Chapter 270

He, he, he?

She didn't expect him to have such a serious injury. Obviously, she just kicked him on the wound. No wonder he hurt like that.

Some vague and trivial fragments rushed into her mind. It seemed that someone was shooting into his body cavity after cavity... Her head was in severe pain. She looked at him pale on the hospital bed, covered her head and turned and rushed out of the ward.

What the hell is going on? Since he appeared, she always had the illusion that she felt familiar with him, but she couldn't remember where they had met and what intersection they had.

A man wandered outside for a long time, but she still didn't have a clue. She returned to the ward with a headache and found that he didn't wake up. Because it was late, Long Yi took her home first.

At work the next day, she was listless all morning. She always felt like something was tickling her heart. When she had a rest at noon, she called Long Yi and learned that he was still recuperating in the hospital.

After hesitating for a long time, she still took a taxi to the hospital and bought some fruit at the door of the hospital. She came to his ward carefully, and some emotion that had been scratching her heart suddenly disappeared.

Originally, that kind of inexplicable emotion is called worry.

He was leaning on the head of the bed and focused on the documents in his hand. The blue and white medical clothes were worn out by him with a clear and handsome temperament. She looked at the mountains of documents piled in front of him and couldn't help frowning slightly. He was too desperate. People were living in the hospital and still working like this?

As soon as the Dragon saw her coming, he smiled at her vaguely, and then turned to go out.

He lives in the luxury ward of the hospital. The degree of luxury is comparable to a small suite. As soon as long left, there were only two people left in the huge room, he and she. The atmosphere was quiet and strange. She always felt that she had been designed.

He had been busy working and didn't seem to notice her. She stood there awkwardly and put the fruit on the table. She glanced at him awkwardly,

"That..."

However, he interrupted her before she finished,

"Come on! Help me peel an apple!"

He looked at the head of the document in his hand and ordered without lifting it.

"Well..."

She looked down at the fruit in her hand. How did he know she had bought an apple? Does he have perspective eyes?

In fact, from the second she entered the ward, he noticed her. Where she was, there was always room for her in his sight. Looking at the documents attentively was just a means for him to hide himself. He just wanted to... Wait for her to approach.

His coma last night was real, because he was too tired, physically and mentally too tired. But today he still stays in the hospital, which is his play.

My autumn leaf, if I hadn't played this bitter meat trick, how could you come so close to me so easily? I know I used your kindness. I'm mean, but no matter how mean, it's just because I love you.

Hearing his orders to peel apples, Qiuye was very angry. She was not his person. Why did he order her so overbearing? She just kicked him. Did he treat her as an old mother? I knew she would not have been so kind to visit him.

But looking at his busy appearance, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to sit by the bed with her mouth, took the knife and cut it angrily. She seemed to regard the apple as him. She cut it so hard every time, as if she was cutting him hard.

Who knows, he grabbed the apple in her hand as soon as she cut it in half. He stared at her and said angrily,

"Why are you so stupid? It takes half a day to peel an apple!"

She sat there, watching his slender fingers pinch the apple and cut it quickly. Soon the red apple was cut, round, exquisite and flawless. She couldn't imagine that a man could cut the apple so delicately, which made people want to eat at a glance.

He reached out to her and she waved her hand,

"No, you can eat it yourself!"

Isn't he going to eat apples himself? What's the matter with him giving her apples?

He suddenly sank his face and ordered fiercely,

"Let you eat, why so much nonsense!"

When she took the apple, she accidentally caught a glimpse of his dark eyes burning with expectation. Like a child, a corner suddenly melted somewhere in her heart. In fact, his awkward appearance was not so hateful, but some... Er... Cute!

She kneaded the apple and sat quietly eating with her head down. She was as pleasant as a clever primary school student. Maybe it was because of pregnancy. Her simple little face exuded a kind of maternal peace.

He looked at her greedily, unwilling to look away. His eyes crossed her eyebrows little by little. This was the first time in several months that he looked at her so close. His heart missed her like an avalanche. His big hand stretched out involuntarily and wanted to touch the real her.

"Oh, by the way, uncle, how's the injury on your leg --"

Autumn leaf was eating an apple and suddenly remembered her purpose of coming here. She raised her eyes as she said, but she suddenly stared at his hand stretched out in the air and her missing black eyes.

He looked away awkwardly. His big hand in the air turned to the table, took an apple and peeled it himself. She opened her mouth and finally said nothing.

The atmosphere in the ward fell into silence again. She didn't know what to say. She ate the apple without a bite, and he didn't speak. The two people got along in silence. There was a warm and peaceful factor flowing in the air. Everything seemed to have happened naturally.

In such a large ward, she only heard the sound of eating apples and the sound of him scraping the peel. After cutting the apples, he glanced at her bulging belly and spoke hard,

"The baby in the belly... Good or not?"

"Well, very good!"

Speaking of the baby, she suddenly came to the spirit, and her little face was stained with a bright light.

He still remembered that when she was pregnant, she vomited badly and was tortured by Xue Yao. He didn't dare to expect her to keep their children.

But now her face was ruddy and her spirit was good. Seeing that she and their baby were so healthy and happy, he suddenly felt that the injuries and sins he had suffered were nothing at all.

If history repeats itself, as long as she and her baby are safe and healthy, he still thinks he will save her without hesitation. Now he even thinks that it doesn't matter if she can't remember him forever. He will silently stand by her and watch her and her children live a happy life.

However, the thought that she had not been with her in the three hardest months of pregnancy suddenly made her sad. Autumn leaf, my autumn leaf! How can I compensate you for all this?

She kept talking with a smile, and he leaned there, listening quietly and seriously, with a spoiled smile on his face.

Then when she said that her mouth was dry, he would timely hand her the water next to her. She took it impolitely and drank it. Everything was so natural that it seemed that she had long been used to his care.

After drinking, she realized something was wrong, quickly put the water back on the table with a dry smile, and then lowered her head to look at him. His heart is happy, it seems that she still has some dependence on him, otherwise she wouldn't be unprepared for him.

So, if he took time, he thought she would slowly think of him. At the thought of this, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, evoking a gentle smile,

"Did you check whether it was a man or a woman?"

"Why check?"

She pouted unhappily,

"I don't want to check. I like both men and women!"

At this point, she seemed to think of something, raised her little hand, touched her round stomach, and said with longing on her face,

"In fact, I still want a daughter. It's as beautiful and lovely as Helan. How lovely it is!"

As soon as she thought of Mulan baby of Mu Zi's family, her heart was soft and could drip water. Her big black eyes like black grapes seemed to be able to speak. Coupled with her small pink face, people couldn't help but want to kiss at first sight.

"Who is Helan?"

He asked with a frown.