Jiang Jingming glanced at Zhao Siqing in the custody room, turned his head to look at Huo Jingchen and said softly: "I'm here to guard you to eat something first." ”

Huo Jingchen was motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Jingming frowned when he saw it, and said again: "My sister won't want to see you like this, if she knows, she should be sad." ”

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and said softly: "If she feels sorry for me, she will wake up, just right." ”

Jiang Jingming knew his temperament, so he simply stopped persuading, and immediately sneered: "It's just right not to eat or drink, and if you die, give Lu Qian a place." ”

After that, Jiang Jingming got up and didn't care about him anymore.

Huo Jingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Qian, who was wearing a peaked cap and guarding the corner, was silent for a few seconds, and finally took the insulated lunch box handed over by Song Huaijin.

He retracted his gaze, and took two bites with water in his eyes, which tasted like chewing wax, but he couldn't eat anything.

Not long after, Li Feihuan came over with Li Feiyuan in his arms.

Yuan Yuan wore a pair of suspender pants and a white shirt, and a black bow tie, still looking like a stinky little Zhengtai.

When he arrived in the corridor, he began to look around for Zhao Siqing's figure, writhing in Li Feihuan's arms.

Li Feihuan carried him to the glass window of the intensive care unit, Yuan Yuan looked at Zhao Siqing in the ward in a daze, and gradually quieted down, staring at Zhao Siqing with a pair of round eyes for a long time without moving away.

After a few seconds, he stretched his arms and moved forward a few more minutes, and Li Feihuan hugged him and walked closer.

As soon as he got closer, Yuan Yuan began to knock on the glass window violently, and the two fleshy little hands didn't hurt either, as if he wanted to wake Zhao Siqing up, he banged the glass, like a small beast.

"My sister is hurt, don't quarrel with her." Li Feihuan restrained Yuan Yuan's hand and spoke softly.

Yuan Yuan obviously didn't accept this result, and struggled to go in and shake Zhao Siqing awake, his white and tender little hands patted the glass window one by one, and his big eyes kept looking at Zhao Siqing, wanting her to wake up and see herself.

But he made a fuss for a long time, but Zhao Siqing in the ward never reacted.

Yuan Yuan seemed to be tired of tossing, and gradually withdrew his hand, and with a small mouth, the tears of the bean crackled and fell.

At first, I was silently shedding tears, but later, I didn't know what I thought, so I howled at the top of my throat, crying heartbreakingly.

Li Feihuan frowned and said in a low voice, "You be quiet." ”

Li Feiyuan raised his eyes to look at him, his long eyelashes were stained with a layer of mist, and his clear and translucent pupils made his heart soften.

Facing Li Feihuan's warm eyes, Yuan Yuan flattened his mouth and gradually stopped crying, and suddenly began to wave his fists, kicking and attacking Li Feihuan.

Li Feihuan's face sank a little, looked at Xiao Douding in his arms and said slowly: "I'll count three seconds, you calm down." ”

Li Feiyuan's movements paused, and gradually slowed down, obviously a little afraid of him.

Li Feihuan put him on the ground, didn't care about him anymore, stood outside the window and looked at Zhao Siqing for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

As soon as Li Feiyuan was free, he ran to Huo Jingchen on his short legs, reached out and grabbed his two fingers, and dragged them hard.

Huo Jingchen raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see too much emotion.

Yuan Yuan was not afraid of him, and he couldn't move after dragging him for a while, so he turned his head anxiously and pointed to the door of the ward where Zhao Siqing was, as if he wanted Huo Jingchen to take him over.