Chapter 2213

That afternoon, Ling Wanxing was lying on the bed in the guest room, half closed his eyes and coughing.

Kneeling in the early morning for two hours, not surprisingly, let him infected with cold.

From after lunch, he was cold all over and had a high fever.

At this time, Su Wan Tong has been taking care of him by the bed, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a hot towel in his hand, and tucking in the quilt corner for him from time to time.

"You said, why bother! I know I'm not in good health, and I'm still struggling.

Even if you ask for forgiveness, can't you wear more?

The winter in Longhuai is very cold. Now you have a fever. It's not you who are suffering! "

Her voice was soft, and she was chanting beside Ling Wanxing's bed. Her eyebrows were tight, and her eyes were full of tension and worry.

At this time, Ling Wanxing opened his eyelids, pulled the corners of his mouth feebly, and bent his lips in a dull voice: "it's not in the way, just sleep!"

"You..."

Su Wan Tong looks at his illness, but he can't share it with him. At the same time, he feels that he was too sentimental before!

If he didn't give a premise for his parents to forgive and be together, wouldn't he spoil his body so much?

Half a year ago in Southwest China, the scene of his heart attack is still in front of us.

If this accident really happened again, Su Wantong would never forgive himself.

"Don't talk, go to sleep first, and I'll get you a quilt to cover it!"

Su Wan Tong said and left the guest room in a hurry. Ling Wanxing didn't have the energy to keep her because of her discomfort. She lay on her back for a while and soon fell asleep.

For the next day, he sleeps in the guest room.

Su Wan and Tong kept on from dawn to dusk.

After midnight, Ling Wanxing gradually woke up.

He weakly raised his arm and bent it on his forehead. He moved a little and then surprised Su Wantong who was lying beside the bed.

"Do you feel bad when you wake up?"

Su Wan Tong immediately sat up and touched his forehead. Fortunately, the fever subsided.

Ling Wanxing voice dry hoarse, did not answer her, directly opened the quilt, "up."

"How are you? Would you like some dinner? "

Ling Wanxing shook his head, pulled her arm to the bed, "don't eat, sleep with me, tomorrow will be fine!"

At this time, the deeper dew heavy, Su Wan Tong looked out of the window at the dark night, no longer reserved, pull the curtain on his body.

Perhaps too tired, less than a few minutes, Su Wan Tong issued a uniform breathing sound.

Ling Wanxing looks at her hazy sleeping face, props up and kisses her forehead.

Then gently hold her in his arms, and her dependence into sleep.

……

Two hours later, five thirty in the morning.

In the thin morning fog, a figure in a shirt came to the front door of the backyard Buddhist hall again.

This person, Ling Wanxing.

His knee is still painful and bruised.

But these can't be excuses and reasons to stop him.

In the cold winter, he fell on his knees again and knelt on the frosty ground.

Ling Wanxing is a man who does what he says!

He knelt down in front of the Buddhist hall again, and it was no surprise that he startled everyone.

When Su Wantong got the news, it was an hour later.

Because she was tired of taking care of Ling Wanxing yesterday, she had been sleeping heavily.

At this time, when she heard the news, she rushed to the Buddhist hall in a hurry, with disordered steps and flustered look.

His leg was swollen last night. If he knelt for another two hours today, he would not be able to stand it.

How stupid!