Hearing the movement, the sick man naturally raised his head and looked over.
Probably because he didn't expect Chi Huan to appear, a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes, but it passed by so quickly that it was almost impossible to catch it, and he said in a low voice, "Huan Huan." "
Chi Huan was holding a mint green handbag in his hand. He didn't go in immediately. He still had long boots on his feet and stood at the door, looking at him quietly with a pair of black and white eyes.
Mo Shiqian looked at her with a hint of helplessness on his handsome face, "What are you doing standing at the door? Come in."
Then she raised her feet and walked in.
An Ke did not go in with her, but quietly closed the door and waited outside the hospital bed.
Chi Huan walked to the hospital bed, put down his bag, and then sat down in the chair beside him.
She lowered her eyes, not looking at him, let alone talking to him.
There was a brief silence in the ward.
The man stared at her for a long time, then leaned forward to her, "Huanhuan," his voice was as low and deep as ever, "Are you angry with me?"
Chi Huan raised his head and looked at him, twitching his lips and said, "No."
She thought of Song Shu's helpless expression when he talked to her, although she didn't know whether it was true or false, or whether it was mixed with some truth or falsehood.
He was helpless when he saw her just now.
She actually felt helpless.
He reached out and touched her face, "Who told you?"
Chi Huan smiled lightly and said, "Oh, Miss Song told me."
Hearing what she said, Mo Shiqian smiled a little, "When she told you, she should have asked you to promise her not to tell me?"
Chi Huan casually said, "Oh, she said it, but I don't remember that I agreed."
Mo Shiqian looked at her attitude and frowned, "Huanhuan..."
Her black and white eyes looked at him closer, "Say."
"If you're unhappy, you can lose your temper, but don't do this, eh?"
Not to mention before Chi An fell off the horse, even during the time she was with him, she would express her temper directly when she was unhappy.
He was used to that kind of Chi Huan, or in other words, that was the normal Chi Huan.
Chi Huan asked, "Do you think I'm unhappy?"
"Huanhuan..."
"If you knew I would be unhappy from the beginning, why did you do this?"
They looked at each other and said nothing for a while.
After a long time, Mo Shiqian explained in a low voice, "I can't get out of bed now. It doesn't make any difference whether I'm in the hospital or in prison. Instead of doing that, I'd rather you think that I've been in prison - I originally planned to wait until the wound is almost healed." , I’ll go find you.”
"no difference?"
Chi Huan repeated the four words he said, with a smile on his delicate face, but tears seemed to be shining in his eyes, "For you, there is no difference?"
If she could see him every day, it wouldn't make a difference—
Doesn't it make a difference that she can take care of him
Or is there no difference between her care and Song Shu's care for him
Mo Shiqian's brows furrowed even more. He stretched out his hand to pull her from the chair to her chest, then leaned over and hugged her.
The man's chin rested on her shoulder, his breath and lips sprayed on her ear as he spoke, and his voice became lower and hoarse, "I don't want you to know this, Huanhuan, he spends so much money." The cost and effort are just to stimulate you and put pressure on you... If I were asked to choose again, I still wouldn't tell you."
Chi Huan closed his eyes and had nothing to say.
What could she say
He was hurt all because of her, and he chose to do this because he felt she couldn't bear it—
Maybe she really couldn't bear it.
She was silent in his arms, and Mo Shiqian was a little flustered for no reason, "Huanhuan, don't be silent."
Chi Huan raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch. It was already past ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock.
"What do you usually eat for lunch? I'll get it for you."
"Just buy some nearby."
Chi Huan gently pushed his hand away, then stood up from the bed and said calmly, "I don't think Miss Song will just buy it for you nearby."
The man's eyebrows were still furrowed, "She said she asked a specialized health chef to make it." After a moment of pause, he added, "She didn't make it herself. She doesn't know how to cook."
He originally didn't care about these things, whether he bought it or made it by a chef or who made it, food was just food.
But she had broken up once before because of Ji Yu's incident, which he hadn't forgotten. She didn't like him eating food cooked by other women.
Chi Huan originally thought that what Song Shu did was Song Shu's doing. Since he had the opportunity to "take care of", he naturally had to show his sincerity.
A woman like Song Shu would obviously not let go of such a good opportunity.
She tilted her head, half-smiling, "It seems you have deepened your understanding of each other these days. You also know whether she can cook."
Mo Shiqian frowned even more, but he still explained calmly, "When she brought me food on the first day, I told her that I wouldn't eat it if she made it with her own hands. She said she wouldn't. If you know how to cook, you have to hire someone to do it.”
When he said this, Chi Huande felt somewhat comfortable.
"Do you want to continue eating the food made by the chef Miss Song invited, or something else?"
"Everything is the same, just don't be angry."
Chi Huan looked at him.
He seemed to know that asking Song Shu to take care of him made her unhappy, so he had told her several times today not to be angry.
She pursed her lips and asked, "How is your injury?"
He answered quickly, "Broken bone, rest until the wound heals and then everything will be fine."
This answer was almost exactly as she imagined.
Chi Huan closed his eyes, suppressed those complicated thoughts, and said softly, "You have a rest for a while, An Ke and I will go home to buy some food to replenish the body, let the chef at home prepare it, and then I will Send it to you."
Mo Shiqian looked at her and said, "No need to go to such trouble, just take Anke to a nearby hotel or restaurant to buy some."
"It's not troublesome," she said calmly, "the doctors and nurses here all think that Song Shu is your girlfriend. If she can even hire a special chef to supplement your nutrition, and I can just buy some casually nearby, then even me You have to think that she might be more suitable to be your girlfriend."
"Let An Ke go back, and you stay here with me."
"I won't accompany you."
Chi Huan had already picked up the bag again, "You were hurt because of me, and you didn't tell me because of me, so I can't lose my temper with you, but I'm just unhappy if I'm unhappy. I don't want to care about you now, not to mention that these days, without me, Aren’t you adaptable too?”
After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the ward.