Chapter 319

Ancheng hospital.

The warm autumn afternoon sun, diffuse sprinkled on the pure snow-white bed, Mu Wan reclined and sat, quietly looking at the white paper in front of him, rustling down some handwriting.

"Qing'er, look what I'll bring you."

Gong Lichuan pushed the door with his lunch box. His voice was warm and moist, which was quite different from his usual voice.

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing was flustered for a moment.

She then hid the paper under the pillow, very far fetched to pull out a smile, "brother Lichuan."

Miyazawa noticed her little movements.

His eyebrows light frown, a pair of eyes also gradually become a little bit deeper from the warm, it seems to be insight.

"Qing'er, what are you writing about?"

"Writing songs."

Mu Wan tilted up her little face and showed a sweet and bright smile. Her lips were pink and bright.

She told Gong Lichuan that she wanted to write songs with pen and paper.

But Gong Lichuan's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he glanced at the pillow behind the girl with half doubt. His eyes were cool.

"Is it?" Gong Lichuan comes to Mu Wan gracefully and sits beside her bed.

He took out the lunch box, lifted the lid, and the aroma and steam of hand-made dumplings came to his face, which was mouth watering.

"Dumplings?" Mu Wanqing's eyes are slightly bright.

These days, Gong Lichuan only allows her to eat liquid food, so three meals a day are all kinds of porridge.

Mu Wanqing has been missing other delicacies for a long time.

"Try it." Miyagi chuckled, then took a pair of chopsticks, personally picked up a dumpling to pass.

Mu Wan shook his head. "I'll do it myself."

She took the dumpling and took a happy bite. The juice overflowed a little and she was so excited that she wanted to go to heaven.

"Good times, good times." Mu Wan tilted his mouth and said, "brother Lichuan, can I stop eating porridge in the future?"

She doesn't want porridge any more

No matter how delicious it is, I don't want to drink porridge any more.

"Listen to the doctor, eh?" Miyagi looked at her helplessly and fondly and rubbed her head.

Mu Wan pouts his lips.

She put another dumpling in her mouth and refused to let go after eating it.

I'm going to have porridge for dinner

"When you recover, I'll take you to eat all kinds of delicious food in the world. We can eat whatever we want." Miyazawa holding lunch box, slightly forced, "obedient."

Mu Wanqing reluctantly let go.

The empty lunch box was taken away by Miyazawa and thrown into a plastic bag.

He got up and left the ward to throw the garbage. Mu Wanqing immediately turned around and took out the white paper under the pillow.

She was about to change to a more secret place, but Gong Lichuan quickly disposed of the garbage. At this time, she suddenly turned back and took the paper from her hand.

"Brother Lichuan!"

Mu late tilts tightly to grasp the bed sheet under the body, a little nervous.

Gong Lichuan looked down at the words on the white paper. His eyebrows grew tighter and tighter. There was a little anger floating between his eyebrows.

"What is this?" He asked coldly.

Mu Wan tilts his head, and Wei chubaba grabs the sheet as if he wants to remove the thread.

Without hesitation, Miyazawa turned the white paper into a ball of paper, raised his hand and threw it downstairs from the window. He said coldly, "who allowed you to write a suicide note?"

My eyes are dim.

The slender and curly eyelashes trembled slightly. She bit her lower lip lightly. "Sooner or later Write about it all. "

While she still has strength.

What if it's too late?

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