Chapter 19: I am your future brother-in-law, brother-in-law.
Seeing that he was staring at him simply, his expression was wrong.
Shang Yize sat up from the bed with a bone, crossed his two long legs, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled his simple sleeves like a little daughter-in-law, shaking and shaking.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked to you like that, I was angry that day, don't be angry, okay?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, he began to read the simple name softly again.
One by one, like a monk chanting scriptures, with infinite grievances.
simply couldn't resist his coquettishness, and the arrogance in his heart was extinguished by him, and no matter how angry he was, he was reluctant to get angry at him, and finally turned into a sigh.
"Take your medicine. ”
Shang Yize obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine.
After seeing him swallow it, his face looked a little better.
After helping him lie down, he simply picked up the book he had just brought and began to flip through it.
At the beginning, Shang Yize could still hold on to his sleepiness and looked simple.
However, the effect of this medicine came quickly and violently, and after a while he rolled his eyelids, a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep.
After looking at it for a while, I felt that the room was a little stuffy, and I wanted to open the window to let in the air.
When I turned my head, I realized that the person lying on the bed had fallen asleep peacefully.
After a brief thought, he sat back in his previous position and looked at him so closely.
Because of the fever, Shang Yize's face showed an abnormal pink, and when he fell asleep, he looked very well-behaved, with the childishness of a big boy.
Because of the lack of breathing, the thin lips opened slightly, revealing the white teeth inside, which reminded the simple ghost of the kiss not long ago.
The feeling of that kiss was so strong that she still remembers the fatal tingling.
It's a real headache.
Is it really time for her to find someone to fall in love with?
Think simply.
When Shang Yize woke up, it was already afternoon, and he slept like this for a day.
The temperature in the room was suitable, and he was pressed with two quilts, like a stove, and he was covered with sweat from the heat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body.
However, my body was also much lighter, not as groggy as when I had a fever, and the fever went down.
Shang Yize frowned uncomfortably, got up and removed the quilt, glanced at the empty room, and felt a sense of loss in his heart.
I heard someone knocking on the door.
Jian Jiayan held a paper bag in her hand, raised her eyebrows, and her tone was not very good: "Wake up, this is the clothes that my sister asked me to get for you, and said that I would go downstairs after changing into it, and she would wait for you downstairs." ”
Shang Yize woke up and didn't see Simple, he was a little unhappy, he responded sullenly, and took the clothes in his hand, a white T and slacks, which looked like Jian Jiayan's.
"Hey. ”
Jian Jiayan stretched out her hand to stop Shang Yize.
"What is your relationship with my sister?"
Simply told him that he was just a colleague, he didn't believe it, if it was just a colleague, she wouldn't have that kind of look.
Shang Yize looked at Jian Jiayan, who was not much younger than himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was serious and serious: "Let's put it this way, I am your future brother-in-law, brother-in-law." ”
After speaking, he stepped over Jian Jiayan, who had been petrified, with his clothes, and walked into the bathroom in a good mood.
It's not just Jian Jiayan who is messy, but also the simplicity of standing at the door.
The evening breeze blew into the hospital corridor, and the rustling of the wind outside the window confused the simple heart, and every word of his came clearly into his ears.
Simply squeezed Jian Jiayan's mobile phone in his hand, his heartbeat was so strong that he seemed to have a high fever, and he was dizzy, and finally left the ward as if he was fleeing.