Chapter 1202

When Zhan Yeling heard her words, his heart tightened, but he chose to agree with her: "When can I do it?"

Even forget about him, forget about the children, forget about everything.

Zhan Yeling didn't mind either.

As long as Shimao can live comfortably.

If only she wasn't in such pain anymore.

Seeing Shi Miao in such pain made Zhan Yeling feel bad too.

Shi Xiaomei said: "If this hypnosis of erasing and erasing memories is really done, I still can't decide. I'm going to ask my father."

The reason why Shi Xiaomei was able to make this suggestion is because she has full confidence in this method, and she can also use her good hypnotism to seal up Shi Meow's memory.

But she is not the head of the Shi family.

Even if Shimiao herself agrees, she can't do it without authorization.

"Okay, I'll go with you to tell Mr. Shi." Zhan Yeling was firm.

Seeing how uncomfortable Shimiao was after a headache attack, how unbearable the pain was, he would never see Shimiao in such pain again.

Shi Miao heard the conversation between the two of them.

But she lowered her head and said nothing.

Although she didn't make a sound, her hands tightly pinched the bed sheet, which showed the entanglement in her heart.

Fengying's death really hit her too hard. Whenever she thought of Fengying, she would not be able to control herself, and her sadness flowed like a river.

If you forget it, it won't be so painful, so it's better to forget it.

Next, the doctor came over and treated Zhan Yeling's bite.

The bodyguard delivered the porridge from Moxiangfang to the ward.

Zhan Yeling asked Shi Miao to sit on the bed, and he sat beside him, gently feeding her porridge.

He brought it to her mouth one spoon at a time, and watched her eat it mouthful, so he was relieved.

The headache was already tormenting her so much, if she didn't eat something, she would feel even more uncomfortable, and her body would not be able to bear it.

When Shi Xiaomei saw Zhan Yeling taking care of Shi Miao so carefully, it was unnecessary for her to stand in the ward, so she turned around and left.

Zhan Yeling looked at Shi Miao, with distressed and worried eyes: "After eating, sleep well and don't think about anything, okay?"

His low magnetic voice is as gentle as spring water.

After Shi Miao finished the last mouthful of porridge, she looked at Zhan Yeling indifferently, and asked, "What kind of porridge is this? It tastes so different?"

In Z country before, Zhan Yeling gave her such porridge to drink. At that time, she still felt that he had bad intentions.

I never asked him, where did this porridge come from, why does a bowl of porridge that looks ordinary taste much more delicious than ordinary porridge?

Zhan Yeling's pretty lips twitched slightly, and said to her: "If you like to eat, I will often buy it for you in the future."

often?

Shi Miao looked at him in a daze, not understanding what he meant by the word.

Will he often go to Shi's house to see her in the future?

"Okay, don't think too much, you can go to sleep first." Zhan Yeling put the bowl on the table, came forward, put his arms behind her, hugged her gently, let her lie down, and then sleep.

When he bent over and made her lie flat, her chest was very close to her face, and she could clearly smell the clean masculine breath from him, mixed with the smell of mint shower gel.

Through the fabric, she could also see the looming, strong muscle lines.

The whole body is filled with the breath of male hormones.

Her involuntary heartbeat began to speed up again.

That kind of inexplicable feeling came to my heart for no reason.

Let her panic.