He tried to hold on to the side of the bed, but before he could do so, he almost fell.

Fortunately, Sun Mengjiao's eyes were quick, she went up and hugged her, and said helplessly: "You don't listen, you just got up, you don't have much strength, where do you want to go, I'll help you." ”

As soon as she arrived, there was a vague smell wafting into his nostrils, making him a little daunted.

"Help me to the bathroom." His voice was hoarse, but still a little embarrassed.

Sun Mengjiao was stunned, her steps paused slightly, and she was a little embarrassed, but she still subconsciously helped him to walk to the bathroom.

When he's a patient! She hypnotized herself.

Besides, it's not like I haven't seen his body at all, and it's not a special case now!

She hung her head and stared only at the ground, but she couldn't ignore it, he leaned against her ear, and the breath that blew over her burned her face red.

"Slow down." The door of the toilet was a little narrow, and Sun Mengjiao couldn't help but remind her.

Seeing that his feet were stunned, he didn't go inside, but looked at him sideways in confusion, and just crashed into his dark and deep eyes.

Looking at each other, her face became more and more like a fire.

"When I go to the toilet, what are you blushing about?" Zhao Zifeng looked at her like this, and he still couldn't help but want to tease her.

The corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, and she suddenly became angry when she was teased by him, and pushed him inside, "Grind and chirp, you can get on quickly!" ”

Although this force is not heavy, it may be a bit too much for a person who is unsteady on his feet.

He staggered, holding on to the bathroom door, the door opened inward, his body was unstable, and he was about to fall forward.

Sun Mengjiao was startled, her eyes widened, she raised her foot and drilled inside, supported his fallen body, and gasped: "I'm scared to death." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't stand and almost fell, but fortunately he grabbed her waist and her back, and those big strong hands supported her back, so that she could not fall.

He stood at the door, although his body was still a little weak, but the palm of the hand holding her waist was constantly hot, burning her waist until the ordinary and ordinary beating little heart in the chest.

His hospital gown, because of his excessive movements, the neckline was diagonally open, revealing the lean muscle texture inside.

One of her hands was around his waist, and the tips of the other were already digging into his neck.

Obviously, this posture is too ambiguous.

"Deliberately?" Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes stared at her, and seeing that the blush on her face was red to the root of her ears, he suddenly spoke.

"You just did it on purpose!"

After Sun Mengjiao shook her head for a moment, she immediately sobered up because of his words, and hurriedly withdrew from his arms, avoiding his gaze and walking out.

By the way, he immediately closed the bathroom door, gently patted his hot cheeks, and whispered, "Wake up!" ”

After waiting for a while, the door still hadn't moved, she couldn't help but get worried, knocked on the door and asked, "Are you okay?" You won't get dizzy again, will you? ”

After all, the doctor said that after stomach bleeding, his body was very weak, and he didn't eat much, in case he fainted, it was very dangerous.

"Take a bath." There was a deep and mellow male voice inside, and even if it was mixed with the sound of rushing water, it could still be heard clearly.

Sun Mengjiao sighed embarrassedly and didn't ask again.

Minutes and seconds passed, and after almost half an hour, the bathroom door still didn't move.

Sun Mengjiao frowned, the sound of water in it was gone, there was no sound at all, and she wouldn't be stunned by the heat.

She knocked tentatively again, but the person inside did not answer, and she was even more anxious, and knocked on the door again, intending to open it from the outside without any response.

As soon as I twisted the doorknob, the door was pulled open by the people inside.

She still kept twisting the handle.

Zhao Zifeng's eyebrows were indifferent, and he slowly came out of it and asked, "Are you worried about me?" Or do you want to come in and have a look?"

These words choked Sun Mengjiao back what she wanted to say, rolled her eyes, held him, and said duplicitously: "If you hadn't eaten the spicy tang I cooked, you would definitely not be here to take care of you now." ”

"Then you're not here, where do you want to go?" Zhao Zifeng slowly walked to the side of the bed.

"Go ......" Sun Mengjiao choked again, she didn't know what to do, she really didn't have anywhere to go, so she closed her mouth and helped him to the bed.

The smell on his body has changed slightly, and the taste of male hormones is also mixed with the fragrance after bathing, which makes people smell refreshed.

"You sleep in that bed tonight." Zhao Zifeng lay down on the bed and pointed to another hospital bed next to him.

Sun Mengjiao glanced at the hospital bed next to her, frowned, and still lay down obediently.

Although the lights in the ward were all off, there was still a dim light in the hospital corridor, faintly peeping through the crack in the door.

She looked at the light and was stunned.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of both sides breathing, except for the occasional footsteps outside.

I don't know how long it tossed and turned, Sun Mengjiao tossed and turned on the hospital bed several times, but she still didn't feel sleepy at all.

She always thinks of the old days, when her father was sick and hospitalized, and there was no one around, all of them were by her side.

She was still young at the time, and she smelled the smell of disinfectant water in the ward, and she was uncomfortable, but in order to take care of her father, she still endured it.

Even now, she is not used to the taste.

In her eyes, in addition to the unbearable smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, there are also those life and death.

The sound of her squirming and turning around, Zhao Zifeng heard it clearly.

She couldn't sleep, and neither did he.

He suddenly got up and turned on the light.

Sun Mengjiao was stabbed by the strong light, subconsciously closed her eyes, looked at Zhao Zifeng, who had already gotten up, saw him lift the quilt and get out of bed, and asked suspiciously: "Where are you going?" ”

"Go home." His voice was flat, and he leaned on the edge of the bed to the end of her bed.

She immediately jumped up from the bed, got out of bed and supported him and persuaded: "You are not well yet, you will recuperate in the hospital for two more days." ”

Zhao Zifeng walked straight out and said to her, "Bring the documents." ”

Sun Mengjiao still wanted to persuade him, but seeing that he had already gone out by himself, he reluctantly went back to get the documents and hurriedly followed.

"You're not well yet, don't go so fast!" She lagged behind and admonished.

Zhao Zifeng waited at the elevator entrance, turned his head to look at Sun Mengjiao who ran up behind him, and saw her standing still, stretching out his arm in front of her, "Help me." ”

She was stunned, because he was a patient, pursed her lips and grabbed his arm, and walked into the elevator.

The two got out of the elevator and arrived at the car, Sun Mengjiao suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "The discharge procedures haven't been completed yet?" ”

"You get in the car first, I'll go through the formalities." Sun Mengjiao saw him open the car door and planned to go back to go through the formalities.

was pulled by Zhao Zifeng.

"You don't have to worry about this, the assistant will deal with it tomorrow."

Not to mention, although he is sick and looks weak, the force of this pull is not small.

After speaking, he directly threw the car key in his hand to Sun Mengjiao.

"I'm a patient, you drive."

……

A grandson drove home safely, and Sun Mengjiao helped Zhao Zifeng to walk upstairs slowly, very carefully.

After entering the bedroom, Sun Mengjiao made a lot of effort before helping him to the bed, hesitated, and helped him take off his shoes.

Then he moved his feet to the bed and involuntarily admonished, "Rest well, don't run around, you know?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Sun Mengjiao felt that she seemed to use the wrong words, why did she coax him like a child?

She embarrassedly covered him with the quilt and prepared to leave.

"Don't go!" Zhao Zifeng stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed her slender and white hand, and his deep voice seemed to be bewitching, mellow with a hint of pleading.

Sun Mengjiao didn't know if it was her own delusion, how could a person like Zhao Zifeng, who was standing at the top of the pyramid, show that kind of emotion?

She pursed her lips and said a little unnaturally: "It's so late, you go to bed early, and I'll take care of you tomorrow." ”

Who knows, Zhao Zifeng had a heavy hand in his hand, and directly pulled her onto the bed, and she suddenly pounced on him.

The two looked at each other directly, and her eyes reflected his deep dark eyes, and something was surging in them.

Sun Mengjiao propped her hands on the bed as much as she could, keeping a distance from him, and tried to lie on her side.

But his handcuffs were too tight to get down.

She said incoherently, "I...... Be careful...... I've got you covered. ”

Zhao Zifeng compromised slightly and let her lie on her side, but her hand still didn't move, one hand passed through the back of her neck, and the other hand was wrapped around her waist, holding her sideways in his arms.

"I'm ......" Sun Mengjiao listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest, and couldn't help but get out of his arms.

But Zhao Zifeng's voice came out muffled from his chest, "Sleep." ”

Sun Mengjiao's words were swallowed back, and her eyes gurgled twice, thinking about how she could sleep in his arms?

Who knows, within a few minutes, she fell asleep groggily.

I don't know if I'm too sleepy? Or is it safer to sleep in his arms?

Zhao Zifeng reached out and turned off the light switch, turned off the bedside lamp, and could only vaguely see the outline of her face in the dark, as well as the vague fragrance floating between her hair, which smelled very comfortable.

With the warm fragrance nephrite in his arms, he couldn't hold on for a long time, but thinking of her hard work, he suppressed those thoughts.

Gradually, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

When she woke up, the light outside the window was still dim, but she could already see the interior decorations and so on.

She looked at the man next to her, the same posture as when she fell asleep last night, his hand was still pressed under her neck, and she didn't know if it was numb or not.

She gently came out of his arms, for fear of disturbing him, and finally withdrew from his arms, holding her breath to look at him, whether she was awakened.

Seeing that he was still breathing steadily, his eyes were closed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She went downstairs into the kitchen and made him millet porridge, fried eggs, and made slices of toast bread.

As soon as he came out, he saw Zhao Zifeng coming down from upstairs wearing a set of well-tailored pajamas.

Like him in a suit, it outlines his tight and toned body curves very well, and more and more sets off his body proportions.

The morning light shone in through the window of the staircase, and he stood against the light, his tight shoulder armor dimming the light, but his facial contours were more resolute and three-dimensional.

After yesterday's night's rest, although his face is still a little pale, his grandson has been stable, and there should be no major problem.

"I'm hungry, come down and eat!" After shaking her mind for a moment, she quickly urged.

Zhao Zifeng glanced at the breakfast on the table, and a trace of strangeness crossed his heart.

Sun Mengjiao raised her wrist to look at the time, exclaimed, and hurriedly ran to the edge of the sofa, picked up the bag and ran to the door.

"Eat and go." Zhao Zifeng sat at the dining table, seeing that the chopsticks in her position had not moved, his face was condensed, and his voice had a commanding tone.

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly, turned back again, glanced at Zhao Zifeng, grabbed a slice of bread and said, "It's too late, you eat slowly, and the doctor said that it is best to drink porridge to nourish the stomach, and the rest of the porridge is in the pot, you can also eat it at noon." ”