One hundred and forty-five

After chatting with Wang Jiulong, it was not easy to appease the anxiety of this sister, Jiang Tang woke up in a daze when he heard the voice, and there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"Hungry? Is it okay to have something to eat? ”

Meng Hetang squatted in front of Jiang Tang and touched her face distressedly.

A little girl who was originally lively and lively was tossed like this by a fever, and she was really distressed to death.

Jiang Tang shook his head tiredly, leaning back in the chair, looking like he was going to fall asleep at any time.

"Brother Meng."

A fan ran over next to him and whispered Meng Hetang, and Meng Hetang nodded politely to the fan.

"Are you sick?"

The fan nodded helplessly and sat down next to the ginger candy.

"It's cold in Beijing, wear more when you go out."

Meng Hetang instructed, and the fans bubbled happily.

"Is Brother Meng's girlfriend sick?"

Meng Hetang nodded and sat on the other side of Jiang Tang and touched Jiang Tang's red ears, maybe the worry and distress on Meng Hetang's face were too obvious, and fans felt that asking again would only annoy people, so they nodded silently and played with their mobile phones.

The excited typing of the hand was not right, and she restrained the corners of her crazy mouth while typing.

"Baby, shall we have something to eat? Otherwise, you will be hungry. ”

Meng Hetang hugged the ginger candy and coaxed softly, the fan was infusion on the side, and he almost returned to blood when he heard this.

, so gentle, why is the heroine not me.

Thinking like this, the corners of his mouth rose wildly.

It's so sweet.

Ginger Snorted softly as a response that she hadn't slept.

"Would you like to drink some porridge? I bought lean porridge. ”

Jiang Tang shook his head and frowned in Meng Hetang's arms.

It's noisy, it's irritable.

"Obedient, how many bites will we eat, okay?"

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat."

Jiang Tang left Meng Hetang's embrace with some irritability, his face leaned to the other side, and his forehead was even more uncomfortable when he pressed against the cold chair, playing with a small temperament.

"I don't want to eat, I want to sleep, I want to go home."

Thinking that the chair was too cold, Jiang Tang fell back into Meng Hetang's arms.

"Okay, okay, that's not going to eat."

Meng Hetang compromised and looked up at the hanging bottle.

"Soon, there's still a third of it, we'll go home after hanging, okay?"

Meng Hetang's appeasement and tolerance soothed Jiang Tang's sudden irritability, she nodded, and fell asleep in Meng Hetang's arms.

Meng Hetang always paid attention to the hanging bottle, and when he almost bottomed out, he called the nurse softly, wanting to wake up Jiang Tang, but seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, his heart softened, and he hugged her horizontally, afraid that she would wake up from her shallow sleep and wake her up lightly.

"Brother Meng, goodbye."

Fans have been paying attention to the two, and they are really envious and jealous when they see Meng Hetang's careful care, but they smirk unconsciously.

"Hey, goodbye."

He nodded back and left with ginger candy.

When he got home and put the ginger candy on the bed, Meng Hetang rubbed his waist and fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and his brows were furrowed and he looked very uncomfortable.

After relieving for a while, I felt that my waist was not so painful, looked at Jiang Tang for a while, gave her a haircut, touched her face, tucked the quilt, and finally sighed and kissed her forehead.

Holding on to the bed and holding his waist, he stood up with some difficulty, and turned off the light in the room before leaving.

For several days, ginger candy went to the hospital on time every day to report, and every day the needle ginger candy has begun to fear the hospital, both hands are swollen, and the blood vessels on the back of the hands cannot be found and begin to prick the blood vessels on the wrists.

It can be regarded as a living tiger for a week, and ginger candy is like lifting the seal, and he can't pull it when he goes crazy.