"More on that later." Leng Xiangnan did not give out the documents.

also rejected Nong Qiucui's kindness to let him live in the guest house: "It's okay, I'm guarding here." ”

He pointed to the empty bed next door: "You go and rest for a while, take care of your spirits!" ”

"How can I let you guard it, or I'll keep it. You go to sleep in Ansheng. ”

The two of them pushed back and forth, and finally Nong Qiucui was coldly said to the south, "After Uncle Nong wakes up, you still have to be busy!" "Convincing.

She measured in her heart that Leng Xiangnan would go to work tomorrow and her mother would be at home. I must be here by myself.

It really doesn't matter this night.

Looking at the time again, it is almost twelve o'clock, and there is no need to fight for these few hours.

Lying on the bed and looking at Leng Xiangnan, who was sitting in front of his father's window.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a handsome and resolute face, and because he has worked in the meat factory all the year round, his skin is relatively fair.

is a bit serious and old-fashioned, and he is also very serious in his work.

The cultivation of conversation is not much worse than those teachers in his school, not to mention the person he was engaged to before.

Such a person, no wonder his object is dead set on him.

Thinking about it like this, my heart was slightly bitter.

It's just that I don't know where this bitterness comes from.

The ward was very quiet, and Nong Qiucui didn't even know when she fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

The father's hanging bottle had been pulled down, and the man had woken up and was looking at her.

"Dad!"

She hurriedly sat up from the bed, the clothes on her body almost slipped off, and she fished them back in time, only to see clearly that it was the big padded jacket that her father wore when she came to the hospital.

I was suddenly a little lost in my heart.

But seeing that his father's face was still a little pale, he suddenly couldn't care about his own careful thoughts, hurriedly put his clothes away, and stepped forward to ask his father how his health was.

The farmer's father was still very weak, but he was in good spirits, and told her that Leng Xiangnan had gone south to buy food.

It's just that he is always not used to hospitalization, and then he remembers that he was stabbed, even if the doctor repeatedly emphasizes that this is not a major operation, he still feels as if he has gone through a trip through the ghost gate.

Looking at my daughter, I felt a lot of emotion.

"I think about it now, I just feel lucky, we met Xiang Nan, this kid is really good, he didn't sleep all night and guarded me like this, if he hadn't been at our house yesterday, he sent me over in time, maybe this old life would have been put in."

"It's okay, the doctor said that the operation went well."

She wanted to pour some hot water for her father, only to find that she had come in such a hurry that she hadn't even prepared a kettle and teacups, let alone a basin towel.

The farmer's father saw her embarrassment and pointed to the enamel jar on the bedside table: "The water there is still hot, and Xiang Nan just borrowed it from the little nurse on duty." ”

Nong Qiucui hurriedly walked over, brought the enamel jar, and asked his father to drink a little less water first.

"You can't eat yet."

"Well, Xiang Nan said, there is no exhaust, and you can't even drink more water."

He told all the precautions again, and Nong Qiucui found that there were a few of them that the doctor didn't tell him last night.

"Xiangnan went to ask again this morning." The farmer's father took out a piece of paper from under the pillow and handed it to his daughter: "Xiang Nan is a careful child, and he has written it all down." ”

Nong Qiucui took the note, and there was no detail on it, and it didn't fall a little, just like what his father just said.

"This kid has good words, so it can be seen that this person is really good."

Nong Qiucui couldn't help laughing: "What kind of character is this and what kind of person can it be related to?" ”

"Are you saying that I can write well, but my character is not very good?"