Chapter 681

After a long time, Li Xiaoxiao asked softly, "are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? "

"Yes."

She straightened up, carefully lifted him up and stuffed a pillow behind him: "is that ok? Is it uncomfortable? "

"Just right." He responded briefly.

Smell speech, Li Xiaoxiao turns to leave the ward to find Zhang adjutant, ask him to help prepare a little dinner.

After more than ten minutes, deputy Zhang delivered the dinner.

It's a light millet porridge and a few dishes.

Li Xiaoxiao set up a small table on the bed and arranged the food.

Si Mo City has been looking at her busy, hard face Pang Rou and a little bit.

Li Xiaoxiao saw that he didn't move, and gave him the millet porridge: "you eat a little bit, Zhang said you can't eat too greasy now

He didn't say a word, and slowly raised his hand to pick it up.

He's very slow and seems a little hard.

Li Xiaoxiao was a little distracted. He didn't know where he was hurt. He dropped his eyes and didn't make a sound.

I don't know how long, that pair of big hands will bowl in the past.

But the next moment, "bang.".

The bowl fell on the ground, and it happened that her hand had not yet time to take it back, and the tiny hot millet porridge spilled all over her hands.

The pupil of Si Mo Cheng shrinks slightly, big hand holds her tightly, because force is too strong, some light quiver.

"How about it?" He asked in a low voice, his voice flustered.

Li Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and felt the heat in her hands.

She looked up at his dark and frightening eyes. Her eyes were wide and she shook her head seriously and said, "it's OK, it's ok Don't worry... "

Si Mo Cheng sipped her lips and didn't make a sound. Her jaw was tight, so she had to be dragged to flush water.

But he just moved, on the forehead bean big perspiration then crackling down, the face also pale a few minutes.

Li Xiaoxiao's heart was tight, and he wiped his hands with paper. He said eagerly, "don't move. I'm really OK. It doesn't hurt at all."

He didn't look at her, looked up at the door: "Zhang Cheng!"

The voice just falls, Zhang adjutant then pushes the door to come in, the military posture is straight: "Colonel."

"Take her to the doctor, now." He spoke in a cold voice, even though he was wearing a patient's uniform, his momentum was still awe inspiring.

"I don't need it. I'm fine..."

Li Xiaoxiao tries to explain, but Si Mo City doesn't listen to her at all. He looks at her directly and can't refuse.

Besides, adjutant Zhang only obeyed his orders.

Li Xiaoxiao had to follow Zhang to see the doctor. It was not serious, but the back of her hot hand was a little red.

The doctor rubbed some ointment on her and wanted to bandage her.

Li Xiaoxiao frowned and refused. If he wrapped it up again, he would be more upset if he didn't know.

This small injury is nothing compared with his.

When she returned to the ward, Si Mo City still maintained the posture before, and was in a daze.

Li Xiaoxiao is about to clean up the spilled millet porridge. Adjutant Zhang is quick witted and grabs it first.

After he left, Li Xiaoxiao again filled a bowl of millet porridge from the heat preservation bucket. The sight of Si Mo City has been falling on the back of her slightly red hand, silent.

"You don't want to see it. It's really OK. It's going to have no feeling at all." She spoke to comfort him.

After filling the porridge, Li Xiaoxiao held the bowl and hesitated for a moment. I didn't know whether to hand it to him again.

But if you don't give it to him, do you want to feed it to him yourself?

There seems to be some Some are too intimate

Si Mo City seems to see her concern, deep voice mouth: "put on the table."