As soon as the dean left, Huo Haoran came in with a lunch box. Two lunch boxes, one of which is a bucket full of soup. The bucket was filled with fish soup, which Huo Haoran specially boiled, and the thick fish soup was milky white because the heat was enough. Huo Haoran went to buy fish early in the morning, and specially boiled it for Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing watched Huo Haoran come in, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile, but Mu Qingqing didn't show it, but instead put down a face, pretending to be angry.

Huo Haoran saw Mu Qingqing like this, and his heart became anxious, "What's wrong." Mu Qingqing had a bunch of greeting cards drawn by children with their immature hands on his lap, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't be angry.

"You don't have a good time going to work. Mu Qingqing pouted and said.

It turned out that it was because of this, to put it bluntly, Mu Qingqing was not angry, he was coquettish.

Huo Haoran scooped out a bowl of soup from the bucket with a smile, and took the bowl to Mu Qingqing's side. There is no fishy smell, but a sweet smell with a layer of heat wafting through it.

Mu Qingqing looked at the food that Huo Haoran had carefully cooked for himself, and the corners of his mouth went down. Huo Haoran is the president, but now he revolves around his hospital bed every day. Uncontrollably, Mu Qingqing's eyes were red, and something was covering his eyes.

Scooping a spoonful of soup and carefully blowing away the heat on it, Huo Haoran said, "Come, drink some soup first." ”

The spoon came to Mu Qingqing's mouth, and with a click, a tear fell, and it landed right on Huo Haoran's finger.

Huo Haoran, you put down the bowl, picked up Mu Qingqing's face, and said with pity: "Why are you crying?" ”

"You should go to work. Although Mu Qingqing's voice was choked, he still clearly expressed his thoughts.

Holding Mu Qingqing's fingers to wipe away the falling tears, Huo Haoran's lips fell on Mu Qingqing's eyes, and a slightly hot breath sprayed out, making people feel inexplicably reassured.

Avoiding Mu Qingqing's wounds, Huo Haoran hugged Mu Qingqing, and a deep voice sounded in her ears, "You have to remember that in my heart, you will always come first." ”

Spreading his arms, Mu Qingqing hugged Huo Haoran back, his head resting on his shoulder, and the emotion spread little by little in his heart.

"Shall we eat first? Always remembering Mu Qingqing's body, Huo Haoran felt that it was better to let Mu Qingqing eat first. It's not that medicine is not as good as food. It can be seen that if you don't eat well, no matter how good the medicine is, it won't be effective.

Probably thinking that he looked funny just now, a kind of shyness appeared on Mu Qingqing's face, faint, but it added a bit of spirit to the whole person's face that was not too bloody.

A bowl of fish soup made the whole person feel a lot more comfortable. Huo Haoran also wanted to feed Mu Qingqing, but Mu Qingqing suddenly lost his temper with the child, pouted and said, "You also have to drink a bowl." ”

Because of the wound, Mu Qingqing's voice is softer than before, and if he says such warm words in a soft voice, everyone will get drunk.

I don't know when, Huo Haoran pecked at the corner of Mu Qingqing's mouth, because there was residual fish soup on the side of Mu Qingqing's mouth, so in addition to the sweetness of Mu Qingqing, there was also the deliciousness of the fish soup.

After the two of them kissed, they finally realized this, and they looked at each other and smiled.

In the face of Huo Haoran's affection, Mu Qingqing was shy, so after a meal, Mu Qingqing blushed and did not look like a patient.

Huo Haoran wanted to stay with Mu Qingqing, Mu Qingqing was happy in his heart but afraid that he would be tired.

The two of them were tightly clasped, Mu Qingqing lay on the bed and said, "Just go back." ”

"I'll be with you. "The firm voice is not to be spared.

Mu Qingqing couldn't resist Huo Haoran, so he had to let him stay.

Sometimes Mu Qingqing would think that maybe the quiet required by the hospital was to allow patients to sleep all the time they wanted twenty-four hours a day. In short, Mu Qingqing couldn't figure out whether it was because of the environment or because she was too full, and her whole person exuded a kind of sleepiness.

But Mu Qingqing was reluctant to sleep like this, and still fought hard and chatted with Huo Haoran.

Huo Haoran was a careful person, and soon discovered that Mu Qingqing was wrong. Fingers were inserted into Mu Qingqing's hair, and a kiss fell on Mu Qingqing's forehead, Huo Haoran said, "Sleep." ”

Although he had been asleep for several days, Mu Qingqing still couldn't stop his physical exhaustion, and his fingers refused to let go of his deep sleep.

Such a beauty is really exciting.

In the middle of the night, Huo Haoran couldn't hold on, leaned on the side of the bed, and took a nap on the vacant position on the bed. However, Huo Haoran didn't let go of Mu Qingqing's hand, and the two of them seemed to be conscious, and no one let go.

Suddenly, Mu Qingqing's fingers moved, it was the kind of completely unconscious action. Huo Haoran was taken aback, and immediately bounced up from his seat after waking up.

Mu Qingqing didn't know what he dreamed about, probably something he was afraid of. There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, and his body was constantly moving. Huo Haoran stepped forward to stop it, but Mu Qingqing, who was in a nightmare, didn't realize it at all.

Huo Haoran kept calling Mu Qingqing's name, and finally Mu Qingqing struggled to wake up from the nightmare, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the overhead light that dazzled her.

The whole person blinked, and Mu Qingqing was still a little unacceptable to wake up from the nightmare like this.

The warm fingers on his forehead diverted Mu Qingqing's gaze, and Mu Qingqing looked at Huo Haoran who became more and more clear in front of his eyes, and the feeling of fear in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Strands of blood oozed out little by little along the gauze that bandaged the wound.

Mu Qingqing didn't seem to feel the pain, opened his arms, hugged Huo Haoran, and sought comfort.

"The wound is open, it doesn't hurt. ”

After Huo Haoran finished speaking, Mu Qingqing realized that his wound had cracked, and the pain followed.

Sometimes the pain that comes to mind after realizing it will be uncomfortable, and Mu Qingqing's face is pale.

Huo Haoran pressed the zero on the head of the bed in a hurry, and his hands couldn't do anything except keep caressing and comforting Mu Qingqing.

When the doctor came, Mu Qingqing's wound was re-dressed, re-medicated, and replaced with new gauze.

Fortunately, there is no danger, Mu Qingqing's wound is just a small opening, oozing a little blood, and there is no big problem.

The pain is certain, but because of Huo Haoran's presence, Mu Qingqing suddenly felt that it didn't hurt so much. Although his fingers were white, Mu Qingqing still groped to hold Huo Haoran's hand.

Because of this, she will feel at ease.

"It's still early, get some more sleep. Huo Haoran said softly.

"I'm sorry to worry you. Mu Qingqing felt very sorry.

Shaking his head, Huo Haoran didn't speak again, but just did his best to stay by Mu Qingqing's side, trying to reassure her.

From time to time, I will take a look at the wound with anxiety.