Chapter 979： You are redemption (18)

"Uh, you heard all this?"

The young man was silent for two seconds, and then he suddenly laughed, his soft thin lips pulled out an ironic arc.

"Of course, do I look deaf?"

After these words were taken, the two middle-aged men couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Looking at this beautiful and unspeakable teenager, a strange fear appeared in my heart.

One of them became ashamed and said: "Get out of the way, what are you kid doing here?"

Jiang Xubai stared at him for two seconds with a cold voice.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course it is to add two more beds to the hospital."

Those two middle-aged men obviously didn't put Jiang Xubai's words in their eyes, jokes, are they two adults, are they afraid of a child with a big ass?

The two of them turned sideways and were about to walk past Jiang Xubai to the door.

However, they hadn't walked two steps before they suddenly saw a yellow sign "under repair, please do not break in" placed outside the toilet door. In the dimly lit toilet, the light is extinguished, and the corridor outside is very noisy, but no one comes into the toilet.

The two middle-aged men seemed to suddenly realize something and suddenly raised their heads to look at Jiang Xubai.

The boy pulled at the corners of his beautiful lips, his tongue pressed against his posterior molars, and said gloomily.

"Did I say you can go now?"

When Jiang Xubai thought of something, the smile from the corners of her lips disappeared suddenly, and she raised her eyebrows sternly: "She is very beautiful, but you shouldn't say it from your mouth."

Still in such a disgusting way.

...

Fu Yue came to the hospital as usual. She went to the market to buy half a chicken this morning. She went home and fiddled for a long time. Under the guidance of System 677, she kept checking the information and taught her step by step.

A pot of chicken soup is finally out.

Tongzi breathed a sigh of relief. It even reported the grams of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to the host, and he almost stretched out his arm to help her stew.

If I can't eat it this time.

It just... it serves the host!

Fu Yue took a spoon and tasted it, unexpectedly, the taste was not bad.

...

She carried chicken soup to the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, no surprise, Jiang Xubai sat on the bedside reading a book again, still reading the book that Fu Yue couldn't understand.

Fu Yue passed the thermos barrel in her hand, and then her eyes stayed on the young slender and white fingers.

There are several more bruises on it.

There was none yesterday.

Fu Yue frowned. She stretched out her hand to hold the young man's long fingers, lowered her head and asked: "What's the matter? How did it happen?"

Jiang Xubai retracted his hand like an electric shock.

He lowered his head and blinked his eyelashes: "Nothing, I accidentally knocked it."

He hid his hands behind his back, raised his beautiful eyes, smiled obediently at Fu Yue, and said, "It's really nothing, did you bring me chicken soup today... it smells good."

Jiang Xubai changed the subject.

Fu Yue nodded, "Yes, I cooked it myself, come on, try it. Don't tell me if it is not delicious, praise me more if it is delicious."

The boy couldn't help but laughed, "It must be delicious."

He paused for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "Why are you... why are you so good to me?"

So good that I want to seize this warmth.

Fu Yue glanced at him.

The young man's slender fingers couldn't help but clenched his heart, and he didn't know what he was nervous about.

"You look good, I see you pleasing to the eye, so I want to be nice to you."

Fu Yue's answer is always so heartless.