Rong Huo secretly glanced at Zhan He, and then went back to the bed very freely, her current criterion is that no one can be bitter if she suffers, and then watched Zhan He thoughtfully pull up the quilt that was lifted to the end of the bed and cover her.

Zhan He then secretly rang the emergency bell, wanting the nurse to come and rehang the hanging bottle for her, and then sat on the edge of the bed: "Do you want to drink some water?" Or do you want to eat something, I'll let someone buy it right away?"

The corners of Rong Huo's mouth curled up vaguely: "It's okay to eat crayfish?"

Zhan He chose the latter in terms of unprincipled pampering and physical considerations: "Your current body is not suitable for eating." ”

He looked at Rong Huo's mocking eyes and coaxed: "When you are well, my uncle will buy it for you." ”

Rong Huo stopped talking, and all her strength now was used to restrain herself.

And Zhan He expressed his understanding, how could he be okay in his heart when such a big change happened, not to mention his derelict uncle: "Uncle took over a drama some time ago, the filming was closed, and the place was biased, and it was too late when I got the news, my uncle is here to apologize to you, and I will ...... later."

There was a knock on the door, and the nurse came in and changed the fire.

Zhan He looked at the bruises on the back of his niece's hand, and the scars left by the serious injury on his arm when he lifted his clothes, and felt distressed for a while.

I really don't blame my niece for being like this to him now, his parents died overnight, and the relatives who could help were either not there, or Xiao was thinking about the inheritance and the compensation money, and he bothered her all day long when she was seriously ill, and if it was him, he couldn't have a good face for his belated uncle.

He coaxed a little first, took care of a little bit, and accompanied her through this most difficult and painful time.

However, after the nurse changed the hanging bottle and left, she didn't give him a chance to show her uncle's love, stared at Rong Huo on the back of her hand, and said to him who was about to speak, "You still don't leave?"

"Fire ......"

"Uncle, I'm thinking, resting, resting. ”

An uncle shouted that made his heart soften.

The old cadre is not like the pair of uncles and aunts, he will not challenge the emotions of people who are nervous, so he compromised: "Okay, then, you rest first, if you need anything, call your uncle at any time, and your uncle will come over soon." ”

For at least the next three months, he won't take any scripts and won't participate in unnecessary events.

Rong Huo didn't bother to respond to him, he himself sighed in his heart, and left with a back that was still quite proud in his loneliness.

When she was finally the only one left in the room, Rong Huo rubbed her temples with a headache, closed her eyes, and opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a mirror from it.

She stood the mirror next to the bed, adjusted it just enough to shine on her face, and then she said to "her" in the mirror, "You really can't kill people here?

She pulled out a knife and scraped her nails.

The "she" in the mirror is obviously exactly the same as her outside the mirror, but she showed a completely different gentle and helpless smile: "It's not okay to sneak it, if you get caught?"

Rong Huo snorted arrogantly, she didn't take being caught seriously, but she didn't want to force it either.

In any case, the "she" in the mirror is the original owner of this body, and "she" is reborn back to the age of eighteen after the car accident, and can no longer face the tragic life in the future, giving up the body to herself, an alien soul.

It is reasonable for her to put "herself" in prison because of her personal vendetta and willfulness.

"Actually, my uncle is very good. "She" in the mirror said kindly, "He is the best among these relatives." ”