Chapter 3: President Lin Da (3)
When Jing Hao returned to the ward with the warm food box, the room had been cleaned up, and she saw Xu Xiangyang's little daughter-in-law shrunk at the foot of the wall as aggrieved, and from time to time she glanced at Lin Bo who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, full of accusations.
The increasingly familiar footsteps made the person lying on the bed open his eyes, and the amber eyes were fixed on Jing Hao for an instant, and she couldn't even tell the meaning in those eyes for a moment.
It is like a wanderer in the desert finally seeing a clear spring, and like a swordsman who has washed his hands and returned to seclusion when he sees his long-sealed sword in front of the enemy's door.
There is sorrow in joy, and there is abandonment in longing.
She paused involuntarily.
The two men stared at each other for a moment, and finally the person lying on the bed closed his eyes, looked away first, and let out a low chuckle from his throat.
Before he could finish his score, a cold voice rang in his ears.
Jing Hao bent down and poured out the millet porridge in the thermos bucket, and the thin porcelain bowl with blue and white was handed to Lin Bo with a matching spoon, "Get up first and drink the porridge before sleeping." โ
She actually thought he was sleeping with his eyes closed?!
Lin Bo was angry, thinking that he would not open his eyes like this, and completely stated that he did not want to see her position, otherwise she would still think that he was here She could come and leave if she wanted, but she insisted for two seconds but was afraid that she would really leave like this, without saying a word to him or leaving him a word.
He frowned and hissed softly in embarrassment.
Before the cold air was fully pumped into his stomach, a warm hand with a comfortable force was covered on his stomach through the slightly thin air conditioner, and the cold voice was softened with the force.
"Still in pain?"
Lin Bo opened his eyes slowly, his thin lips that were not much bloody were slightly pursed as if he couldn't bear the pain, and the folds between his eyebrows were also smoothed out by his master's efforts, and he even smiled when he looked at her, "It's okay." โ
Jing glanced at him and handed over the bowl in his hand, "Eat something first, so that the symptoms don't worsen." โ
Lin Bo reached out and took the bowl she handed over, stirred it twice before scooping half a spoonful into his mouth under her staring gaze, his unconsciously furrowed brow loosened by the familiar taste on the tip of his tongue, and he looked at Jing Hao's eyes lit up with sparkling light, as fine as diamonds dotted on an expensive wedding dress.
"Didn't you say I couldn't eat this lately?"
As he spoke, he scooped another mouthful into his mouth, and the viscous millet was completely boiled, swallowed at a slightly hot temperature, and the esophagus was so warm that his esophagus was trembling.
It's a hundred times better than yesterday's plastic-flavored porridge.
"It's better than you not eating anything," Jing Hao stood beside the bed, and from the angle, he saw the person on the hospital bed drinking porridge obediently with his eyebrows lowered, and his pale pink lips were stained with some sticky porridge, but the master didn't care about it.
Well-behaved and quiet, you can't see a trace of the ruffian before.
Jing put his hand โกโก the huge pocket of the white coat, "There are still some in the thermos bucket, you can let people warm it up in an hour before eating." โ
The person drinking the porridge paused, and the breath that had been confined before exuded again, lined with thin and cool eyebrows, and his tone was surprisingly cold, "You want to leave again?" โ
He threw the porridge he had finally drunk a few sips on the table next to the bed, completely lost his appetite, and only stared at her with a pair of eyes, "Also, I'm trapped in the hospital now, and I can't chase people if I want to, so I don't care if you can't leave." โ
Lin Bo looked at her as if he was looking at the little girl who didn't look back no matter what he said and did, and even turned her around, and the resentment of the love that was gradually thin because of the passage of time surged in his heart again.
He had never loved someone like that, but he had never been abandoned like that.
didn't even say a word, and disappeared in front of him without saying a word.
It seems that this qiฤ has never had anything to do with her.
"I just want to go back to work and take a break," Jing Hao obediently explained with a rare opening in her heart, "Based on my commute time, I should have been lying in bed and resting a long time ago." โ
She glanced at the thermos on the table, and it was not even more obvious that something had stumbled her feet.
The expression on Lin Bo's face collapsed for a moment, and he was about to say something, when the door of the ward was pushed open by the little nurse, and the little nurse pushing the small cart looked at the situation inside, and could only cast his eyes to the most familiar Doctor Song.
"Doctor Song, you just said that you want to add the medicine, are you going to put it now?"
Jing Hao nodded, and opened the position next to the bed to ask the little nurse to come and prick the needle, but the person on the bed put his hand under the quilt, obviously non-violent and uncooperative, completely ignoring the surprised gaze of the little nurse, and calmly looked at her as if he had done nothing.
She sighed, stepped forward to take the needle in the little nurse's hand, shook the hand that was automatically handed over by the master with a smile, and saw that the blue skin next to the pinhole on it was like a flaw on the white jade, which made people feel extremely obstructive.
She handed the black needle in her hand to the little nurse, "I will change to a smaller one in the future." โ
The amber peach blossom eyes lit up again.
Jing Hao went back to rest after getting the needle, Lin Bo originally wanted Xu Xiangyang to give her a ride, but when she thought of someone's mouth without a handle, she put out her thoughts stupidly, glared at the person who was shrinking in the corner with hatred, looked at the bowl next to the bed, and raised her chin slightly.
Xu Xiangyang immediately leaned over to help him carry the bowl, which was convenient for the expensive patients on the bed to eat.
But the smell of hot air lingered under his nose before breakfast, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then smell the familiar smell.
"Braised beef-flavored millet porridge?"
He glanced at Lin Bo, who drank one sip after another, and couldn't help but sigh, "Classmate Song is really careful, I just told her once, and she actually remembered such a strange preference for you." โ
He said this completely casually, but when he saw the satisfied look in the eyes of the person who listened, he still couldn't help but be a little complacent, he was a god assist, and he was teased just now, so he should be able to have a lot of adults, so he didn't see it, right?
It's a pity that he forgot that someone and the so-called adults have a large number of completely insulated.
"I remember that I had an order with Tenglang before, so I'll trouble you to follow me if I'm not there," Lin Bo didn't seem to see his dead eyes, and added his words very calmly, "After all, it's a little far away in the west, you can prepare and leave tomorrow." โ
Xu Xiangyang, "......"
Do you want your brother to drink the northwest wind and eat sand?
The concubine can't do it.
The newly hung needle was injected slowly, and the dose of two bottles went down, and by the time the needle was withdrawn, it was already afternoon.
The little nurse who was called by the bell still had palpitations, afraid that No. 3 would be uncooperative again as in the morning, so she looked back at the big clock hanging on the wall step by step, and silently lit wax for herself.
Dr. Song will not be back until tomorrow morning.
As a result, No. 3 was very cooperative this time, and asked her to pull out the needle without saying a word, and when she looked at it in surprise, she also had a smile of gratitude.
The handsome guy is smiling at her!
The little nurse resisted the urge to scream very reservedly, smiled back in a friendly way, and just saw the thermos bucket on the small table next to the bed, which was very familiar.
"This is Dr. Song's, right?"
She said that she didn't control her mouth in the good atmosphere in front of her, but the person who looked difficult to approach looked back, and the voice of the exit was a little hoarse, low and seductive, "Yes." โ
The little nurse who got the response immediately opened the conversation, "I just said that it looks familiar, and it turns out that it is really the one that Dr. Song often brings." โ
Lin Bo stroked the clothes with some wrinkles in the cuffs and lowered her thick eyelashes, "She often carries this?" โ
"Yes, Dr. Song is the best at taking care of people, when the doctor usually has an emergency operation to go on, she can't even take care of eating, she put some multigrain biscuits, vitamin water or something in the cabinet, you can pass the meal if you miss it, and then when it is empty, she will cook porridge at home and bring it over, and you can eat it when you are hungry."
Thinking of the scene she saw before, she couldn't help but gossip more with this person who seemed to be very interesting to Dr. Song, "Actually, Dr. Song just looks a little cold, he is still a very good person, sometimes he catches us making mistakes, at most he criticizes a few words, and she is also the same intimate to the patient, there was a beautiful man about the same age as you lived on the No. 1 before, and his temper was so bad that he scolded three nurses in one day, and he lay on the bed pitifully without food, and then Dr. Song went in to appease people, I brought him something to eat, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to do the next surgery. โ
The more the little nurse spoke, the more energetic she became, and she had forgotten her original intention of saying these words, "Later, after that beautiful man was discharged from the hospital, he ran back several times, and the flowers sent were piled up in the whole office, so he parked the car downstairs and didn't leave, saying that he wanted to invite Dr. Song to dinner......"
The last sentence was still stuck in her throat, and she keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her, like, like...... It was the same yesterday when we were having a good time, and the head nurse appeared behind me.
She quickly looked back, and only turned back to make sure that there was no head nurse at the door, but she crashed into the eyes of the person on the bed, staring at her with clear eyes, and soon gave her the feeling of being stared at by a cold-blooded animal, and the half breath that had just been released was blocked in her throat.
There was a hint of chill in the originally pleasant male voice, "What happened later?" โ
"Later...... Later, Dr. Song went out to have dinner with him, and then he was never seen again. The little nurse finished her words with a shake of her tongue, quickly packed her things, and took a few deep breaths with her little heart beating wildly when she went out.
If she is scared like this a few more times, she, the king of gossip, will not dare to gossip anymore.