"You're recovering well, and you can talk so much." There was no joy or anger in Wang Zhao's voice.

Millie pulled Wang Zhao's sleeve, only to find that there was a lot of dust on Wang Zhao's sleeve, but the dark color was not visible.

Wang Zhao stared at her, reached out and took the remaining half of the glass of water that Millie drank just now, and drank it himself, Millie thought he was thirsty, but in the next second, his waist was woked, Wang Zhao's face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, his lips were against hers, and his lips and tongues were connected.

There was water in his mouth, and she was kissed, so she could only passively drink Dada.

Being held in his arms, the comfort is incredible, the familiar taste, the familiar feeling, every inch of his body is so liking to her, so natural to kiss.

Both of them were breathing rapidly, and Wang Zhao let go of her, and his voice was rough: "If it weren't for your health not being well, I would be willing to continue." ”

The way she was wearing a hospital gown, such a weak appearance, he was distressed to see it, and it was also delicate and made his heart move.

Millie was also gasping loudly, and his breathing was messed up just now, and his big hands rubbed on her, a little punitive.

"Wang Zhao ......," Millie spoke to Wang Zhao in a good voice.

Wang Zhao lowered his eyebrows and whispered: "I know, Tang Shaoyi, he's fine, he woke up earlier than you." ”

Millie put a little smile on her face and said repeatedly, "That's good, that's good." ”

Looking up again, seeing that Wang Zhao's face was not very good-looking, he thought for a while before he whispered: "My body hurts." ”

Wang Zhao's first reaction was to hurriedly look at her wrist, where her wrist was, holding a thick gauze, because she used a knife to cut the flesh.

Wang Zhao saw the wound before, and the wound was very deep, and he was shocked to see it.

"Where does it hurt? I went to call a doctor. Wang Zhao said that he was about to get up and strode out.

Millie whispered: "It's not the wrist, it's somewhere else, it hurts to be pinched by you." ”

Wang Zhao's figure froze, and he turned to look at Millie, but his eyes still fell on Millie's wrist, which was the most obvious trauma on Millie's body, although it was wrapped in gauze, but the surrounding area was almost slightly red, and it was conceivable that the wound should be inflamed.

"It's still swollen, and it will take a long time to get better." Wang Zhao's voice was a little unhappy: "You may have a scar, you cherish yourself so much, and now you have a sunburn and a scar on your wrist." ”

Exposed to the sun in the desert, almost all of Millie's body has lost a layer of skin, and the white skin that she has worked so hard to maintain returns to her pre-liberation period overnight.

Millie knew her mistake, it happened that the nurse sent a liquid meal, Millie didn't eat anything during her coma, she was very hungry, but looking at the bowl of white things, she really didn't have any appetite at all, and Millie frowned.

Millie looked at Wang Zhao, Wang Zhao reached out and took the bowl of white rice cereal made from the nurse, and sat down beside Millie, not at all softened by Millie's pitiful expression.

Wang Zhao scooped a spoonful of rice cereal, blew it, and held it to Millie's mouth.

Millie took a small bite, her brow furrowed even tighter.

There is almost no taste, if there is any taste, it is a medicinal taste, a slightly bitter taste, Millie almost felt that she couldn't swallow it, looked at Wang Zhao, was stared at by Wang Zhao's gaze, and had no choice but to swallow it.

Wang Zhao scooped another spoonful, blew it, and sent it to Millie's lips.

If it was normal, Wang Zhao would take care of her like this, she would feel so good, sweet, and it looks like you and me, but now, this thing is in front of her......

Millie tilted her head to the side, refusing to eat.

"I don't want to eat this, I'm still hungry." Millie would rather be hungry, even though her stomach is already very uncomfortable.

"Won't let me feed you with a spoon, do you want me to feed you like water?" Wang Zhao approached, and in Millie's ear, his voice was low.

Millie pursed her lips, remembering the method of feeding Wang Zhao just now, and there was a little nurse standing next to her, her cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and she hurriedly shook her head.

Wang Zhao scooped a spoonful and gave it to Millie, who stiffened her head and took a sip.

"It's really bitter, I don't like to drink it, can I make something sweet? Is it OK to put some sugar? Millie frowned and swallowed a mouthful of rice cereal, her whole face was sad, it was too unpleasant to drink.

The little nurse next to her heard it and interjected: "This was prepared by the doctor, you have an empty stomach now, and you can't eat sugar." ”

Wang Zhao had already planned to let people find some candy, but at this moment he could only give up, Millie saw that Wang Zhao had already gotten up and sat down again, and she was extremely disappointed.

Wang Zhao scooped a spoonful of rice cereal and put it in his mouth, frowned, and drank it stiffly.