Chapter 8 She is not the person in his heart after all

"Nan Yu, be careful!"

The porcelain piece came head-on, and Nan Yu almost instinctively raised her hand to block it, but someone moved faster than her.

Luo Xiangxiang dragged a lame leg, and his movements were a little incredible.

She stood directly in front of Nan Yu and took that shot instead of Nan Yu.

"It hurts......"

By the time Nan Yu came back to his senses, the crisis had been resolved.

At that time, Luo Xiangxiang screamed in pain, covered her face and fell to the ground, wisps of bright red flowing out between her fingers.

"What's going on?"

An An's ward was some distance from the public bathroom in the corridor, and Gu Feihan only walked up to the two of them at this time, but before Nan Yu could speak, he had already bent down.

"Akan, my face ......"

Luo Xiangxiang let go of the hand covering her face, and under the palm of her hand, the terrible wound at the corner of her eye that was half a finger long was exposed to the air in an instant, and tears mixed with blood kept falling, but at this time she didn't forget to intercede, "Don't blame Nan Yu, I was willing to block this ...... for her."

"Now is the time to hold accountable?"

Gu Feihan frowned unhappily, and as soon as his voice fell, he directly picked up Luo Xiangxiang from the ground.

"Gu ......"

In the end, things developed like this completely unexpected, she wanted to say something, even to explain what happened, but only opened her mouth, and hit the thick ice under his eyes head-on, the words in her throat instantly froze, and her voice stopped abruptly.

And he didn't delay for a second, his long legs stepped aside, and went straight to the elevator.

Nan Yu looked at his back, his heart tingled slightly, and after that, there was only endless numbness......

She wasn't the person he had in mind after all.

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When it was almost evening, An An's fever finally subsided.

The little girl was in better spirits, and her little hands always couldn't help scratching the chickenpox, so Nan Yu could only take advantage of the fact that she was distracted by watching cartoons, and carefully applied anti-itch potions to her.

Gao Manqiu never returned, but Nan Yu didn't expect anything from her.

For dinner, the nurse went to the hospital cafeteria to buy some, and feeding the little girl was no different from fighting, and finally Nan Yu gave up directly and made milk powder stuffed for her to drink.

The little girl was obedient this time, biting the pacifier and drinking it while rolling on the hospital bed.

Nan Yu used the quilt to build a safe area around her, and she sat on the side to fill her stomach with the food that the nurse bought.

I don't know if it's because I slept a little long in the afternoon, and the little girl who has always started to sleep at eight or nine o'clock is stunned at almost eleven o'clock today, no matter how Nan Yu coaxes, she doesn't mean to sleep at all.

"Gu An'an, if you don't sleep anymore, your mother will be angry." Nan Yu grabbed the tender feet of the meat she was about to stuff into her mouth, and showed her a serious face.

Gu Anan didn't buy it at all, and even took the initiative to grab the other foot and hand it to Nan Yu, the pure little eyes seemed to say, milky and milky feet, don't you taste the numbness?

Nan Yu: "......"

She lost all of her temper at once.

"Little villain!"

Nan Yu simply picked her up from the bed, straightened her crumpled little pajamas, knowing that she couldn't hear anything, but still asked her, "You tell your mother, what do you want to do when you don't sleep so late?" ”

Gu Anan bit his fingers, and his big black eyes stared at Nan Yu's closed mouth.

As if he really understood, the little fat leg kicked down, and his saliva fingers pointed to the door excitedly, "Ahh......h

Presumably a peculiar telepathy between mother and daughter?

Nan Yu followed her daughter's bright eyes and understood what she meant.

Little girl, this is waiting for Dad......