Chapter 86

Let me go

I took the spoon and was ready to drink, but I stopped at the last minute.

Maybe Qin Muyan's advice worked. At the last moment, I found my reason. Shengsheng restrained his desire for delicious food. He raised his face and asked the doctor in front of him, "can I drink my body?"

Mu Yifan put his hands in the pocket of the doctor's clothes and looked at me with a smile, "you can't drink it. Will I give it to you?"

Genius doctor said so, of course, I'm not polite. I took chicken soup and drank two small bowls in a row. Then I kneaded my stomach contentedly and said hello to Mu Yifan, who was chipping apples for me. "Doesn't it mean that my body can't eat greasy things?"

Mu Yifan carefully peeled the apple for me and said without raising his head, "it's chicken soup, but it's not greasy. I stew with the most nourishing old hen, skim the oil once every two hours, and add some Chinese herbal medicines to replenish qi and blood, so this chicken soup has no effect on your body. "

He looked at me with a smile in his eyes and said, "I've been addicted to you."

I was very moved. He said it lightly, but the tedious chicken soup is also a test of patience. This bowl of chicken soup can be said to be very thoughtful.

"Yifan, thanks..." before I finished my thanks, my mouth was blocked by an apple.

Mu Yifan looked at me with a warm smile on his face. It seemed that he was only joking, but his eyes couldn't restrain him. He asked, "happy face, I don't want to hear you say thank you."

I took the apple down and hung my head.

Aware that his tone was a bit out of place, he habitually pushed the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a light tone, "after all, we are friends! How can friends be so outspoken? "

I nodded and gave him a smile. "The chicken soup you made is very good. I like it very much."

In this way, it can be regarded as an expression of gratitude, right?

Mu Yifan also noticed my careful thinking, but to smile, "if you like..."

"No," I interrupted, "no matter how good some soup is

It suits me I have a point.

Mu Yifan was still smiling, as if he didn't understand me, "forget it. When you get well, there will be plenty of chicken soup. "

In the evening, Qin Muyan came to the hospital to have a meal with me. What's rare is that he brought Maodou with him.

"Mom!" As soon as Maodou saw me, a happy smile appeared on the small steamed bun's face, and he opened his hand to hold me.

Who knows, I just ran a few steps away, but I was caught by a big hand and couldn't run any more. I couldn't help laughing.

Maodou looked back at the man in a dark gray suit. His eyes were wet like black grapes. With grievances, his heart was soft. "Uncle Qin!"

"Your mother is not well yet. If you run over like this, it will hurt her." Qin Muyan did not move, even his hand did not leave the collar of Maodou, a "if you dare to run, I dare to hold you" posture.

Maodou's eyes looked at me and sipped his little mouth. "Well, I won't hold it. You release me quickly!" Obviously, I feel ashamed of being caught by the collar and unable to run.

I stretched out my hand to hold my son in my arms and glared at Qin Muyan, "my injuries are almost better. How can I be so delicate? It's OK to be hugged by Mao Dou. " Maodou is ready to nod his head in approval with a smile, but he shakes his head against his will under Qin Muyan's cold eyes. "Uncle Qin is right. Mother should take good care of her body ~"

Get my disdain eyes and Qin Muyan praise eyes each one.

"Why are you here today?" I raised my head and asked Qin Muyan.

Because I was hospitalized, Jiang Nan always went to my home to take care of Maodou. Usually, Maodou came to see me with Jiang Nan. Unexpectedly, today she was with Qin Muyan.

Qin Muyan was taking out the dinner he had bought. Without looking up, he said, "Jiang Nan is going to work overtime today. I have nothing to do, so I'll go to your house and pick up the beans for dinner."

Maodou broke free from my arms and set the meal with Qin Muyan. There was a kind of unspeakable noble spirit between his actions. I didn't know who was edifying him.

Although it was in the hospital, there was Qin Muyan who was so cold and speechless

However, due to the soft and cute of Maodou, the meal was quite warm.

After a meal, I took a walk with two men, one big and one small, and then went back to the ward.

Maodou was a child and recovered from a serious illness. When she returned to the ward, she fell asleep in an empty hospital bed next to me. Her white face was quiet and lovely under the soft light.

I pitifully wanted to cover his own quilt, but Qin Muyan stopped my hand and took out a small blanket from one side of the bag to wrap up Maodou's small body.

No wonder I keep looking at the bulging ones in that bag.

I didn't expect that Qin Muyan was such a careful man and brought the blanket that Mao Dou used to use.

Looking at Qin Muyan, who bent over to cover Maodou with a blanket under the light and didn't forget to tuck him in, I suddenly felt that he must be a good father in the future.

I don't know how to remember Ji Qing in my mind. I even began to imagine what they would look like if they had children.

It's hard to think about it.

Suddenly, Qin Muyan had sat at the end of my bed, his hands around his chest, his long legs supporting the ground at will, and his deep and condensed eyes were looking at me, "say it."

I didn't react for a moment, and asked, "what?"

Qin Mu Yan cold hum a, although not happy, but still cherish words such as gold to explain, "chicken soup."

His eyes like a wolf grabbed my face. My heart trembled. I almost felt that he had found something.

This man is unreasonable. If he knew that I had drunk chicken soup, he would not care what kind of chicken soup was skimmed with oil. He would only see it more and more strictly in the future.

Thinking of his face after he knew that I secretly drank chicken soup, I said, "what chicken soup?"

He stopped talking and looked at me coldly. I hung my head and dared not make complaints about him. I felt secretly guilty.

All of a sudden, he stood up, leaned over to me, and with an angry hand stretched out toward my face, I instinctively shrunk my head and closed my eyes.

Qin Muyan's big hand caught the withered stars in the vase next to me and threw them to the ground. Then he picked up Mao Dou and said, "I'll send Mao Dou back."

Before I could react, the silver gray figure disappeared behind the door of the ward.

I feel uneasy. Thinking of his look when he left and his cruel eyes when he threw away the stars, I can only secretly pray that he didn't find anything.