When half of the salt water dripped off, Gu Jingxing came back, Song Ran looked at Gu Jingxing who was wearing a dark green military cashmere sweater in it dumbfounded, and then looked at the military coat he was holding in his arms, and suddenly became angry and pointed at him: "Gu Jingxing, you don't want to die, do you want to freeze to death?"

Gu Jingxing walked to the side of the bed with a smile, spread out the coat, revealing the hot pumpkin porridge, Gu Jingxing opened the lid of the box and stirred it with a spoon: "Xiao Ran, come, eat porridge." ”

Song Ran's eyes darkened: "Gu Jingxing, put down the porridge first, then put on your coat, and then put your hand into my quilt." ”

When Gu Jingxing saw it, his Xiao Ran's face was full of anger, so he immediately did what she said.

When his hand came in, Song Ran felt the biting cold, it was only about zero degrees outside, he walked in a sweater for at least twenty minutes in such a cold weather, it was no wonder that he was not frozen.

Song Ran grabbed his hands and raised his eyes to look at this stupid man, his eyebrows and eyes were straight and gentle, with a smile on his face, and he was still comforting her: "Xiao Ran, you also know, I'm not afraid of the cold." ”

Song Ran glanced at him: "Didn't your father give birth to it? ”

Gu Jingxing's fingers clasped her fingers in the warm quilt, and clasped her ten fingers together: "Xiao Ran, I'm not cold, hurry up and drink porridge, it's not good to taste when it's cold." ”

Song Ran didn't want to live up to his kindness, so he reluctantly let go of his hand.

Gu Jingxing pulled out his hand, picked up the porridge bowl again, and patiently fed her spoonful by spoonful, Song Ran glanced at the other bowl of porridge on the bedside table: "I'll come by myself, you eat yours, otherwise yours will be cold." ”

How could Gu Jingxing ignore her?

After both of them finished eating, Song Ran moved to the side and raised his eyes to glance at him: "Jing Xing, you go to my quilt to warm up, huh?"

Gu Jingxing waved his hand: "It's okay, Xiao Ran, you sleep, I'm not sleepy." ”

Song Ran's wound stopped hurting, and when he was full of food and drink, his eyelids began to fight, and he couldn't resist the sleepiness, and soon fell asleep.

Gu Jingxing stared at her lovingly, got up, lightly imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and then began to meticulously guard the progress of the salt water bottle.

The next day, early in the morning, Wu's mother entered the ward with a large bag of luggage, with all kinds of food and clothing, and two blankets for the night vigil.

Song Ran looked a little lonely, and asked Wu's mother, "Where is my dad?"

Mother Wu's eyes flickered: "Your father went to Suzhou City yesterday to ask for money, and I don't know about your illness." ”

Song Ran lowered his eyes, and his voice was faint: "Do you not know that I am sick, or do you think that there is no need to make a big deal about a small problem?"

Mother Wu changed the topic and said, "Xiao Ran, I cooked yam lean porridge, it's delicious, eat it while it's hot." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Song Ran's mouth and shook his head.

It took a while to come back to his senses, and looked at Gu Jingxing hesitantly: "That, you go back to the army to report, just let Mother Wu guard it for the past few days." ”

He is here, and she is always worried that he will find out her secret, so she is always uneasy, not a way, it is better to find a way to get him away.

Gu Jingxing waved his hand: "I'll ask Du Dapeng to go back and ask me for a week's leave, and I'll accompany you here until you are discharged." ”

Song Ran almost vomited a mouthful of blood, damn man, he wasn't around when he needed him, and he couldn't get rid of him when he didn't need him.

Irritating!