Chapter 585

\"Fortunately, there is only a slight crack on the spine, so it won't be a problem after a period of rest. \"

Qiao Han was relieved and looked at the closed door." did he sleep? \"

" well, it's hard to close your eyes. \"Dr. Song saw the injury on Qiao Han's hand." come on, madam, sit down first and help you dress up the injury on your wrist a little. Otherwise, if you wake up and see it, you may have to get angry. \"

Qiao Han originally wanted to see Ji Yi, but he was worried that it would disturb him, so he had to give up and sit down on the sofa. Doctor Ren put good medicine on his wrist and wrapped several layers of gauze.

After dressing, Qiao Han carefully packed everything in the kitchen, and soon filled the refrigerator.

Then, wash your hands and start cooking porridge.

\"Ma'am, when your husband wakes up, remember to remind him to take the medicine. I've marked the medicine and put it on the head of the bed. \"The doctor is standing at the kitchen door with the medicine box.

Qiao Han quickly turned on the tap and said, "are you going? \"

" well. It's said that there are many brothers injured in the organization. They need help. Don't worry, sir. It won't be a big problem here. If there is any change, please call me in time, and I'll come right away. Mr. bath these things to the wife, do not touch the wound. I'll come and change the gauze for my husband these two days. \"

" OK. Thank you. \"

" this is my job. \"Doctor song smiles and bends over to change his shoes. Mo Guangji went out and explained to Qiao Han: "I'll send him back to the organization. \"

" well. be safe. \"

both of them left, leaving Qiao Han and Ji Yi upstairs.

She turned down the fire on the stove slightly, and then called Qianqiu to report her safety.

I didn't say these thrilling things. I just said that I was with Ji Yi. Qianqiu thought that they were reunited, only in the ambiguous smile.

The porridge on the fire has been cooked. Qiao Han turns off the fire and pours the porridge into the thermos.

Her movements are still a little raw.

Over the years, she really has few opportunities to cook.

Before she got married, her parents hurt her to the bone, and seldom let her cook. After she married Ji Yi, she never touched yangchunshui.

The last time I cooked, it was really the one in Nangong

But the mood was different.

Light happiness is a wonderful feeling. She thought, maybe this is the real feeling between ordinary couples.

Unfortunately

She and Ji Yi The divorce agreement has been signed

Eye color, slightly dark. But the next second, and pull out a smile.

What does it matter? She can try to repair this broken relationship, can't she?

Once upon a time, he was giving, but now If it were her

Carrying porridge, she went upstairs with light steps and pushed open the door of the room. In the air, Ji Yi's mature breath was accompanied by a pungent smell of blood.

His slightly heavy breathing showed the pain he was suppressing at the moment.

Qiao Han first put porridge on the head of the bed, and then turned on the exhaust machine to let the air circulate.

Ji Yi still didn't wake up. He was lying prone on the bed, his handsome eyebrows locked tightly, and his resolute face was tight, but he was still calm.

Because he was still feverish, his pale face was a bit of abnormal red, and his long curly eyelashes were hanging lightly, which made him feel weak.

Ji Yi, like this, has collected the daunting domineering spirit and sharp edge of the past. She looks so fragile that it hurts

Qiao Xiaohan squatted on one side, quietly waiting for him.

For the rest of her life, she was physically and mentally exhausted, but she did not dare to close her eyes and fall asleep for fear that he would suddenly wake up.

He had a deep sleep, and it was not until late at night that his fingers on the edge of the bed moved slightly.

\"Ji Yi? \"

the soft voice, with a sense, rang in his ear.

He frowned, so gentle call, as if only in a dream will appear.

\"Are you better? \"A pair of warm hands, gently covering his forehead. With tenderness and affection that he could not resist.

His brow, for a moment, wrinkled deeper

Tight tight eyes, hard to break her hand, but that pity and can't bear but like a continuous dense net, will he wrapped almost breathless.

\"You must be thirsty. I'll get you a glass of water. \"She whispered and turned to pour the water.

He opened his eyes difficultly, his eyes were cold.

Qiao Han is squatting down, moistening his fingers with water, cautiously points on his lips, but he is surprised by his eyes.

Heart, a burst of shock, faintly astringent.

Sober up, he regained the coldness of that night, which was thousands of miles away

\"I'm not thirsty. \"Coldly, thin lips took the initiative to withdraw her fingers and refused her kindness.

He will no longer sink in her tenderness.Because, no one can guarantee that such tenderness will stop suddenly one day, and eventually make him embarrassed.

Such capricious love, he really would rather not.

By his refusal, Qiao Han's fingers awkwardly in the air, opened his lips, wanted to say something, but was choked by his cold eyes.

\"You go. \"He suddenly opened his mouth and drove her away.

The tip of the nose, a burst of acerbity.

Originally, he really began to hate her I don't even want to see her at a glance

This kind of feeling, really bad!

\"Don't you want porridge? I've cooked it. Here, I'll feed you. \"The tone, gentle and patient, is like coaxing a bad child.

She doesn't want to give up and can't give up, even if his attitude is so cold

Try to smile, eyes are flashing tears, chest really pain

Shaking hands, not skilled will pour porridge from the thermos into a small bowl.

Looking at the stubborn figure, Ji Yi is in a trance. This kind of picture, once dreamed many times, has not really realized

But now

She turned around with porridge, soft eyes gently on him, but the bottom of his eyes is already a haze.

\"I may not be very good at cooking. Try it first. If not, I'll do it again. \"She took a spoon and put it to his lips.

Clear and flashing tears of the eyes, with a bit like a child's expectations, let him slightly trance.

So patient she, he can't move, just feel ridiculous.

Why are you willing to work for him all of a sudden?

Because he just saved her, so she felt uneasy? Or is it compassion?

It's funny.

He thought that her overflowing sympathy was only aimed at Gu Yunxiao.

\"Are you going to leave after drinking it? \"He won't allow himself to be stupid any more.

\"You drink it first, and we'll discuss it after that. \"She tried hard to keep her tone from leaking out.

But he tightly pursed lips, staring at her, did not cooperate.

Obviously

This time, her cheating has no use to him

\"We're over, Jon. \"I reminded her without expression.

When they signed that agreement, they were two parallel lines that would never intersect again.

Her tired face, pale to some ugly, finally, she gently put down the hands of porridge.

He bowed his head, closed his eyes, collected the fog and discomfort at the bottom of his eyes, then raised his face and gave a smile, "I'll wipe your body first. I must sweat a lot when I have a high fever. \"

Ji Yi frowned.

Does this woman know that he is driving her away?

Obviously, she didn't know!

Not paying attention to his refusal, she took the newly bought towel, whirled into the bathroom and quickly came out with a basin of hot water.

The hot air filled her foggy eyes, where there was a faint smile, which almost dazzled him.

Ji Yi's vision pauses slightly on her wrist wrapped with gauze, and Junlang's eyebrows close.

But, after all, he just cold side face, too lazy to pay attention to her.

With a light back, the sheet was gently lifted by her, and his bare back wrapped in gauze was exposed in the air.

Hot and humid towel, carefully skimmed his skin, warm a little penetration, but the heart is always cold.

Some injuries, once engraved in the heart, are really difficult to make up for

Coldly clasped her hand and motioned her to stop.

She just gently pulled back her hand from his big hand and continued her work.

He'll hold on, she'll pull away.

So over and over again, no one ever spoke, so they stood up quietly.

She's cheating again

He didn't want to consume his little physical strength any more, so he closed his eyes indifferently and didn't look at her any more.

Zheng Zheng's looking at his chilly back, Qiao Han's smile on the small face, this just a little bit pale.

She was never strong

Disguised smile, really hard, so uncomfortable, smile eyes are sour

But what's more painful is

She has been completely abandoned by him.

Once faced with his own heart, he has definitely taken it back, and Lock it with force

It turns out that's the taste

Once upon a time, when he was abandoned by himself, what he suffered was such suffering, but he was willing to stick to it for so many years, and even patiently tolerated all her Renxing

He didn't want to see her, and he didn't want to talk to her at all, so She chose to be quiet

After wiping his body, the porridge on one side of the table was cold.From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look Indifference, like to her

Qiao Han sucks his nose, tells himself it's OK, and carefully puts the porridge back into the thermos.

Heat it up later. Maybe he will have an appetite when he wakes up next time

After everything was cleared up, she finally opened the door, gave him a sentimental look, gently turned off the light for him and went out

The room fell into darkness. The faint fragrance dissipated with her steps.

Lost, irrepressible sink into the heart.

Looking out of the window, Ji Yi opens her eyes.

It seems to snow outside, even if there is no moonlight, it can shine a little white.

She Should really leave?

That's right! Never, she is not a patient girl - especially to him, so how could she have patience to stay after being so coldly rejected by him?

That's fine.

Originally, they really should not have intersection.

Ignoring the constant pain in his chest, he closed his eyes again and went to sleep.

My heart is cold

I'm a little tired.

Qiao Han curled up in the sofa, turned on the TV and muted the sound.

In fact, she didn't care to watch what was on TV. She just wanted the color of the TV screen to shine on the whole lonely hall.

In this way, at least she can comfort herself. In fact, she is not so lonely.

Looking up, I can't help reddening my eyes