The little driver followed Xing Ziyan until he went to the ward.

Xing Ziyan skillfully hung the drip bottle in his hand on top of Fang Mujian, watching the liquid in the thin tube fall into the back of Fang Mujian's hand one by one.

The little driver saw that his president had been standing in front of the bed and looking at Fang Mujian, so he walked out the door with interest.

Xing Ziyan heard the noise behind him, turned around and looked at the little driver and said.

"You go buy some light food." Xing Ziyan knew that it was almost noon now, and according to Aunt Huo, Fang Muhibiscus hadn't eaten a bite of food until now, and he would definitely die of hunger when he woke up.

"Okay, president" The little driver looked at Xing Ziyan's deep eyes and said, the current president's eyes didn't seem to be as fierce and cold as usual, but instead covered with a layer of hazy gentleness.

After the little driver walked out of the ward, he went straight downstairs to look for a breakfast shop, and his president said that it was to be lighter, then there was only porridge or something.

Xing Ziyan watched the little driver walk out of the ward, pulled over a stool and sat down next to Fang Muhibiscus, staring at Fang Muhibiscus's miserable little face.

His heart was full of pity, and he knew that Fang Hibiscus was not just because of a cold, but also because of Sugar Candy's attitude towards Fang Hibiscus last night.

Xing Ziyan thought of this, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, Fang Mujin had already experienced some things that ordinary people couldn't experience in a lifetime many years ago, and now he had to work this kind of thing, he didn't seem to be able to protect Fang Mujian at all, at least in the matter of sugar candy.

At this time, the little driver was standing in front of the menu in a small breakfast shop, there were so many things here, which one should he buy to be able to win the favor of his own president and make Fang Mujian have an appetite to eat.

"Boss, take a bowl of polenta, a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge, and a basket of steamed buns and a white egg." The little driver knows that usually the amount of food for girls is quite small, not to mention that Fang Mujian is still so thin, and now he takes a bowl of sweet and salty porridge, and probably won't step on the thunder.

"Okay, handsome guy, you wait a minute" The boss was a little puzzled by the young man who came to buy breakfast at noon, but he was a businessman, and as long as he had business, he still had to do it.

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to pack everything the little driver wanted and handed it to him.

"Handsome guy, your stuff is ready," the shopkeeper said as he looked at the little driver who was sitting there in a daze.

"Okay, thank you boss"

The little driver took the breakfast, put down a hundred yuan on the table and walked out, ignoring the boss's shouting behind him.

Today is also strange, when living alone on weekdays, the little driver who has always saved has become so big today.

The little driver hurriedly rushed to the hospital, stopped at the door of the ward, and pushed the door open to walk into the ward.

The little driver didn't think about knocking on the door, but he also thought that if Fang Mujian was still asleep, his president would definitely blame himself for arguing with Fang Mujian, and he would suffer again when the time came, so it was better to slow down and walk into the ward.

When he tiptoed in, he saw his president sitting on the bench, holding the slender jade hand of Fang Mujian lying on the hospital bed in one bony hand, with a look of pity.

This expression was something the little driver had never seen before.

"President, I've bought the food" The little driver bent down and whispered in Xing Ziyan's ear, this sudden sound scared Xing Ziyan a lot, just now when the little driver entered the door, Xing Ziyan didn't feel it at all.

Xing Ziyan was a little angry for a moment, but at that moment, he thought that Fang Mujian was still lying on the hospital bed, and he couldn't be too impulsive, so he lowered his voice and said.

"Put it there, go out" Even if Xing Ziyan was trying his best to endure the little driver's actions just now, the little driver heard the dissatisfaction and anger in his president's tone.

He didn't dare to talk to his president anymore, slowly walked to the bedside, gently put the food he bought on the bedside table, and didn't dare to stay in the ward for a moment and go out.

At the moment when the little priest came to the door, Fang Hibiscus's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

All this was captured by Xing Ziyan in his eyes, so he shook the small hand he was holding and said.

"Hibiscus, Hibiscus"

There was an unconcealed anxiety in Xing Ziyan's tone.

He watched as Fang Mujian's eyes slowly opened, but there was still no light or brilliance.

"Xing Ziyan, why am I in the hospital" After Fang Mujian opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was that Xing Ziyan's handsome face looked extremely focused

looked around again, and then found that he was in the hospital, and his mind was full of a big question mark.

But after Fang Muhibiscus said this, he suddenly felt that he had a headache as if it was about to explode, and his instinctive reaction was to reach out and touch his head, but only one hand reached out to the top of his head freely, and the other hand was held by Xing Ziyan, and it was the hand he was holding tightly that was dripping.

Fortunately, if you get caught, you won't roll the needle.

"Hibiscus, you have a high fever, I'll send you to the hospital, it's a little faster now, you can get up and eat something"

Xing Ziyan looked at Fang Mu Hibiscus's extremely confused face and said, there was a sense of non-resistance in his deep voice, but it was more of a worry about Fang Mu Hibiscus's body.

"Good"

Fang Mujin didn't feel hungry yet, but after Xing Ziyan finished the call, he felt that his stomach was a little uncomfortable, probably because he hadn't eaten a bite of food since morning

After she sat up with a free hand, she found that Xing Ziyan hadn't let go of herself, so she spoke.

"Xing Ziyan, you hold my hand, how can I eat?"

Fang Muhibiscus was not very resistant to Xing Ziyan's contact, but now that he wants to eat, it is not convenient at all, but he didn't expect that after listening to what he said, although Xing Ziyan said that he let go of his hand, he didn't let himself reach for the porridge.

"Hibiscus, do you want to drink sweet or salty"

After Xing Ziyan opened the package, he found that there were two bowls of porridge with different flavors, so he naturally wanted to ask Fang Mujian which flavor to choose.

"Salty" After hearing Xing Ziyan's words, Fang Muhiscus replied categorically, now she feels that her mouth is a little bitter, if she eats something sweet, I am afraid that after eating, her mouth will be a little sour, and the salty one is different, not to mention that Fang Muhibiscus herself prefers salty porridge.

"Good"

Fang Mujian thought that Xing Ziyan would hand the salty porridge to his hand, but he didn't expect that Xing Ziyan would actually hold it in his hand and put a spoonful of porridge on Fang Muhibiscus's mouth.

"What are you doing, I'll do it myself" Fang Mujin was very unaccustomed to this kind of care, so he had to carefully raise the hand that was dripping.

"No, there's going to be a problem with the needle in your hand."