got out of bed, she quickly walked in the direction of the door.

As soon as he opened the door of the ward, yetingchen asked behind him, "Why are you going?"

Hearing the voice, Han Muzi looked back and found that yetingchen was sitting there with his eyes staring at her.

Han Muzi: "did you see it?"

"What?" night Tingchen's eyes showed a puzzled color.

"Don't you see?" Han Muzi frowned and ignored yetingchen. As a result, he saw that the corridor of the hospital was empty and there was no one.

Was she wrong?

How else could the other party run so fast?

But... Those resentful eyes just now are clearly

Han Muzi thought of the dream in the afternoon and felt that her whole body was cold.

Is that her? Should it be her? She's in this hospital now?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi wanted to go out again. Behind him came the voice of yetingchen again: "what are you looking at?"

The voice was a little close. Han Muzi turned around and found that yetingchen got out of bed and walked towards himself.

Realizing that walking would affect the wound, Han Muzi had to say, "sit back quickly. It's none of your business."

The night Tingchen's eyebrow frowned very tightly, because he noticed that her face was very pale, as if he had encountered something that could not be solved.

"What do you see?" night Tingchen stared into her eyes and asked seriously.

Han Muzi: "

She was stunned for a moment, and then said in a slow voice: "Lin Qingqing."

Hearing Lin Qingqing's name, yetingchen's eyes deepened a bit. Then he went forward and stretched out his hand to pull Han Muzi into the ward. He went out and looked around.