In order to be able to enter this ward to accompany the scene, she issued a military order in front of Lin Yi. She would never let herself show her feet or delay the recovery of the scene

So, she can't mess.

She had to pretend White tea is still alive. "Don't worry, I promise to let my sister-in-law feel the warmth of home. When the warmth comes, she doesn't want to leave." Ying Mulin was lying in front of his bed and said with a smile, "why don't I decorate a bedroom at home first? I'll give her all the things my sister-in-law likes

ready."

Seeing Ying Mulin, his smile was double when he met the scene. He had no choice but to smile, "your sister-in-law is naturally in the same room with me."

"Yes

Ying Mulin looks like a hindsight.

"But she can have a study and cloakroom for her." When the scene, thinking that the eye color dyed gentle, "in the study to open a place to put fitness equipment."

Bai Cha has been sitting and working for a long time, so she has too little exercise. She puts fitness equipment directly in her study, so she can move when she can't write.

"OK, I see. I'll pay my private money for my sister-in-law." Ying Mulin agreed.

"You don't need anything on your desk but a computer."

I thought about it and then told her.

"Why?" Ying Mulin is at a loss.

"Your sister-in-law belongs to erha."

"Ah?"

Should Mu Lin Leng is there, see the man on the bed complexion pale, still full of weakness, but the eyes are full of doting, she saw the heart to draw for a while, "mom really is right."

"What did mom say?"

Look at her when you need to. Ying Mulin tried to make himself look more ordinary. "Oh, today we guess that Bai Cha and Zhou Chunxi often come to take care of you. I don't know which one you like better. My mother said that I really like someone. I didn't dare to say before, but no one will be willing to

in the future. That is to say, what you care most about is... "

When Chunxi and Zhou Yingjing didn't finish their conversation, they frowned? Is there anything wrong with white tea? "

Speaking of this, when the scene released her hand, supporting want to sit up, soft body let him fall again, he gritted his teeth, unwilling to try to sit up.

In the end, he actually sat up with a cold sweat on his head, a worse face and a heavy breath.

Seeing this, Ying Mulin hurriedly stood up to help him, "there was no misunderstanding, no misunderstanding, we told Bai Cha that Zhou Chunxi was a relative in the family, she had no doubt."

Hearing this answer, the situation is not dissatisfied, "cheat her for what?"

He has cheated her too much.

She asked him if he had any family. He was silent, knowing that she would misunderstand that he was abandoned by the world like her, and he didn't explain.

"Well, I'm afraid my sister-in-law will misunderstand me." Should Mu Lin see him like this, turned eyes, bold way, "then, I call my sister-in-law to the hospital, I explain to her face to face?"

When he was sitting on the hospital bed, his spine could hardly support his weight. He even ran out of strength when he sat down. Hearing the words, he looked at his weak hand, and his broken self-esteem stopped everything. "Wait a minute."

When he can get out of bed, when he can walk

He didn't want to see her cry over the way he was recovering.

Hearing this, Ying Mulin was relieved and said, "OK, OK, my sister-in-law really wants to come. Then I have to find a way to deceive her."

"Thank you so much."

He said again.

"Who made me your sister?" Ying Mulin looked at the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "lie down quickly."

"I'll sit down for a while."

It's hard for him to sit up. He needs to stick to it.

"What's the rush? Recovery comes a little bit." Ying Mulin doesn't agree with the tunnel and pouts his mouth.

When facing the situation, he reluctantly propped up the bed, forced himself to sit for a while more, adapted to the sitting up state, and had some difficulty in speaking, "can you fool me for a few days? I'm sure the sooner the better. "

However, after you are good, you will not see the person you want to surprise

Ying Mulin looked at him and said with a smile, "then sit down for a while and I'll pour water for you."

She quickly turned around, a turn eyes, tears fell down.

How long can it last?

……

When the scene is too persistent in recovery, I really ignore the deception of the whole family.

When he woke up the next night, he forced himself out of bed, but he couldn't stand up straight, so he could only bend down, press his hands on the bed and move his numb feet little by little.

Cold sweat like rain, he lowered his head, panting more and more quickly, people suffering from discomfort, pain as if there are countless hands pulling his body, trying to separate him.

He has no problem.

There's nothing you can't hold on to.

He walked to the end of the bed, grasped a pillar at the end of the bed, supported himself and adjusted his breathing. Suddenly, when his feet were soft, a soft hand came up to hold him and didn't let him fall.When the scene low eyes, is ginger.

When he woke up, he no longer excluded his family, so he took turns to take care of him.

Jiang Lai never likes to talk, but his eyes are full of worry. "That's all for today's practice. It's time to have a rest."

When the scene jaw head, low eyes look at her, appreciation tunnel, "strength long a lot."

Hearing this, Jiang Lai laughed shyly and quietly helped him walk to the bedside. His thin arm strongly supported his weight.

When the injury was stable, the doctor said that it would take a long time to recover in the future.

Unlike Ying Mulin, she has been practicing with her family bodyguards since she was a child, so she can only cram for a while and spend three months training hard to help when she wakes up.

When it comes to the scene, Jiang Lai sits down on the bed, holding his arm silently.

Raise your hand and slowly practice your grip strength.

Jiang Lai looked at him seriously and said in a low voice, "I don't think you're like what they said."

"Which one?"

When the scene, staring at his hand asked.

"I thought you were very ill, but I think you are very well now." Jiang Lai squeezed his arm and said in a low voice.

It's not about the injury in the car accident, it's about his depression.

He is now so actively cooperating with the treatment, unlike depression.

When the scene, sitting there raised long eyelashes, raised no bloody lips, said thoughtfully, "you did not get along well with your sister-in-law, no matter how seriously ill people can be tossed out of her fireworks."

He said it was a toss, but he didn't look angry.

Jiang Lai didn't expect that any topic he talked about could make him think of white tea when he met the occasion. This was the result that his family didn't want to see. She didn't dare to make her movements stiff. She mechanically continued to massage him and changed the topic. "When you leave the hospital, our family will have a good reunion dinner."