In the end, he is unkind to him.

As soon as Su Xiaomi approached, her heart tightened when she saw him sick and weak.

She stood at the head of his bed, looked at the medicine that the nurse had put on the bedside, he had never moved, the high fever was so bad, he didn't take medicine or drink water, no wonder he was so weak.

If it burns any more, people will burn out.

Su Xiaomi took her cup and turned around to pour water, but was suddenly hugged tightly from behind by Ling Yiyang behind her.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Ling Yiyang stepping barefoot on the cold floor, and said weakly to her, "Don't go ......"

Su Xiaomi's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of mud.

She grabbed the pair of hot arms that hugged her waist and patted them gently, "Don't worry, I'm not leaving, I'll pour you some hot water." ”

Ling Yiyang saw that the water dispenser was in the ward, so he relieved himself to let go of his arms, and when he saw her going to pour water, his eyes never left her figure for a moment.

And she walked back, and the cup in her hand, he had seen.

It was the cup she had on her desk, and it was the one she had used.

Therefore, there was finally a hint of a smile in his weak gaze.

She handed the warm water in the cup over, "Drink some water first, add sugar." ”

"You feed me." Ling Yiyang raised his eyes to look at her, looking weak, as if he was begging for care.

Su Xiaomi was worried about him after all, and handed the water cup to his mouth, the mouth of the cup was slightly tilted.

Probably this cup is the reason why she used it, Ling Yiyang drank the water inside, it was very sweet, and even the air tasted sweet.

A glass of water, he quickly drank to the bottom, but because of the high fever all day, it was really lacking water, as if he hadn't drunk enough, his eyes were soft and weak, and he looked at her with some coquettishness:

"I still have to drink."

At this time, he was like a child.

Su Xiaomi remembered that when Zhizhi was sick, she was also like this, weak and delicate.

It's really like two fathers and daughters.

Su Mi had no choice but to take Ling Yiyang.

She fed him some more water and food, and after half an hour, she distributed the pills to him and handed them to him.

Ling Yiyang looked at the pills in her palm, but refused to take them.

She said, "You don't even want me to feed you these medicines, do you?" ”

Ling Yiyang didn't say anything, he had already opened his mouth, waiting for her to feed the medicine.

She couldn't do anything with him, so she fed all the pills into his mouth and was about to feed him water.

His two hot thin lips had already gently taken her outstretched hand and kissed it softly.

Su Xiaomi hurriedly withdrew her hand and stuffed the water into his hand, "Drink the water yourself, I won't feed you." ”

Ling Yiyang curled his lips and smiled contentedly.

This disease seems to be quite cost-effective, knowing her intentions, she actually doesn't care about him at all.

The smile on the corner of his lips never faded.

After taking the medicine, Ling Yiyang lay down and went to sleep, but he kept holding her hand and didn't let her go.

It was already late at night, and Su Xiaomi was also a little sleepy, so she lay on the side of the bed and slept.

Ling Yiyang was really a little sick, plus he took some antipyretics, and he slept relatively deeply, and he didn't even notice that she had been lying on the side of the bed.

The next morning, when the nurse came to check on the ward, she was surprised to find Dr. Su lying on the side of the patient's bed, still holding the man's hand.

And Su Xiaomi, who was also awakened by the visitor, raised her head blankly.

The nurse looked at her dumbfounded, "Sue, Dr. Su......"

Ling Yiyang was still asleep, because the medicine she prescribed to him yesterday had the effect of sleeping and helping him sleep.

Su Xiaomi gently withdrew the hand holding Ling Yiyang.

She glanced at Ling Yi twice, and didn't seem to notice the nurse's surprised gaze at her.

And she never cared about the eyes of others, she only noticed that Ling Yiyang's complexion looked much better, and touched his forehead again, and saw that the fever had subsided, so she was relieved.

She said to the nurse, "He wakes up in a moment, you tell him that I will come back to see him in the afternoon." ”

The nurse nodded, watching her go, curious.

Dr. Su seems to care about this handsome man, and the relationship is not shallow, but she is a person with a husband and children, and even an aunt who sweeps the floor in the Chinese medicine hall knows that Dr. Su has a good family background, a good marriage, a cute and beautiful baby, and a happy family.

But the man lying on this hospital bed...... It's complicated.

But the nurse looked at this patient, he seemed to be more handsome than Dr. Su's husband, and when a woman saw him, she would be overjoyed.

Back at Lanyue Residence, as soon as Su Xiaomi entered the living room, she saw Cheng Xiao sitting on the sofa, with a little red blood in the corners of her eyes, as if she hadn't slept well.

She approached, "Why did you get up so early today?" ”

Cheng Xiao raised his lips and was about to say something, but stopped again.

Su Xiaomi looked at him, "Last night, I was ...... in the Chinese medicine hall."

"You don't have to tell me." Cheng Xiao got up, and a casual smile appeared in his good-looking phoenix eyes, "I said it before marriage, everyone has their own life, and no one interferes in anyone's emotional life." I don't have time to mind your private life......"

“……”

"There's soup boiling in the pot, I'll serve it to you."

The moment Cheng Xiao turned around, the casual smile on his lips instantly dissipated, and his eyes sank gloomily.

Su Xiaomi didn't know what to say.

After I woke up, I had breakfast and clamored to have fun.

Originally, today was Saturday, Su Xiaomi neither went to the Chinese medicine hall, nor did she have to go to the Chinese medicine college to teach, let alone go back to the people's doctor for consultation, so she only stayed at home to accompany Zhizhi.

The two of them, mother and daughter, were painting and chatting at the same time.

Cheng Xiao next to him helped their mother and daughter grind.

Xiao Budian probably inherited all the genes of Su Xiaomi, he plays the piano well and draws well.

And this little little bit has been holding a pen since he was a child, and he didn't like to take other pens, so he picked the brush in Su Xiaomi's study.

He was only three years and four months old, and his landscape paintings were already in good shape.

Today, Zhizhi painted a painting of mountains.

When the painting was finished, the little face was made like a little flower cat, covered with ink stains.

Zhizhi raised the cute little face of the little flower cat and looked at Cheng Xiao, "Dad, Dad, do I draw beautifully?" ”

Cheng Xiao pinched her dirty nose, "It's good-looking, it's just that the inscription is missing." Let your mother give you an inscription, your mother's brush writing is amazing. ”

"Okay." Su Xiaomi also pinched Zhizhi's dirty nose, "Mom inscribed a poem for you." ”

This painting of mountains suddenly made Su Xiaomi think of a poem, so he picked up the brush and waved it vigorously:

Will be a ......

The poem "Will be at the top of the mountain, at a glance of the mountains", before the title was finished, Su Xiaomi's brush tip stopped, paused there, and couldn't write the next stroke.

Ling, who will be Ling, is also Ling Yiyang's Ling, and when he thought of Ling Yiyang, he inadvertently worried about his heart.