She was in the hospital before, and it was only a wound, and the medicine she was taking was not like this, and she didn't tell anyone that she couldn't take medicine like this.

Wang Zicheng naturally didn't know that she had no way to swallow, if she had known earlier, she would definitely have asked Xiao Yilin to prescribe Chinese medicine.

Seeing her vomiting like this, Wang Zicheng couldn't help frowning, and his heart hurt as if he had been inserted into a knife, so he hurriedly helped her smooth out and said, "You can't take this medicine, why didn't you tell me earlier?" ”

Su Min closed her lips tightly, her body trembled slightly, her brows furrowed, and she seemed to be still recalling the painful process.

Seeing her so uncomfortable, Wang Zicheng was even more heartbroken, and couldn't help but hug her in his arms, and said softly, "Can you take Chinese medicine?" That medicine is also bitter! ”

Su Min still didn't recover at this time, and the chest heaved as if he was taking a deep breath. She was weak herself, but now she looked more like a withered flower, swaying on the edge of a cliff, letting the wind and rain fall.

She lay in Wang Zicheng's arms and slowly returned to her senses.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wang Zicheng was a little frightened, and hurriedly shouted, "Minmin!" ”

Su Min lay in Wang Zicheng's arms, slowly coming back to her senses, she had no way to speak, so she had to wait for her consciousness to regain a trace of clarity before she tightened the hand he was holding.

Seeing her respond to him, Wang Zicheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at this time he felt a trace of chagrin in his heart, annoyed that he shouldn't have forced her to take medicine.

"I can eat it, and more often than not, I eat Chinese medicine, no matter how bitter it is." Su Min saw that Wang Zicheng was worried, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

When Wang Zicheng saw her speak, he was even more relieved and said, "That's okay, I'll call Mr. Xiao and ask him to help prescribe some prescriptions." ”

In the afternoon, Xiao Yilin asked someone to send the Chinese medicine over.

The medicine was packed in several vellum-looking bags with some English printed on them, presumably information about Xiao Yilin's clinic.

Su Min couldn't understand these either, so she reached out and touched it, she wanted to try if the kraft paper was strong. It's just that the moment I touched it, a unique temperature passed through my fingertips, and I thought it was just after I got through it.

Wang Zicheng cut open a packet of medicine and poured it into the cup for Su Min, and the air was suddenly filled with a special smell of medicine.

Su Min looked at the dark brown medicine, his brows furrowed slightly, but it looked much better than the previous Western medicine, and he hurriedly swallowed it all in three or two clicks.

It is indeed smoother than Western medicine, and after swallowing, there is a unique herb fragrance in the mouth, although it is also bitter, but it can be tolerated.

"By the way, Zicheng, is that place you are talking about, is it Chinatown?" Su Min asked as she ate the candy that Wang Zicheng had prepared for her.

This American candy doesn't seem to be much different from the domestic one.

"Well, are you going or not?" Wang Zicheng leaned his head on the sofa and asked lazily.

It seemed that the previous tension had dissipated, and the two of them talked as if they were nothing.

"Yes, yes! I don't know if the New Year in Chinatown will be the same as in China. As he spoke, he cautiously leaned against Wang Zicheng's chest and looked at him with a pair of eyes.

Seeing that he didn't seem to react, he lay down with relief, smelled his peculiar smell, and rubbed it.

Wang Zicheng glanced at Su Min, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised, and let her lean on, his heart was extremely sweet.

Early the next morning, Su Min got up early.

She was wearing the bright red jacket, the off-white embroidered dress she wore yesterday, and a pair of red leather shoes on her feet.

At this time, Su Min was combing her hair in front of the mirror, but she was not satisfied after trying on several hairstyles.

"Ouch......" she sighed and froze.

Wang Zicheng didn't know when he came in, he saw Su Min in a daze, so he smiled, put the breakfast in his hand on the coffee table and asked, "What's the matter, you're in a daze again?" ”

Su Min came back to her senses and smiled sweetly, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly don't know what kind of hair to comb." ”

Only then did she realize that Wang Zicheng was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but his long hair was tied up with a black headband.

His hair is scattered and he is at this time, there are two different styles, if you let Su Min pick one, it will still be him now, it is always more energetic than yesterday!

I saw him slowly walk over, pick up the comb on the table, and linger in her hair.

"Otherwise, I'll comb it for you?" A gentle.

"Good ......" a shy one.

Wang Zicheng can take care of his hair well, and Su Min's hair is naturally no problem.

In the quiet room, the wind outside the window slowly carries the sunlight into the house.

They are dressed in Hanfu, and they look so beautiful in an American decoration, like a medieval European oil painting.

Su Min's curly hair, flowing and obedient in Wang Zicheng's hands, formed a bun, and hung the red Chinese knot card.

Wang Zicheng looked at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction and asked, "What do you think?" ”

I saw that in the mirror, a well-behaved Chinese doll stood out, different from the previous lively and cute, and more dignified and elegant.

Su Min slightly admired Wang Zicheng's craftsmanship in her heart, and a sweet happiness spread from her heart.

She jumped up and pecked Wang Zicheng on the cheek, as if she had responded to him with this action that night of confession.

Gently, quickly, with a hint of shyness in a kiss.

Wang Zicheng was stunned for a moment, his cheeks flushed slightly. The comb in his hand slipped to the ground because of his distraction.

What kind of situation is it that allows you and me to have a sweet happiness that is different from others when we are young?

Seeing him like this, Su Min couldn't help but cover his lips and chuckle, "Zicheng comb is really good-looking, I don't know if there will be a chance to ...... in the future."

"Yes, I'll comb it for you for the rest of your life." When Wang Zicheng heard Su Min's words, he came back to his senses and responded to her categorically.

Comb for a lifetime, even if I lose my life, I am willing.

No matter how many years have passed, no matter how time has changed, I am willing!

He said silently in his heart, a smile on his face, driving a pair of eyes, forming a pair of crescents.

There was a different look in his eyes.

The eyes that were originally bright stars seemed to have become a little blurry, and the lovely people in front of them began to fall.

He lifted his slender fingers and gently cupped Su Min's face.

He took a deep look and slowly pressed his warm lips to it.

Grinding gently, just like himself, gentle.

In these innocent years, if you can be with the person you like, you feel that you have no regrets in this life!

Su Min was sensitive to his gentleness and responded gently.

Sweet and happy, her eyes moistened slightly.

Maybe it was because of the initial recovery from a serious illness, after a while, she was slightly wheezing, but she didn't push Wang Zicheng away like last time.

Wang Zicheng heard that she was a little out of breath, so he withdrew with a smile, put the foreheads of the two people only together, and said deeply, "Minmin, I love you." ”

I love you, and I like you, the same mood, but different feelings.

"Zicheng, I love you too......" Su Min also responded to him with a smile, tears running through the corners of his eyes.

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