The voice in the ward, Fu Jingye heard it clearly, he thought that Xiao Li was going and coming back, so he didn't ask more, he couldn't sleep because of the pain in the wound, his brows were furrowed tightly, he was thinking about whether to let the doctor give an injection to relieve the pain.

And Qin Feiyu's side had already come to the bedside lightly.

She carefully bent down and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Fu Jingye with her eyes stupidly, seeing his frowning brows, she couldn't help but reach out to cover his eyebrows.

The delicate and familiar touch, as well as the faint fragrance of lilies lingering in his ears, instantly made Fu Jingye realize something.

His heart tightened, resisted the urge to open his eyes and take her into his arms, and lay on the bed tensely, his heart trembling for a while.

"You're not here, and Harry isn't as lively as he used to be!"

Qin Fei whispered, gently pulled his hand up, put it on his cheek, and rubbed it gently, like a little animal that needed to be comforted by the owner, and his voice was aggrieved.

"Actually, they're right, you're with me, all the bad things you encounter, if it was someone else, you would have been scared away, you say, are you stupid?"

As he spoke, Qin Feiyu's eyes began to get a little wet, but he didn't cry, the smile on his face was very sweet, but it looked so heartbreaking.

Fu Jingye sighed secretly.

Isn't he stupid, all the stupidity in his life has been committed by her, but he is willing, and he is like a glutton.

Just like half a year ago, he was still a peerless beauty who stripped naked and didn't look at the "righteous gentleman" who stood in front of him, but when he came to her, he looked at her every day, and he couldn't wait to hold her every day, bullying her so much that she couldn't get out of bed.

Therefore, this kind of thing is really uncertain, Qin Fei's language is not perfect, among the women he has seen, she is definitely not the most beautiful, nor the best figure, and her temper is not docile, but he is just pleasing to the eye, and no one can change it.

In his life, he recognized this person and exchanged it for anyone.

Qin Feiyu eased his emotions, looked at his chapped lips, turned his head and ran to the water dispenser to pour water.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Jingye's eyes quietly opened a slit and secretly aimed at her.

Just one glance, her heart throbbed.

The wounds on Qin Feiyu's hands are really too obvious, her complexion is very white, so the red and red scars on her hands are particularly shocking, and the ten fingers are like applying nail polish, each of which is purple-black, purple-black, purple-black.

Her action of holding the cup was very strange, trying not to touch the cup with her fingertips, so when she received the water, her movements were a little trembling, looking at her like this, Fu Jingye was worried that as soon as the cup flickered, the hot water would spill on her hands and burn her.

His hand pressed under the quilt slowly clenched into a fist, and just when he was about to lose control of his emotions and wanted to call Qin Feiyu, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Fu Jingye subconsciously closed his eyes.

Qin Feiyu was also startled, as soon as her hand was released, the cup fell to the ground, Steward Liu stood at the door, looking at her in surprise, and behind Steward Liu, stood Lu Lianxin.

In the ward, it became embarrassing for a moment, Qin Feiyu pursed his lips and stood there, helpless like a child who had done something wrong.

Lu Lianxin was holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms, wearing a beige A-line skirt, looking quiet and intellectual, she glanced at Qin Feiyu, didn't speak, walked straight into the ward, found a vase, and inserted the flowers in her hand.

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