Ronan can only eat a little liquid food at the beginning.

Fu Tingyuan put people in his arms and fed her with a spoon. She shook her head and said that she was full without taking a few mouthfuls.

The man looked down at the black rice porridge that didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and his eyebrows frowned a little bit, showing her reproachful expression.

Ronan said with a smile, "well, I just wake up now. You can't ask too much. "

when Fu Tingyuan thought of the malnutrition item in her physical examination report, her face was a little ugly. He didn't expect that he had not raised people well.

All in all, Ronan ate too little at first.

He lowered his head and gave her a kiss on the side of the face and said in a low voice, "have some more."

Luonan looked at the spoon handed to his lips at the beginning, seemed to be a little helpless, bowed his head and drank a few mouthfuls, and finally couldn't help but say: "you give me another drink, I spit it out, believe it or not?"

Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and looked at her slightly frowned and patient expression. He was silent for a moment, then gently sighed, put the porridge on the bedside table, released her, and watched her get up and go to the hospital bed.

He came up and sat by the bed, drooping his eyes and staring at her. "I just hope you're in better health."

Luonan raised his eyes and smile: "I know. You like me to be fat. "

She plucked her long hair beside her ears and comforted him with a smile: "it's OK. When I'm in good health, I'll definitely keep my fat and white. I'll try to make you feel comfortable. I don't feel comfortable with the way I look now. "

Fu Tingyuan frowned. "You know I didn't mean that."

Ronan began to tilt his head: "huh? What do you mean

Her bright eyes looked at him with a slight smile. Fu Tingyuan felt a trace of depression slowly emanating from the bottom of his heart. He stood up from the bed, went to the window, bowed his head and lit a cigarette.

His back showed some gloomy shadow, as if angry.

Looking at him smoking a dull cigarette, Ronan didn't feel funny at first. She pulled up the quilt, yawned, closed her eyes and began to sleep.

When Fu Tingyuan finished smoking a cigarette, Luonan was already asleep.

He came over and looked at her with no liver and no lung, and the fire in his heart was more vigorous.

He is really angry with her now.

Standing by the bedside for a long time, Fu Tingyuan opened the quilt, and with Luo Nan Chu squeezed into the small hospital bed, put his hand in his arms, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Recently, he didn't sleep very well, which can be called as sleep and food problems.

Now she wakes up, and the fatigue accumulated in her body seems to burst out at once. Burying her small face in his chest and listening to her shallow breath, Fu Tingyuan seldom feels a trace of peace of mind.

He went to sleep.

*

when Luonan first woke up, Fu Tingyuan was still sleeping.

A man's hand domineering in her waist, when her face also pasted on his generous chest, you can hear the steady heartbeat in his heart.

Ronan looked at him askew for a long time.

How could this guy grab a bed with her.

This bed is so small that he even climbed up with him.

It's shameless.

The nurse on duty came in, holding a drip device in her hand. Seeing two people on the bed, she was stunned and couldn't help laughing. She lowered her voice and said to Ronan Chu, "during this period of Miss Luo's coma, Mr. Fu probably hasn't had a good rest. He's really worried about you. "