Early the next morning.

Zhou Xiaojing slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was a handsome and charming face, and Lu Yunting was staring at her intently.

Startled her.

"What are you doing?"

"You had a nightmare last night?" Lu Yunting asked her softly.

Zhou Xiaojing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, as for what she dreamed of, she didn't say anything.

At eight o'clock, you can go to buy breakfast to fill your stomach, she asked him what he wanted to eat, Lu Yunting said it was okay, and then added a joke: "Can I eat you?" ”

Zhou Xiaojing: "......"

……

On the way, she passed by a flower shop, stopped to buy a bouquet of flowers, and it took about an hour to get back.

"Why did you come back and didn't you say you could buy food in half an hour? You're going to starve me? As soon as she entered the house, Lu Yunting complained to her.

Zhou Xiaojing threw the flowers on the bed angrily, Lu Yunting glanced at the petals in his hand and put them on the table casually, "Why did you suddenly give me flowers?" ”

"Because you saved me."

She couldn't laugh or cry because of her reasoning, but he enjoyed the feeling of being valued and taken care of.

But this sincerity is too perfunctory.

"You, I want you to be my exclusive babysitter until I'm well."

Lu Yunting made a request.

"Babysitter?" Zhou Xiaojing frowned, "Lu Shao, are you sure?" I'm a very rough man, and I'm afraid I'll make you angry from time to time.

"Give you money."

The good guys give money if they don't agree with each other.

"Okay." Zhou Xiaojing readily agreed, she herself is a person who is short of money, not to mention that she will not lose this money.

In the afternoon, Lu Yunting clamored to go out, saying that it hurt to sleep for so long, and he had to go out to breathe.

With the doctor's consent, Zhou Xiaojing went out for a walk with him, and a child suddenly ran towards them.

The boy was about six or seven years old, wearing a hospital gown, and he didn't seem to be in a very good mental state, Zhou Xiaojing was worried that he would hit Lu Yunting's wound, so he immediately stepped forward to block him.

"Do kids eat candy?"

The boy just wanted to pick up the colorful packaged candy when he suddenly remembered Mommy's words, and immediately shook his head, "Thank you, Auntie Beautiful, I can't eat it." The little boy ran away.

Zhou Xiaojing looked at his back suspiciously, what kind of disease did this child have that he couldn't eat sugar.

"Pediatric diabetes." Lu Yunting explained lightly.

Zhou Xiaojing's eyes widened in shock, diabetes? The child is still so young that he has this disease?

The change in her expression was fully visible to Lu Yunting, and neither of them spoke again.

After a while, it was time to change the dressing, and Zhou Xiaojing helped him change the medicine according to the doctor's instructions.

During the dressing change, Lu Yunting's eyes were always closed, and Zhou Xiaojing lowered his head to carefully check whether the wound on his stomach was torn or inflamed.

"Looks like they're fine."

Father Lu's voice came over at the door to break the silence, and Zhou Xiaojing looked up and saw an older man with a girl beside him.

"Dad, why are you here?" Lu Yunting frowned.

Father Lu glanced at Zhou Xiaojing and then at the gauze wrapped around his stomach, "What's going on?" How did you get hurt? ”

"Yun Ting, tell me if your injury this time has anything to do with her?"

Zhou Xiaojing chuckled in her heart and realized the seriousness of the problem.

Father Lu's words made her shudder, and it was not that she would not go out if she went out.

Lu Yunting was silent, but Father Lu became more and more sure of his guess.

"Brother Yunting, why did you hurt so badly." Xia Wei'er walked towards Lu Yunting with a delicate look, stretched out her hand to caress his wound, her eyes were red, "Does it hurt, Brother Yunting?" ”

Lu Yunting deliberately avoided her touch, and glanced at Lu's father, "Dad, I'm fine, the doctor said that I would be discharged from the hospital in two days." ”

"Who is this?"