She raised her hand and wiped it casually, and nodded vigorously, "Well, it's me. It's me, Li Han, do you hurt?"
Severe cold showed a weak smile, "It doesn't hurt."
"Why doesn't it hurt?" Shang Yinran shed tears again, "You are injured, why doesn't it hurt? You scared me to death, scared me to death."
Throwing into his arms, she cried loudly.
Yan Lihan was holding one hand by her, and the other hand was the injured arm, and he couldn't lift her up to hug her.
That’s all, let her cry.
"Okay, okay, Yinyin, don't cry."
He endured the pain and said to her.
He really doesn't hurt if she feels so distressed.
Does this count as a blessing in disguise
I dare not deliberately ask if they have reconciled as before.
Now that's good.
When sleeping at night, Severe Han insisted that Shang Yinran and him sleep in the same bed.
Shang Yinran was afraid of touching his wounds, coupled with his shyness, he did not agree.
Later, regardless of the stern cold and windy over and over again, the escort who lay on the side directly with his clothes.
Night fell, because it was a hospital, and it was exceptionally quiet.
In the ward, the two people breathed lightly and shallowly.
In the dark night, Shang Yinran lay down in the direction of Severe Cold, resting his arm and condensing him.
His profile and body were a little unclear, but she could clearly brand it in her mind.
"Yinyin, are you asleep?"
Suddenly, a severe cold voice came.
Shang Yinran quickly sat up, "I didn't sleep, what's the matter? The wound hurts?"
"It doesn't hurt," Yan Lihan said, turning his head to look at her, "I can't sleep a bit."
Shang Yinran stepped down from the escort, walked over, and sat beside him.
"Do you want to speak with you?"
Severe Han's lips twitched and said, "I want to hear you sing."
"what?"
Shang Yinran was surprised, "Sing, sing?"
"Hurry up." Seeing that she hadn't started yet, he urged.
Shang Yinran was unable to, cleared his throat, and finally sang: "...If you have you, you will have the whole world, my dear, I will fall in love with you. From that day on, it will be sweet and easy. My dear, don't be capricious, your eyes are saying I am willing to..."
Accompanied by Shang Yinran's soft voice, Severe Cold slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
…
The food in the hospital is awful.
Severe Han had no appetite when he saw the food brought by Shang Yinran.
Shang Yinran went to a nearby porridge shop and packed him up with porridge and exquisite side dishes.
His body is not suitable for eating too greasy things, so plain is just right.
He raised the bed, put a pillow on his back carefully, set up the small table, and Shang Yinran handed him the spoon, "Eat."
Severe cold did not answer, and said in a deep voice: "Feed me."
"Hello?" Shang Yinran was startled and frowned slightly.
"Feed me." He repeated, as if I wouldn't eat if you didn't feed me.
Shang Yinran was angrily smiled by him, so he had to pick up the spoon, scoop up the porridge and blow cold, and feed it to his mouth.
Severe cold was satisfied with her lips.
Chew and swallow, he said, "More."
At this time, Meng Baozi was brought in by Lin Shen, and Meng Baozi raised his head and looked over, with a look of contempt, "Dad, can't you eat it by yourself? I don't need mommy to feed it anymore."
That means, you are worse than me.
At this time, he was despised by his son, and Severe Han said that there was no burden at all.
"Son, you don't understand."
The implication is that what I enjoy is your mother's care.
Lin Shen Sui turned to Severe Cold, and said disdainfully, "Look, your son dislikes you. Can't you and Shang Yinran converge?"
"No." answered him harshly and coldly.
Lin Shen was speechless.
After staying in the hospital for a week, Severe Cold asked to be discharged.
Back at the villa, Severe Cold couldn't live alone, so Shang Yinran had to live with Meng Baozi.
As a patient, he was lying in a ****, breakfast was brought to his eyes, and he was almost fed.
Of course, he thought, but they firmly refused.
"Eat it yourself." Shang Yinran said, turning around to go out.
"Yin Yin."
Severe cold hurriedly stopped her and put down the fork in his hand.
She stood still, did not turn her head, and said quietly: "I will send a small bag to school in a while, and then I will go to work directly."
"Hey?"
When I heard the severe cold, I didn't calm down.
"Working?" He gritted his teeth and chanting these two words, "What work?"
Shang Yinran snorted coldly, turned around and looked at him with his shoulders folded, "What kind of work did you say? I have been on leave for a week."
"But I'm not okay." Yan Lihan was upset, had a tantrum, and became awkward. "Aren't you staying with me?"
In the past two days, he has taken advantage of it enough.
Can't get used to him so much anymore.
"But you can rest assured that I am alone?" Stern Han said slowly, and he was sure that Shang Yinran would feel sorry for himself.
However, this time, it seems that he bet wrong.
Shang Yinran shrugged and smiled unkindly, "I have asked someone to take care of you, don't worry."
Ten minutes later, two big men were in the bedroom, staring wide-eyed.