Waiting for Chu Ci to enter the independent washroom of the ward, Yan Ting withdrew his gaze.

The last thing I looked at was the little sparrow that was standing on a plant and playing with itself.

The black eyes narrowed, originally leaving this little sparrow to let Chu Ci not follow him all day long, but when I looked at it now, I felt that this little sparrow was a bit of an eyesore.

Just such a small thing, is it too long to linger in front of Chu Ci's eyes.

Probably sensing Yan Ting's gaze, the little sparrow chirped a few times, fluttered and hid himself a little tighter.

The little body that was fed round was plunged into the soft and heavy curtains, leaving the long tail feathers behind him, shaking and shaking, patronizing his head, looking stupid.

Yan Ting faintly shifted his gaze, the tingling pain in his stomach made him squint, and finally twisted his eyebrows, and fell asleep again in a dizziness.

By the time he woke up suddenly because of the mental condition during this time, the sky was slowly bright, and it was estimated that an hour or two had passed.

There was no one else in the ward, only Chu Ci sat on the sofa, there were several lunch boxes on the coffee table in front of the sofa, one of which had already been eaten, and the other side was rice porridge packed in plastic boxes.

The little sparrow that was originally hidden also gathered around her, and from time to time to peck at the bird food that she had also sprinkled aside.

The little girl just shrunk on the sofa and continued to fill her mouth with xiaolongbao contentedly, probably sensing his gaze, and the little girl puffed out her cheeks and chewed hard, while raising her eyes to look at him.

She had been washed white and clean, and her black hair was neatly tied behind her head, and between the slight reverberations, two or three rubbed against her white and tender cheeks.

Wearing a slightly neutral costume, but still looking extraordinarily well-behaved and cute, I didn't feel much when I was a spiritual creature before, but at this moment in the light that slowly fell from the window, the little girl was white and shining.

It's clean and refreshing, as if it has nothing to do with those ghosts and demons, spiritual power and ghosts.

She swallowed the xiaolongbao in her mouth, took out a thermos bucket from the pile of bags next to her, and just carried the thermos bucket, got up and walked to the bedside.

Yan Ting subconsciously wanted to sit up, but he was held down by Chu Ci, who sat on the escort chair at the head of the bed, and his voice was soft, "Don't move, lie down well, wait a little longer and the water will be lifted." ”

Yan Ting's head was no longer as groggy as before, his heavy body was much lighter, and his stomach was not so uncomfortable, when he heard Chu Ci's words, he didn't move obediently, just stared straight at Chu Ci with a pair of black eyes.

Yesterday's foggy irritability had long since faded, and his eyes regained clarity and calmness, licking his back molars with the tip of his tongue, and glancing at the medicine bottle hanging above his head.

Then she smelled the fragrant smell of rice porridge, Chu Ci had already opened the thermos bucket, and the thermos bucket was steaming outward, and she took a bowl out, it was millet porridge.

Stirring with a spoon and blowing a few times, Chu Ci looked at him and brought this spoonful of cold millet porridge to his mouth, "Eat." ”

Yan Ting felt the bitterness in his mouth and the swelling pain in his throat, obediently opened his mouth, and swallowed the warm rice porridge.