Sheng Jing glanced at her, the wide hospital gown showed that she was thin, and her pale face had a hint of pity.

"Looks like you're doing well without me." There was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

Ni Chenghuan smiled lightly, he didn't want to smoke, but he couldn't help but take one out of the cigarette case, put it in his hand and play, and said, "Well, it's better than before."

It's really better than being a backward sticker, at least without his control.

After speaking, she turned her head to look at him, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer: "It's really hard for you to care about me so much."

Sheng Jing looked back at her, "Only those who have no brains will belittle their own bodies."

Ni Chenghuan put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it with his head, and inhaled gently, the nicotine relieved the pain in his stomach, and his tone did not fluctuate: "This is my business, what does it have to do with you."

Probably women are more sensitive than men, and at this moment, the second he said that sentence, she was suddenly relieved.

He's actually not that good, he's probably just a man, and anyone can replace him.

Moreover, she has seen everything he has seen, and she has also gotten it, some people are destined to not go far, as long as they have it, there is nothing to be attached to.

"Sister! I've been looking for a long time, so it's ..... you're here" Yan Li was hurrying over, and when she saw the cigarette in her hand, her brows tightened, and then she snatched it and threw it on the ground to extinguish it.

"What's the matter with you, you're sick, you're still smoking, and you're dying!" His voice was bright, and he let out a loud shout.

Ni Chenghuan was so noisy that her ears hurt, and she was about to say something, but she found that his eyes were red for a long time, she frowned and said, "If you dare to cry, I will throw you down from here."

Yan Lizheng put away his tears, subconsciously glanced at the high floor, and inadvertently saw Sheng Jing standing aside, he was a little stunned, "Sister, am I bothering you.....

Ni Chenghuan's afterglow fell on Sheng Jing for a moment, smiled lightly, and then put the cigarette case in his hand into the pocket of his clothes, and said, "No, let's go back."

"Oh, what a .....". z.br>

Sheng Jing watched them disappear from his sight little by little, and then turned around and left the inpatient department.

Back in the ward, Yan Lizheng complained: "Sister, your ex-boyfriend is really not human, you are sick, and he is still smoking in front of you."

"He smoked it, and when he saw you smoking, he didn't stop it, he deserved to break up."

Yan Li really regarded Ni Chenghuan as a relative, so he was so worried about her.

Ni Cheng laughed happily, "Hmm."

Yan Li was looking at her, and asked with a gossip on her face, "Sister, tell me about it, tell me about your relationship with him."

"There's nothing to say, you'll understand when you're older."

Ni Chenghuan doesn't have a habit of talking about other people's behind her back, let alone her ex-boyfriend, no matter how unbearable they used to be and how ruthless he was, she wouldn't say it outside, and she didn't have such a pattern for people to talk about after dinner.

"I'm an adult, what's not to hear......" Yan Li pouted and set the packed lunch on the table for her.

"Brother Sen said you can only eat liquid food, I just called you and you didn't answer, so I bought some porridge."

Ni Chenghuan looked at the large boxes of porridge on the table, "Some?"

"You eat first, I'll eat if I can't finish it." Yan Lizheng said.

Ni Chenghuan picked a bowl of yam and millet, and the rest of Yan Lizheng drank it all by himself, and said while cleaning up, "Sister, it's the first time I've drunk so much porridge, and I'm going to die."

"Don't buy so much next time."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and Song Shi walked in with a cane and a thermos bucket, "Sister Ni, I heard that you are sick, I asked my aunt to make you an extra lunch."

Ni Chenghuan looked at him limping in and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"

"Ah, it's okay, I fell while playing basketball." Song Shi said with a big sting, threw away his crutches, and jumped in front of her.

Yan Lizheng glanced at him, obviously not very welcome.

"Yam pork bone soup, big tonic soup." Song Shi put the thermos bucket on the table.

Ni Chenghuan's appetite was not very good, he had just eaten and couldn't eat anything, so he said, "No need, thank you."

"Then save it for the afternoon, stew it for you." The meaning of his words is unclear, and coupled with his relationship with Sheng Jing, it is difficult not to make people think in the other direction.

But this soup is innocent, and it has nothing to do with Sheng Jing's half a penny. It was Song Shi who stewed Ni Chenghuan without telling Sheng Jing about it, and thought that Sheng Jing would come to visit him this morning and ask him to come to her to deliver soup to ease the relationship.

Unexpectedly, he refused without hesitation, and finally had to send it himself.

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't like yams." She said lightly, no matter who stewed it, she didn't want to drink it, and she didn't want to be involved with anyone related to Sheng Jing anymore.

Song Shi was a little embarrassed, so he smiled and said to himself, "It's okay, it won't taste good in the afternoon."

"By the way, did you just run into my brother?" He asked again.