Song Qingyou slowly opened her eyes, looked at the white walls and the pungent smell around her, and recalled the warm embrace she had before she passed out.
On the sofa on the other side, there was a twenty-four or five-year-old boy in casual clothes, his handsome face showing a hint of exhaustion, and he was fast asleep.
Lu Jingchen felt the eyes on her.
When she raised her eyes, she saw Song Qingyou's big and clear eyes looking at her intently.
Lu Jingchen put the information in her hand on the sofa, walked quickly to the bed, and said with some surprise: "Did you feel uncomfortable when you woke up?"
After saying that, he reached out and touched Song Qingyou's forehead.
After finding nothing strange, he He sat down on the edge of the bed and held her soft, boneless little hand in his palm.
Song Qingyou looked down at the clasped hands.
The warmth she longed for came from the palms of her hands.
She shook her head at Lu Jingchen and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to drink water."
"Wait a minute."
Lu Jingchen took the warm water that had been poured aside, put a straw on it, and lifted Song Qingyou up and leaned in her arms.
"Thanks."
"Hiss" Song Qingyou moved her body, and instantly there was a stinging pain in her calf.
Her face turned pale, and her teeth bit her lower lip involuntarily.
When she lowered her head, she noticed her left leg that was in plaster.
"Don't move."
Lu Jingchen looked at Song Qingyou who was holding back the pain, pressed her thin shoulders and said, then turned and walked towards the sofa beside her.
"Lu Jingchuan, wake up."
Lu Jingchen shook the sleeping Lu Jingchuan and said.
"Didn't I say it's just a fracture, nothing wrong?"
Lu Jingchuan rubbed his hazy eyes and said impatiently.
Because of a call from Lu Jingchen, he rushed from abroad to City S without stopping.
At first, he thought something big had happened, but he didn't expect it was just a broken leg.
Any doctor could handle such a simple operation, but he had to call him all the way.
Come here, you don’t care whether you are tired or not.
Without saying a word, you let yourself give the beauty a full body check.
Now you have only rested for less than two hours.
Is there anyone like you who is a brother?
"She hurts."
After hearing Lu Jingchen's answer, Lu Jingchuan immediately wanted to scold her, "Who's broken?
It doesn't hurt.
Brother, where has your usual IQ gone?"
Then he walked to the hospital bed, looked at the woman's pale little face expressionlessly and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
"I accidentally touched my calf just now, so it hurts a little, but it's much better now, thank you."
Song Qingyou looked at the impatient man standing in front of the hospital bed and replied politely.
Lu Jingchuan then carefully looked at the smiling woman in front of him.
Her pale little face was bloodless, and the pear hollows were looming at the corners of her raised lips.
Although the little face is not stunning, it is still delicate and attractive, but there is an air of indifference and alienation about it, without the charming charm and eloquent tongue that women are accustomed to.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like it’s made of porcelain.
Why is it so?
"Since there's nothing wrong, you can go out first."
Lu Jingchen looked at Lu Jingchuan who was standing aside with a confused look on his face and said coldly.
Lu Jingchuan: Looking at the closed door in front of him, Lu Jingchuan looked confused.
He was thrown out and spent all his time just for you
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