After Zhang Lingying finished speaking, Lu Jing was still motionless, just staring at the food in front of him.

Zhang Lingying didn't care about him, put the spoon into the porridge bowl that was boiling badly, then put it in front of him, and continued to speak: "Drink porridge first, your stomach and intestines have not eaten for a long time, and it is easy to feel uncomfortable when you suddenly eat something too hard, if you feel that the porridge has no taste, you can eat it with some dishes, I have asked the doctor before making these dishes, you can eat them, but only a small amount." ”

Zhang Lingying wasn't sure if Lu Jing was listening to her, or if she was willing to eat.

The moment she saw Lu Jing reach out and pick up the spoon, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He just wants to eat.

But soon, she found another problem, Lu Jing ate it, but he ate it very soullessly, just mechanically according to her instructions, feeding himself porridge bite by bite.

He would also side dishes for himself, and it was exactly as she said, only a little bit of each dish was tasted, and in a minute or two, he was going to finish a bowl of porridge.

"You eat slowly, no one will rob you." Zhang Lingying held his hand and reminded him anxiously.

He eats like this, and it is estimated that his stomach will be very uncomfortable after eating.

Hearing this, Lu Jing paused as he ate, and looked up at her blankly like a child, as if wondering why she still looked angry when he had already obediently listened to her.

Lu Jing put down the spoon and looked at Zhang Lingying with an extremely well-behaved sitting posture and eyes.

Zhang Lingying: "......"

Why did he get sick, and it seems that his IQ has deteriorated?

Silly and dumb.

Zhang Lingying exhaled lightly, thinking that he would just finish the meal anyway, so he reached out and began to pack the lunch box, packed it, and turned around to put it on the table next to him.

As soon as she turned around, a hand grabbed her wrist.

Lu Jing's voice was a little hoarse, with a slightly low emotion, "Can you not leave for a while and stay with me for a while?" ”

To this day, he still doubts whether Zhang Lingying's appearance is real or his hallucination.

But he knew very well in his heart that even if it was an illusion, he was reluctant to end it.

“……”

Zhang Lingying was not ready to leave, and the assistant told her that every time Lu Jing forced herself to finish eating, she would vomit out everything she ate because of strong nausea.

She just wanted to put the lunch box away first, so that it would be easier to observe his situation after the meal.

But Lu Jing's sudden movement instantly reminded her of the scene when she delivered food to Lu Jing for the first time.

After he finished eating at that time, he also asked her if she could stay with him a little longer, and then ...... And they quarreled.

"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to put the lunch box."

Zhang Lingying suppressed the small emotions in her heart, signaled Lu Jing to let go first, she raised her hand to put the lunch box aside, then turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtain.

The VIP ward is large, with great lighting and view.

In the location of the balcony, there is a small coffee table and two chairs.

It was already dark outside the window, and in the night sky, a bright moon hung in the air, surrounded by a pale yellow halo.

A few inconspicuous stars, twinkling and twinkling.

When Zhang Lingying saw the stars, the hand holding the curtain paused slightly, and then turned his head to look at Lu Jing, "You just finished eating, it's not good to lie down all the time, I'll help you come here to sit?" ”

Although she used an inquiring tone, she didn't really ask Lu Jing's opinion, but went directly to lift the quilt for him and let him get out of bed.