Shen Qingqing didn't hear it clearly for the first time, but for the second time she came close to hear it. Regardless of the injury on her knee, she immediately trotted to take a disposable cup to the water dispenser to get water. Half a cup of boiled water and half a cup of cold water were mixed together, and the temperature was just right for the entrance.

She went back to the bed and squatted down, facing the injured person, her voice unconsciously became very gentle, "President Jiang, the water is coming."

"Thank you." Jiang Fengming opens his eyes weakly and tears out a weak smile. It's fleeting. He immediately reaches out to get water, but he has no strength to lift his arm.

He was injured on his back and had to lie on his stomach. Now there is no straw. Drinking water has become a very difficult thing.

Shen Qingqing looks at the man who has been hurt in front of her. She thinks that she wants to find someone to take care of him. She really has no conscience.

"Wait a minute, I'll feed you."

Shen Qingqing stood up, sat down on the edge of the bed, let Jiang Fengming's head rest on her leg, a higher posture will not choke, but also easy to drink some, and then carefully feed a little.

"Be careful, don't choke." Her movements are as gentle as taking care of a baby.

Jiang Fengming felt much more comfortable after drinking water. He had never been so close to a woman other than his mother. This kind of feeling made a ripple in his heart.

He could not help whispering, "if only time could stop at this moment."

Shen Qingqing didn't hear it clearly. She went down and asked, "Mr. Jiang, what did you just say? Is there something wrong? I'm sorry I didn't hear you

With guilt in her heart, she regards Jiang Fengming as a patient who needs to be taken care of carefully. Her body naturally exudes a warm and soft smell, which makes people feel close.

This gentle and elegant, but also her original delicate face set off more beautiful, people can not move their eyes.

Jiang Fengming can see God, looking at the beautiful face close at hand.

Shen Qingqing was uncomfortable with him. "Mr. Jiang, I'll call the doctor to come and have a look. Your wound has a high fever due to hair dyeing. It's very serious."

"Don't go. There's a call at the head of the bed." The river breeze calls back to the spirit, and the eyes hang down to cover the cramped flash.

In fact, the atmosphere was a little strange. Shen Qingqing wanted to avoid it for a while. Wen Yan laughed awkwardly, "look at my memory, I forgot it."

Then she gently lifted him to the pillow and rang for the doctor.

After the doctor came to see her, her expression was still very dignified. She told her to take good care of her parents, especially at night. She was likely to have a fever. If she didn't find it in time, it would be very dangerous.

Shen Qingqing nodded solemnly, remembering that she almost stayed in front of the bed in addition to going to the supermarket in the hospital to buy a spoon and go to the toilet.

This whole day, Jiang Fengming seldom wakes up when he is sober. He is thirsty or painful when he wakes up. He is not sober enough. He has to feed water with a spoon, and he hasn't eaten a mouthful of food.

Seeing that he was suffering from such a big crime, Shen Qingqing never thought of going back to s city in a hurry. No matter what, she had to take care of him until he could take care of himself.

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s City, old house of Shen family.

Leng Shaoheng went back to the company to deal with the delayed emergency. She didn't go back until more than seven o'clock in the evening. Xiaolin had just finished the meal and brought it to the table. The air was full of tempting aroma.

"Dad, grandfather said you went to save mummy. What happened to mummy? Why did you come back with you? Did she have an accident?" Lengyanmo ran to grab his arm, and his face was full of tension.

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