This kiss lasted for a long time before the two left each other, Ling Xizhe looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, he really wanted to let Mo Xiaoxiao belong to him completely now, but he was afraid of ...... It's not the first time I've been rejected by Mo Xiaoxiao. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed back raw, and Ling Xizhe looked like he wanted to speak and stopped. He has always been resolute in everything, but this time he hesitated, he was afraid of Mo Xiaoxiao's rejection.

"Alright, let's get up and eat. Mo Xiaoxiao stood up, and suddenly thought that Ling Xizhe hadn't eaten yet. Hurriedly walked to the end of the bed, adjusted the angle of the bed for Ling Xizhe, moved the table to Ling Xizhe, and reached out to touch the food: "It's all your fault, I didn't eat earlier, and now the rice is cold." Mo Xiaoxiao thought for a while: "Do you think there will be a microwave oven in the canteen of the hospital?"

Ling Xizhe curled the corners of his mouth and looked out the window: "Even if there is, it has already been closed, what time is it now." After that, Ling Xizhe opened the meal: "It's okay, I'll just eat cold." Picking up the chopsticks on the side and just about to eat, he was snatched away by Mo Xiaoxiao.

"Wait, I'll go down and buy you another one. Mo Xiaoxiao snatched the meal in front of Ling Xizhe and prepared to go downstairs to buy another one, although it was a little late, but around the hospital, there will always be open shops.

"Are you dressed like this?" Ling Xizhe glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao and smiled evilly. No matter what Mo Xiaoxiao wears, she will have a charming and charming charm, which can easily seduce people's souls.

Mo Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and glanced at her dress, and stroked her hair: "Sister doesn't say that this is a hospital gown, who can see that there is such a beautiful hospital gown!" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Ling Xizhe with an arrogant face, as if waiting for his appreciation.

Ling Xizhe looked Mo Xiaoxiao up and down. What Mo Xiaoxiao said was right, if she didn't say it, no one would really think that this was a hospital gown. After glancing up and down at Mo Xiaoxiao, Ling Xizhe locked his gaze on Mo Xiaoxiao's chest: "Buckle the button on it!"

Mo Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes and glanced at the button: "Is there any mistake, this button doesn't look good." When did your aesthetic become so bad? He complained ruthlessly about Ling Xizhe.

"Buckle up!" Ling Xizhe didn't talk nonsense, and ordered Mo Xiaoxiao with two short words. He admits that when you put it on, the whole thing will be lacking in some beauty. Although the button that Mo Xiaoxiao unbuttoned did not reveal anything, he still didn't want Mo Xiaoxiao to go out like that.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at Ling Xizhe, and reluctantly buttoned the button: "Dear Young Master Ling, are you satisfied with this?" After buttoning it up, Mo Xiaoxiao squeezed out a smile and asked Ling Xizhe calmly.

Ling Xizhe raised his eyes: "Satisfied." "Although it will be a little strange compared to just now, it is still beautiful when worn on Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at him again, stuck out his tongue and walked out of the ward.

Ling Xizhe looked at the direction Mo Xiaoxiao left, sighed lightly, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not long after Mo Xiaoxiao left, the door of the ward was opened again, Ling Xizhe looked at the door cautiously, and the head of the attending doctor cautiously poked in: "That...... That, Mo Xiaoxiao asked me to accompany you. Despite this, the attending doctor did not dare to enter the ward.

Ling Xizhe's whole person relaxed, seeing that the attending doctor was still staying outside the door, and had no intention of coming in: "Does she ask you to guard the door for me, or accompany me?" Ling Xizhe asked with a smile.

"If you have anything, say, I can hear it here. The attending doctor still has no intention of going in, there is no one in the house to protect him, and Mo Xiaoxiao is still worried that when she is not there, Ling Xizhe will have an accident. But how do you think now that if you step into this room, something will happen to you......

"Come in, there is no doctor who is afraid of the patient. ”

It must be an ordinary patient, the doctor thought to himself, opened the door, and walked in, "Is there anything else wrong with you?" The doctor walked almost against the wall, went around the room for half a circle, and walked to the sofa on the side of the bed and sat down.

"Am I terrible?" Ling Xizhe replied and looked at the doctor.

"Nope. The doctor shook his head: "I'm just used to walking against the wall." "I made up an outrageous reason.

Ling Xizhe curled the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and opened his mouth with a serious face: "Then when you just left the ward, why didn't you stick to the wall." ”

The doctor was speechless and didn't know how to answer, so he chose to remain silent. He was really unlucky tonight, when he was on duty was not good, but it was his turn to be on duty today, and he encountered such an incident.

Ling Xizhe looked at the doctor and thought of what he had done with Mo Xiaoxiao just now, although he knew that Mo Xiaoxiao took the initiative......

The evil taste in Ling Xizhe's heart gradually rose, and he glanced at the fruit on the cabinet: "I want to eat apples." Ling Xizhe opened his mouth lightly: "Can I go down to the ground to wash now?" as if he wanted to go down to the ground to wash the fruit himself.

The doctor hurriedly stood up: "Don't, I'll wash you." The doctor came over: "You haven't recovered yet, try not to move, you can use a wheelchair to go to the bathroom." After the doctor finished speaking, he took the fruit bowl and filled two apples to wash Ling Xizhe. The hospital's VIP wards have a separate sink dedicated to washing fruits.

The doctor was washing the apple in front of Ling Xizhe, and suddenly remembered that Ling Xizhe had just thrown himself with the apple, and asked idiotically: "Do you want to eat it?"

"Otherwise, you still want to be thrown?" Ling Xizhe asked the doctor with a smile.

The doctor's head shook desperately, and he walked towards Ling Xizhe with the washed fruit, his eyes swept to the corner of the wall, the two apple corpses that had just been thrown over were still on the ground, the doctor's hand handing the fruit trembled slightly, and suddenly he had an idea: "I'll peel it for you and cut it into pieces." "The doctor felt that he was handing him piece by piece, and it shouldn't be a danger to himself.

Ling Xizhe smiled and said nothing, the doctor understood that he agreed, walked to the cabinet with the fruit bowl, picked up an apple, and put the fruit bowl on the side of the cabinet, which was out of Ling Xizhe's reach. The doctor took the knife and seriously peeled the skin for Ling Xizhe.

"Do you like Mo Xiaoxiao's type?" Ling Xizhe felt bored, so he asked casually.

But Ling Xizhe's casual question made the doctor's heart startled, and he was startled by the sudden question, stopped the movement of his hand, and almost cut his hand.

Ling Xizhe looked at the reaction of the doctor, and looked at the doctor with the corners of his mouth hooked: "Your psychological quality is not good, if you are doing surgery, you must not put the patient's life in danger." Ling Xizhe, who was sitting, tilted his head to the doctor: "Tell me quietly, how many people almost lost their lives at your hands?" Ling Xizhe looked at the doctor with a serious face: "Don't worry, I will help you keep it secret." ”