The room was lit up again, and Jing Xi saw that one of Sheng Ting's feet had stepped on the ground.

At the same time, he was frowning, apparently the knife wound hurt again.

He didn't say anything more, and Jing Xi didn't take the initiative to speak, but walked straight to the bed with a candlestick, and found a night pot under the bed with ease.

"It's also very convenient to just sit down." Jing Xi handed the night pot to Sheng Ting.

Sheng Ting's face turned black all of a sudden: "I told you to go away." ”

"I said no." Jing Xi put his free hand into the placket of the collar to keep warm, "Hurry up, don't delay time, you're not cold, I'm cold." ”

Sheng Ting glared at her: "You turn around!" ”

"Do you need to untie your clothes? I'm afraid you'll accidentally touch the wound. Jing Xi used a very professional tone, without bad intentions.

After all, when I first went to the hospital for internship rotation, I also stayed in urology, and I saw a few dings.

However, she didn't mean to keep an eye on Sheng Ting, she just did what she could, and of course the rest was up to him.

She thought so, telling herself that there was nothing wrong with it because she was a doctor.

But Sheng Ting's face was so heavy that ink was about to drip out: "What do you have in your head?" Straw? Have you forgotten that we are already reconciled? ”

Jing Xi frowned: "Speaking of Heli, there is one thing I have to make clear to you." ”

"Forget it, I don't need it, you can go."

"Don't hold it back at night, you continue, I'll talk to you when you're done."

After a while, the sound of water came from the room, and when the last sound disappeared, Jing Xi asked, "Okay?" ”

"Nope!"

Jingxi waited for a while, and she didn't turn back until she heard the creaking of the bed.

When he turned around, he saw that Sheng Ting had already pulled the quilt to cover himself, and the night pot had already been put back under the bed by him.

"Didn't hit the wound, did you?"

"......" Sheng Ting refused to answer, but his face was a little red suspiciously.

"Are you alright?" Jing Xi stared at Sheng Ting's face for a while, "Then I'll go." ”

"I blew the candles, and I can't sleep with the light." Sheng Ting turned his head and suddenly said this.

"Okay, it'll blow in a minute."

Jing Xi went back to his bunk and lay down, blew out the candle, and continued what he had just said.

"You're right, we've reached a consensus on the matter of separation. But I don't seem to be able to just have your and leave the book, you are a man, you have to go to the yamen to do this. ”

"Then here's the problem, even you don't know when you'll be going back 'alive'. Now that you are alive and well, I will definitely go back when you get better. ”

"After I go back, I can't tell my family that you wrote the book to me, and ......"

Jing Xi paused: "Xiangyun is still young, he doesn't know anything." You should also know that your stepmother is not very good to him, and grandma is old and cannot be by Xiangyun's side forever. You are Xiangyun's father, I hope you can accompany him more in the future. ”

In fact, when Jing Xi said these words, there was a pause in the middle.

But Sheng Ting was silent, and Jing Xi even suspected that he had fallen asleep quickly.

But when she mentioned Xiangyun, Sheng Ting suddenly spoke, with mockery in her cold voice.

"Since you don't want him anymore, then you don't care about his business from now on."