At that time, he told him carefully what to eat and what to abstain from.

This is less than half a year, the body is even worse than before, so the anger is some big, the tone of speech is a little bad.

Xie suling took Jinuo's hand and looked at the doctor with a heavy face: "how do you talk to the doctor?"

The doctor pointed to the man on the bed: "look at him now. Am I wrong?"

Xie suling was blocked by him.

The doctor walked out of the ward without any expression. The young nurse pricked Ji Jinchuan with some drops, apologized to them and then retired.

Ji Wenqing looks at the comatose man in the hospital bed and sighs heavily.

……

Ji Jinchuan wakes up in the evening. He opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling. His head is confused for a moment. He smells the pungent smell of disinfectant. He guesses that he is in the hospital.

He struggled to sit up, pulled the needle in his hand, and twisted his brow in pain.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and it was Ji Wenqing who came in. With the kettle in her hand, she saw the blood flowing back into the infusion tube. She quickly put down the kettle and called for the nurse.

After a while, Ji Wenqing came back, followed by a young nurse.

The nurse pulled out the needle, put it back on him, told him not to move, and then left.

Ji Wenqing walks over, picks up the heat preservation bucket on the table, pours out porridge from it, and then takes it to him.

"Didn't you eat before you went to the old house?"

It's good to eat some warm food in Jinchuan.

Ji Wenqing took a chair and stool and sat down beside the bed, looking at the pale man: "I'll try to help you once."

Ji Jinchuan lifted his eyes and looked at her. The pupil of zhanhei was quiet and clear. He moved his lips, but he seemed to have lost his voice. He did not spit out a word for a long time.

"I'm not sure she'll forgive you." Ji Wenqing's face is very calm, she lifted her lips and said, "after all, you hurt her too deeply at the beginning."

Ji Jinchuan bowed his head and quietly ate the porridge in the bowl. His clear-cut fingers trembled slightly.

Ji Wenqing glanced at the ring he was wearing all the time: "I will ask her to the studio this weekend, and you will bring nono."

The man raised his head with a trace of bewilderment between his eyebrows, and did not know what she was going to do.

Season warm and light way: "in those days you tied her with nono, now you can try the same way."

After half a bowl of porridge, he felt much more comfortable, and his face gradually softened.

Ji Wenqing took over the empty bowl and asked, "do you want more?"

He shook his head and looked out of the window. It was a thick night outside, which seemed to be rendered by black water and oppressed.

After cleaning up the dishes, Ji Wenqing repeated the doctor's advice. He did not know if he had listened to it. He kept pursing his lips and remained silent.

……

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, the lights in other rooms of the old house were all off, only a weak light was still on in the living room.

The housekeeper was about to take a rest when he heard the noise coming from the stairs. He looked up and saw that Gino was coming down from the stairs. He was wearing cartoon pajamas.

The housekeeper said kindly, "young master, why haven't you slept?"

Gino went down the last step with a note in his hand: "housekeeper, can you give me a call?"

With a smile on the housekeeper's face: "of course."

Gino handed the note to him. The housekeeper went to the plane and input the numbers according to the above. When he heard the beep inside, he took the receiver to Gino.

Gino said thank you and took it in your ear.

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