Hearing this, Song Qingyu glanced at Mo Beiyan again, her eyes were inexhaustible, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking, but she could judge it. It was definitely not a good thing!
Mo Beiyan only felt a sting in his heart, and his eyes were even colder: "Get out!"
Long Xiaojiu: "..."
He went out aggrieved, but he hasn't finished speaking yet!
Mo Beiyan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but Song Qingyu didn't ask anything, he couldn't say anything, and reached out and opened the breakfast bag.
There are Chinese and Western styles, and a bowl of light lean meat porridge for Song Qingyu.
He didn't care to eat it himself, and brought out the lean meat porridge.
Song Qingyu looked at him, and saw that his hand shrank very quickly, and it was almost dazzling soon. But Song Qingyu happened to see it.
It looks like he was scalded...
This action has some cuteness inexplicably. She couldn't help but want to laugh.
"It's a bit hot, you will eat later." Mo Beiyan looked at her, his voice was low and gentle, and quite natural.
It can be said that Song Qingyu has seen many aspects of Mo Beiyan, but this aspect is still rare. She said lightly: "I'm not very hungry, you can eat first."
Mo Beiyan carefully observed her face, and did not listen to her words to eat first, but said the plan in the last few days: "You may not be in good spirits in these two days, you are weak, and you are not suitable for playing mobile phones. I let Lilian on mobile phones. I'll make it up for you, and you can use it when you go back. If you are bored these two days, you can use my notebook to chase the drama or something."
With that, he took his notebook and put it on the small table.
Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "I have to stay here for two more days?"
"Don't need it? You still need to observe your situation!" Mo Beiyan's expression gradually became severe. If you refused to be honest, I would just... mean.
**Naked threat!
But Song Qingyu was scared of him. At this time, she was sick, and she just turned over to take the charge!
"I want to go back to Jiangcheng!"
"What?" Mo Beiyan was taken aback. Immediately a little angry, this little fox really provoked him!
Song Qingyu looked into his eyes and said with certainty: "I don't want to stay in Haicheng and be hospitalized. I am unfamiliar with the place in my life. I feel empty in my heart and feel insecure!"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
A word left empty in her heart, coupled with her righteous tone, felt like she was acting like a baby, but Mo Beiyan couldn't bear to continue to force her to stay.
He frowned, but he couldn't agree to let her return to Jiangcheng immediately: "When the doctor says you can leave, you will be discharged and return to Jiangcheng!"
Song Qingyu flattened his mouth, said nothing, and opened his notebook.
This man's laptop is as rigid and boring as he is. He doesn't even have a stylish video player, only the system comes with it for watching videos needed for work.
Of course, there is no music player or some fashionable software.
The desktop is the classic original desktop. I guess he doesn't bother to change it at all. He just picked an eye-protecting green desktop.
In order to feel unpleasant, Song Qing downloaded him a video player and a music player in annoyance, changed his desktop, and even changed a lot of icons!
Seeing her movements, Mo Beiyan couldn't laugh or cry.
However, she finally had the side of a little girl, and he was relieved in his heart and ignored her.
The porridge was blown cold after a while, and he took a bite and brought it to her mouth: "Eat."
Song Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, looked down at his right hand using the mouse, and said, "I can eat by myself."
She hangs a little bit on her left hand, but her right hand is fine!
"Aren't you busy? Hurry up and eat." Mo Beiyan was very patient, and the spoon was always placed by Song Qingyu's mouth, as if he would keep it if she didn't eat it.
Seeing that the porridge water was about to drip onto the quilt, Song Qingyu had to open his mouth and was defeated by his persistence.
It is estimated that Uncle Mo has never served people like this in his life!
"You play on the computer and I will feed you."
Mo Beiyan's attitude of feeding her porridge was natural, but his movements were still quite stiff. It was obvious that he had never taken care of others. However, Song Qingyu wanted to eat for himself several times, but he refused, and even felt addicted to feeding.
Mainly because, at this time, he felt that Song Qingyu was also a very weak little girl who needed someone to take care of. Second, of course, taking care of your own woman is also a pleasure. Uncle Mo enjoys this feeling very much.
Of course, Song Qingyu couldn't feel this.
Even if she was taken care of, she would be oppressed by the power, so she refused to accept it. However, even if you refuse to accept it, you can't resist power!
After Song Qingyu finished the porridge, Mo Beiyan ate his own breakfast. She found a movie and leaned on the pillow to watch.
And Mo Beiyan was eating breakfast while sending and receiving emails with his mobile phone.
Song Qingyu glanced at him, and the man's serious work profile was amazing. If he put aside the domineering full-time job in his bones, he was really a man who really moved her heart.
Especially, he brought a little warm tone at this time!
Mo Beiyan was very busy. His cell phone kept ringing for the rest of the time. He walked out after a while and came back later.
Song Qingyu guessed that he should be approached by Long Xiaojiu for work, and he called him through Long Xiaojiu, and then he went out to explain to Long Xiaojiu how to deal with the work.
"Really unnecessary!" Song Qingyu thought the movie was a bit boring.
She is not stupid. Why can't she tell that Mo Beiyan actually doesn't want to call her in the ward? Let Long Xiaojiu come in and worry about what Long Xiaojiu said she was unhappy, but in order to take care of her nearby, he refused to stay outside and work.
After thinking a lot in my heart, Song Qingyu turned off the computer, and when Mo Beiyan came in again, she said, "I want to leave the hospital!"
Mo Beiyan was taken aback for a moment: "Isn't there a computer to play, and I still feel bored?"
"No, I'm leaving the hospital!" Song Qingyu looked at him reluctantly and insisted.
Mo Beiyan was stunned for a moment and then came back to his senses, sitting next to her, intending to persuade her with all his heart.
But Song Qingyu didn't give him a chance to speak at all: "If you don't let me discharge from the hospital, I will give up treatment and get the needle drawn!"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
Song Qingyu at this time was like a little girl arguing for candy, very willful, her slightly pale lips pouted and her eyes widened. This threat is actually not at all.
But Mo Beiyan felt very fresh, and his heart suddenly became soft.
The corners of his eyes were helpless, and he said, "Qing Yu, it is impossible for you to be discharged from the hospital now, you know?"
"I don't care!" Song Qingyu opened his mouth like this.