In the ward, Xia Wei sat on the hospital bed and played games.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open.

She originally thought it was Xia Luoxuan or Bai Yinqiu coming.

When Ding Qing saw it, the person who walked in was Fu Mocheng.

Fu Mocheng originally thought that he had missed the previous opportunity, but he didn't expect that God had given him another opportunity to see Xia Wei now.

Xia Wei is sick.

Fu Mocheng walked over and said softly, "I heard that you are sick, I will come to see you." ”

Xia Wei glanced at him, didn't speak, and continued to play her game.

He continued to say gently, "Are you feeling better?" I brought you some chicken soup, would you like to drink some? ”

"What are you doing here?" Xia Wei's eyes lit up with doubt and vigilance.

"I'm a little worried about you, I wonder how you're doing? Are you getting better? Fu Mocheng's eyes were full of worry, and he seemed to be really worried about Xia Wei.

"Fu Mocheng, I still remember what you said to me before." Xia Wei had a faint smile in her eyes.

When Fu Mocheng heard this, he was stunned, looked at her and asked, "What?" ”

"You said you wouldn't marry me, it's impossible between us." The corners of Xia Wei's mouth pulled into a sarcastic smile, "What are you trying to do now?" ”

"I" Fu Mocheng was dumbfounded by Xia Wei for a while, and his face was ugly.

However, soon, his expression returned to normal, with a gentle and sincere voice in his voice, "Xia Wei, I'm really worried about you, so I know that as soon as you get sick, I rushed out, if you don't treat me like this, I'll just leave." ”

In the end, Fu Mocheng was ready to retreat.

It's just that Xia Wei didn't appreciate his affection, she responded slowly, "Since that's the case, let's go." ”

Listening to Xia Wei's words, Fu Mocheng instantly felt that he was digging a pit to bury himself.

He took out the thermos cup in his hand, put it on the table, opened it, and the slightest heat and aroma wafted out, "You drink the chicken soup, I'll leave." ”

In this regard, Xia Wei did not express an opinion.

She didn't want to drink this thing, let alone Fu Mocheng's.

Since this man loves to stay here, it is better not to stay here.

Xia Wei continued to play her game, too lazy to take care of the person, as if the person didn't exist.

Being nakedly ignored, Fu Mocheng was a little angry, but he gradually calmed down again.

Fu Yunshen walked into Xia Wei's ward, pushed the door and walked in.

He saw a tall, handsome man with a hint of grace sitting in Xia Wei's hospital room.

Xia Wei sat on the bed playing games, and the man sat there reading a book.

The environment is very quiet and quiet, and Xia Wei has a lot of fun playing games.

Everything is quiet and quiet, and it seems to be very harmonious.

When Fu Yunshen saw this scene, his face darkened.

This woman, he was worried about her, thinking that when people are sick, they are generally very fragile and need people's comfort and care.

He checked Xia Wei's hospital and quietly cared about her, wanting to comfort her.

I never thought that she was having a good time and didn't need him to comfort her at all.

Not only that, but there was a man in her room.

Fu Yun looked at the man deeply, and then saw the insulated box that the man placed on the table.

What does this man want to do? Sincerely.

For a moment, Fu Yunshen looked at this person, and the displeasure in his eyes flashed.

He deliberately increased his pace and strode in.

Xia Wei, who was playing the game, suddenly heard footsteps.

And it seems to be coming towards her.

She couldn't help but look up.

When she looked up, she found that Fu Yunshen, the person who walked in!

She was startled and almost jumped out of bed.

Why did Fu Yunshen come here?

Isn't he busy?

Fu ...... Mr. Fu? Xia Wei looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but stammer.