After Zhu Cen left, Jiang Feng stared at the person on the bed.

Zuo Nian closed his eyes and didn't dare to move, but as soon as his eyes were closed, he couldn't see anything, and he didn't hear any movement on Jiang Feng's side for a long time.

After a long time, she couldn't help but secretly open her eyes again...... Coincidentally, he directly stared at Shang Jiang Feng's eyes staring at him.

She hurriedly closed it again.

Then she heard Jiang Bong say, "Get up and eat the porridge."

Zuo Nian couldn't pretend anymore, so he had to open his eyes. br>

Normal people have to avoid Zuo Nian's gaze when they see this situation, but Jiang Feng doesn't, he still stares at Zuo Nian naked, and Zuo Nian once hoped that something could block her.

Of course, there was none, so she stalemates for a while and has to try to sit up.

Together, the strong dizziness made her unbearable, leaned on the head of the bed for a while to get better, looked at the distance of the bowl, and struggled to get up and stretched out her hand to reach.

During this period, Jiang Fengdu looked at her like a moving doll, watching how she completed one instruction after another.

Zuo Nian got the bowl, but fortunately Jiang Feng put the bowl on the cabinet next to the bed, but fortunately, the bowl didn't feel very hot to the touch.

She didn't use a spoon, she wanted to take a few sips to kill it while holding the bowl, she didn't want to eat it, she just wanted to complete Jiang Feng's "order", and get rid of it as soon as possible.

But as soon as she took a sip, she was dizzy and her stomach was churning, and she almost threw up.

She endured it for a while, and after enduring the desire to vomit, she didn't want to take a second bite.

Holding the bowl, she hesitantly asked Jiang Feng, "Can I stop drinking?"

Her voice was hoarse, her nasal voice was heavy, her face was flushed abnormally due to fever, and her eyes were foggy.

A whole pitiful look.

Jiang Feng looked at her strangely for a while, and then said when Zuo Nian couldn't stand it, "No."

Zuo Nian's throat choked, and his shriveled guts popped out a little: "Then I'll spit here in a while, don't be angry."

"Threaten me again?"

Zuo Nian shrank his neck: "No."

Jiang Feng got up, came to Zuo Nian, put his big palm on Zuo Nian's brain, and then leaned back with her head: "Didn't you dare last night, what are you afraid of now?"

Zuo Nian couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, his eyes turned red, and he might cry in the next second.

She was really uncomfortable, and she couldn't help it due to physiological factors.

Jiang Feng was stunned, and then pushed her head away with a little annoyance, Zuo Nian was already dizzy, and was pushed by him like this, even if it was not heavy, she couldn't steadily tilt to the side with his strength, and the bowl in her hand was about to spill......

Jiang Feng quickly grabbed the bowl with one hand, and pulled Zuo Nian with the other hand.

But although he took Zuo Nian's hand, Zuo Nian's person still fell, but fortunately, the direction of the fall was the bed, and there was nothing wrong.

It's just that Zuo Nian was already uncomfortable, and when she moved like this, she was so dizzy that she wanted to vomit, and most importantly, the needle on the drip ran out of the needle.

Jiang Feng: "......"

He really didn't mean it this time.

He put the bowl back on the table, and then went to help Zuo Nian (grab) it, barely letting Zuo Nian lean against the head of the bed, and then hurriedly went to deal with the needle in her hand.

Zuo Nian endured dizziness while looking at the ceiling speechlessly.

Is this another new way for Jiang Feng to torture and tease her? I don't know if my life is hard enough and how long I can last.

"Alright."

Zuo Nian was slightly stunned, and then lowered his eyes to look at his hand.

The needle on the back of the hand is re-tied and fixed, and the technique is still good? But Jiang Feng, a young master, how could he still give people injections?

She looked at Jiang Feng a little puzzled, and Jiang Feng sat down on the edge of the bed, brought the bowl over again, and prepared to feed Zuo Nian with a calm expression.

But for Zuo Nian, it is comparable to the medicine that Wu Dalang saw when he was just reborn!

A spoonful was fed to Zuo Nian's mouth, and Zuo Nian couldn't open his mouth for a long time......

Jiang Feng glanced at the porridge in his bowl, this is what the chef said to do, it is light and nutritious, don't look at it as porridge, there are some ingredients in it.

The taste is ok and the chef's craftsmanship is guaranteed.

Why didn't she eat it?

"I—I don't have an appetite, I want to throw up." Zuo Nian shirked.

Even if the porridge is not poisonous, if Jiang Feng can feed her with this hand, she feels that she will lose her life!

Rushed by him!

Jiang Bong was unaware of this, and even, the more she was afraid of something, the more he wanted to do: "If you drink slowly, you won't vomit."

"What if?" She asked apprehensively.

"Spit and spit out." He raised his lips and smiled, without any kindness, "I can give you a chance to wash up."

Left reading: "......"

"You can choose not to drink it, I can ...... it."

Zuo Nian didn't dare to listen to his words at all, and opened his mouth to take the spoon he fed.