"There's no way. The wound is not fully healed," he said. "It's going to be more painful when it comes to rehabilitation. You have to hold on."
Tang Qing said: "I'm not afraid of pain."
Xia Jing is young and light, and looks down at Tang Qing's appearance on the bed.
This is an extremely slender and petite woman, with long hair drooping down. Her face with oriental classical softness always makes her look more delicate than ordinary women, which makes her feel more unprovoked and protective.
She looks like a weak plant, can not withstand a bit of destruction, as if the sun a little bit bigger, can let her wither.
Xia jingnian's eyes were a little more subtle and complicated. He said softly, "it doesn't matter if it hurts. I'll take good care of you. You just need to exercise according to the schedule I give you."
Tang Qing pinned the broken hair on her cheek behind her ears, revealing a plain white face. She looked up at Xia jingnian and seemed to smile at him
Xia jingnian's eyes contracted violently for a moment, and his heart was like a bell. He was hit by a pillar, and the aftersound went round his ears. He was in a trance for a few seconds. In front of her, there was only her plain white and gentle smile.
His ears quickly emerged a clear blush, doctor Xia's gentle and elegant face expression was also unable to control the stiffness of a few minutes, the voice also took a little shiver: "no, if it's OK, you sleep, I'm out."
Tang Qingxin is full of the joy of the success of the operation, and did not notice any abnormal situation of Xia jingnian. Hearing his words, she nodded, "good." She did not feel that her lips were slightly tilted at the moment, nor did she realize how much impact her smile had on the man in front of her.
Tang Qing pulled the quilt and got into it. Xia jingnian turned off the light, looked down at Tang Qing who was in the quilt with a complicated look in his eyes. Then he took a breath, raised his hand slightly against his lips and walked out slowly.
Xia jingnian closed the door, then leaned against the wall with his back, closed his eyes trembling and took a deep breath again.
My heart is beating a little bit fast.
The blood pressure rises, the blood flow speeds up, even the cheek all cannot help but emerge the blush.
He squatted down along the wall, powerlessly raised his hand to cover his face, the palm touched the hot feeling of skin, and he gave a bitter smile in his heart, "too bad."
He always knew that he liked Tang Qing, but he didn't know how much he liked it.
Today is a hindsight to understand, the original she smile, his heart is a bit unbearable.
It's just like a kid.
He has been immersed in all kinds of precise data for many years. He has no way to deal with the feelings beyond his reason, so he can crash.
If you can let her smile at him again, Xia jingnian can't help thinking, there is nothing he can't do.
It's not a problem to set fire to her.
Finally, he realized what he was doing for the beauty.
Gong Heng didn't walk. He walked around the hospital. Now he walked to the door of Tang Qing's ward. He saw Xia jingnian squatting on the ground and kicked his knee: "what are you doing here?"
Xia jingnian stuffy voice way: "you tube I squat where."
Gong Heng lightly tut a, ignore him, want to push the door to harass Tang Qing.