After confirming that Wen had left, Song Xingchen no longer concealed his feelings, and his eyes were even more pathetic, but unfortunately no one saw it.

His requirements are not high, as long as he can take care of him once in a while, it is enough.

It's just that I don't seem to get it.

Song Xingchen frowned slightly, his white five fingers were on the white quilt, more crystal like jade, slowly, his five fingers moved, clenched a fist, and smashed it on the hospital bed, although it did not bleed, but after a while, it was also obvious blue and purple.

His skin is already like jade, and this large area of bruises is already very eye-catching.

After getting this, Song Xingchen fell silent again, anyway, he was alone, so he couldn't talk to himself!

After about a few minutes, a phone call came in.

Song Xingchen's originally closed eyes slowly opened, with a little irritability, and then suddenly became clear.

He clearly remembered that his ringtone was built by the mobile phone system, not such a love song, and then groped around on the hospital bed for a while, fished out his mobile phone, quietly, nothing.

The next moment, he followed the prestige, his eyes wandered slightly, and he accidentally tore off the band-aid that was attached to the back of his hand after the intravenous drip, but fortunately, the bleeding had stopped, and there was no major problem.

The palm of the hand that had just hammered the hospital bed was also spreading the pain of **.

It's just that Song Xingchen didn't have time to pay attention to these.

He didn't climb out of bed, and as soon as he reached out to the mobile phone not far away, it seemed. It should be a review of the past.

As for the person who called, it was in his memory. It seems to be the person who is dating with the old man now.

Song Xingchen was a little unhappy.

But he quickly suppressed that emotion.

He didn't answer Su Qihua's phone call, and was silent for a while. It's put the phone back in its place, and if you don't guess wrong, it won't be long before you get it back.

Song Xingchen's long eyelashes jumped slightly, casting a round of illusory fan-shaped shadows, which was beautiful-

Wen on the other side had already found Su Qihua who was waiting downstairs, beckoned to the air, and only spoke after getting closer, "I'm sorry." Kept you waiting for a long time. "No matter how I say it, I still feel a little guilty in my heart.

At this time, Su Qihua was dialing the phone, and he didn't see Wen Gu's beckoning, and there was Wen Gu's somewhat apologetic voice in his ears, so he couldn't help but tremble, and quickly looked up.

Between the nose is also a unique smell of a girl's home.

Squinting his eyes, Su Qihua glanced at the old man a few times, and then asked, "Is the phone silent?" "Say it. His eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone again.

That's right, it's a refresher call.

Aha?

Wen thought about it, then shook his head, no.

Su Qihua glanced at her. didn't speak, and directly spread the phone to the old man.

Wen was also stunned when he saw this, and then touched his jacket pocket as if he was verifying. It's empty, the phone isn't there.

She was stunned. There was a little annoyance in his eyes, and it took a while before he met Su Qihua's pure and natural eyes. "It seems to have fallen into the ward." ”

When he said this, Wen Gu saw a few traces of starlight under Su Qihua's eyes. Finely broken, for a moment, I felt a little embarrassed.

Also, Su Qihua has been waiting outside for a long time, and now that the phone has fallen in Song Xingchen's ward, he has to go back so that he can take it out.

It also means that Su Qihua has to wait a little longer!

Wen Gu's eyes turned, and finally a smile appeared on his cheeks, with a bit of deliberate flattery, and the slightly dull gaze just now suddenly became bright, and there was a graceful arc hanging on the corner of his mouth.

It's really, no way!

"Five minutes for you." Su Qihua finally sighed, and when he met such a confused person, he didn't know what to say.

When he spoke, he didn't drop the movement of his hand, and by the way, the white and slender five fingers were raised, and in mid-air, it was clearly a five.

Hui's eyes lit up, and he smiled again.

I know—

When Wen Yu returned to the ward, Song Xingchen just leaned on the pillow quietly, his face was plain, and at first glance he looked like a sick and beautiful young man.

Wen took a breath and gently pushed the door open.

Just when she thought she hadn't disturbed Song Xingchen, the person who had been silent over there looked slightly sideways and met her slightly embarrassed eyes.

Song Xingchen moved his throat, then grabbed the mobile phone on the side, waved it at Wen Gu, and then said gently, "Your mobile phone has fallen here." After that, I felt that this was not specific enough, and added, "I also found out when I heard the phone ringing just now." ”

His reasons were so good that even he was almost convinced.

No, that's exactly what it is.

Song Xingchen was holding the mobile phone with the injured hand just now, and the blue and purple injuries were eye-catching.

Naturally, this point will not be missed.

As soon as he carried out the direction that Song Xingchen had estimated, his expression was not very good, and he snatched the mobile phone from Song Xingchen's hand, and then sprinkled his suspicious gaze on the palm of his hand, and the blue-purple bulge was shocking.

"I remember, your hands were still good when you left." He frowned and spoke slowly.

Of course, Song Xingchen silently recited in his heart.

But he doesn't regret his decision, otherwise, according to his old temperament, he should have taken his phone and left, where would there be such a conversation?

It's worth it, too.

It's just that Song Xingchen just said these words in his heart, and he still had that smile on his face, rippling like a wave mark on the surface of a lake.

"I accidentally got it." Song Xingchen just raised his hand casually and looked at it, and where his eyes swept over, there were a few different flavors.

Wen Gu gasped, accidentally got it? This is also too strict.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then spoke, "Then why don't you call a nurse to deal with it?" "Could it be that the swollen area will fade on its own?

At this time, he didn't expect that Song Xingchen did it on purpose, in order to hold her back for a while.

Song Xingchen didn't think of this, so he immediately raised his eyes and smiled at Wen Gu, his eyes were as bright as a galaxy, "Why don't you help me?" Although the tone was frivolous, there was no half-parted joke.

I was stunned.

Subconsciously nodded.

Then I took the potion from the hospital pharmacy, dipped it in a cotton swab, and wiped it on.

During this period, Wen kept his head down, and did not notice the disappointment that flashed in Song Xingchen's eyes, just like a faint starlight.

Shouldn't you rub it before rubbing it?

(To be continued.) )