Although the intention was exposed, Jiang Weixi did not panic at all and picked up the fruit knife on the ground.

"It's nothing, I just want to see if the blade isn't sharp. Jiang Weixi used alcohol cotton to detoxify the knife, "I'm a little hungry and want to cut a fruit to eat." ”

This lie that was immediately solved, Jiang Weixi never doubted that he would not believe it.

"Well, are you hungry? I'll cut it for you. Cheng Mingyu took the knife in her hand, "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Weixi didn't know what the doctor thought, she casually pointed to the apples in the fruit basket.

Cheng Mingyu sat on a chair beside the hospital bed, slowly peeling apples, and his attitude towards apples was like that of an artist seriously carving his own work.

The fingers of peeling apples are as slender as jade, and they do it all so smoothly as if they have done it countless times.

The faint moonlight shrouded around him, very befitting him, equally elegant, gentle.

"Thank you, Dr. Cheng. Jiang Weixi looked at the apple he handed over, was stunned for a moment, and then took it.

Jiang Weixi took a bite, crisp and sweet.

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Jiang Weixi sat on the hospital bed, holding a book in his hand, but he didn't turn a page.

She now occupies this body, in case after cutting her wrists, the girl comes back, and it is really not good because she has such an ugly scar on her wrist.

Do you want your neck, or your stomach, or your heart, or you need sleeping pills?

These seem to be ruining the little girl's body, and it's not good......

Forget it, let it be.

"Xiao Jiu, what are you looking at?" The door of the ward was opened, and the gray-haired but red-faced old man was holding a sky-blue thermos bucket in his hand, "I brought you the porridge boiled by Wang Ma, the oat milk porridge you like to drink." ”

The original owner's preferences are very similar to her, except that she doesn't like durian, and the original owner likes it very much because of Lu Shijun, everything else is the same.

Oat milk porridge is also what she likes, what a coincidence-

Originally, he could have been discharged from the hospital yesterday, but the old man didn't allow it, so it was delayed until now.

"Thank you, Dr. Cheng. Jiang Weixi looked at the man in the white coat in front of him and thanked him.

If it weren't for this person, she might really have mutilated the little girl's body, and she might not be able to go back with this knife.

"It doesn't matter. Cheng Mingyu looked at the girl in front of him, the hospital gown on her body had not been changed, and the wide clothes were empty on her, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

"Do you want to add a WeChat?" Cheng Mingyu took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat, and an interface to scan the QR code and add friends appeared on the screen.

This behavior is very down-to-earth, but he doesn't have the slightest sense of disobedience in doing it, as if this is what he should have done.

"Okay. Jiang Weixi agreed without thinking about it.

She took out her mobile phone, WeChat was registered by a previous little girl, and the avatar was a photo of her and another girl.

The name is very cute: [Xiao Jiajia's little Xixi]

Cheng Mingyu was a little surprised when he saw the avatar and name swept out.

Jiang Weixi learned from her memory that the name and avatar were all taken by the original owner's best friend, and she had no intention of changing it.

WeChat, but it is just a channel for contact, and it is also troublesome to change it.

The original owner's contacts are all friends, and they are all very familiar with each other, and she uses another number for work.

The unread messages in her WeChat message column are already 99+, and the girl in one of the conversation columns sends the most, accounting for more than half.