It's not too early to get home.

Song Cangran came out after washing, Huo Zizhao sat at the desk and looked at something, and when he saw her coming over, he beckoned: "Come and see, do you still like this notebook?" ”

"Hey, did you really buy a new one?"

"I'll let Jiang Ruliu pick it," he reached out and hugged her to his lap, holding her hand and tapping the touchpad: "You try it to be good." ”

His hands were warm and broad, and his little hands were completely covered inside.

"How do you pinch me like this?"

"Okay, you can do it yourself." He withdrew his hand and put his arm around her waist instead.

The new computer is exactly the same as the one she stole before, both in model and color, and you can see his intentions.

"Hmm, don't you say I thought it was the one I lost before."

She operated it with her hands, and it was all the same one, so it was naturally very convenient.

"That's good," she let go of her hand after a casual try, turning her head and nodding on his cheek, "Thank you, boyfriend." ”

Huo Zizhao smiled and rubbed the tip of her nose: "That's it?" ”

"Everyone is so familiar, what are you polite about." She smiled and slapped him, intending to jump off his lap: "You go wash it." ”

Huo Zizhao held her waist and didn't let go, and raised his face to catch her ear beads: "You're welcome, I'll come by myself." ”

After making a fuss for a while, Song Canran finally pushed him away.

"Wait for me, I'll be right away." Huo Zizhao nodded her nose suggestively and went to the bathroom with a smile.

The two seemed to have returned to their previous intimacy, and they didn't mention Bai Xue'er anymore, as if they had turned the page like this.

The next day was overcast and the weather was predicted by the Meteorological Observatory that snow might fall in the near future.

Although it was a holiday, there were still a lot of things to do, and Song Canran got up early in the morning and planned to go to the hospital to see Song Shihai.

Although she went to visit her father every day, she didn't stay for a long time, and it was rare to have a holiday, so she naturally had to spend more time with him.

When the two arrived at the ward, Gu Xinjie was feeding Song Shihai breakfast.

The two of them fed one by one, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Song Cangran stood at the door, and he couldn't bear to go in and disturb them.

Gu Xinjie still turned her head to see them, and the movements in her hands were stunned.

"You're here?"

"Mom," she said, walking in, "I'll come." ”

"No need," Song Shihai fumbled to take the bowl, "Actually, I can do it myself, your mother has to treat me as a child." ”

"Forget it, I'll have more trouble cleaning up if I spill it."

Song Cangran looked down at his gauze-wrapped eyes, the doctor did an eye operation for him a few days ago, it is said that there is still a lot of hope for a cure, but his vision may be affected, and the gauze will have to wait a few days to be removed, and then he will know the recovery situation.

The two stayed in the ward for a long time, and met Zhuang Buyi to come to check on the ward halfway.

In fact, he generally doesn't like to do this kind of thing, because Huo Zizhao has taken special care of him, so he will come to see Song Shihai's recovery from time to time.

After checking the room, Huo Zizhao and Song Canran sent him out and asked Song Shihai about his condition by the way.

After a few people chatted for a few words, his gaze swept over Song Canran's face intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly asked, "Did you get better from your illness last time?" ”

"Good morning."

"Stretch out your hand, and I'll take your pulse again."

After saying that, he didn't wait for her to object, and reached out to catch her pulse.

This time, he took a long time to ask for a pulse, and after taking the pulse, he carefully looked at her face, and asked her to stick out her tongue to look at the tongue coating, and asked about her diet and so on.

"What's wrong?" Huo Zizhao was nervous: "What's the problem?" ”