Chapter 2282: 2282
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Feng Shaojin received the news and rushed back to the other hospital when it was sunny after the snow. A touch of the setting sun was hanging in the sky. The trees were bleak and the wind was cold.
Mo Lingwei is afraid that Xiu'er is too worried about herself. She puts on her clothes and gets up. She sits by the window in a daze.
When Feng Shaojin came in with a chill, she saw the woman sitting on the couch with a thin blanket and staring out of the window.
Even the sound he made when he pushed the door didn't seem to disturb her.
She sat in the shadow of the light curtain, half of her little face hidden in the dark.
Feng Shaojin stands behind her and looks at her. She feels like a wisp of smoke. She can't hold it or catch it. She may go with the wind at any time.
Feng Shaojin's heart is flustered for no reason.
He went to her, bent down, palms fell on her forehead, warm voice soft language: "I hear you are sick, can't eat, better?"
Mo Ling Wei dull side body, turn a head to see, to the man is full of concern eyes.
Mo Lingwei turned her head out of the window again and said, "much better."
There was an air of indifference around her.
Feng Shaojin is acutely aware that something is wrong with her.
I stayed in the camp for a few days. Before I left, I left him frostbite cream and horse oil. It was only two days. I didn't even want to see him any more.
What happened?
Feng Shaojin quickly searched in her mind and ruled out those possibilities one by one.
Feng Shaojin got closer again, her thin lip was almost close to her ear, and Wen Sheng asked, "have you eaten yet?"
Mo Lingwei seems to be shocked. Her head suddenly turns to the other side. In order to stay away from him, she bumps into the wall and makes a dull sound.
Feng Shaojin quickly stretched out her hand, straightened up, palmed to protect the position where she was hit, and pitied: "is it hurt?"
Mo Lingwei pushed away his hand and stood up with the armchair wrapped in the blanket.
She was thin, and she didn't eat for two days. She was shaking.
Feng Shaojin wants to reach out to help her, but her fingers block her.
Mo Lingwei holds the wall and goes out step by step. She gets out of the bedroom and goes downstairs to the restaurant with the railing.
Feng Shaojin's cheeks are bulging, silently following her, a step away from her.
To the restaurant, Mo Lingwei told the servant: "to call the young master back for dinner."
The servant immediately went to the backyard to find Xiuer.
Feng Shaojin pulls a chair and sits down beside Mo Lingwei. Looking at the abundant soup on the table, she brings the stewed medicinal food porridge to her and asks, "what's the matter with you? Did I do something wrong and make you angry? "
He racked his brains: "is it because Gu Wei was attacked on the way back to other hospitals? Or am I to blame for not sending you and Xiuer back in person? "
Mo Lingwei ignored him, lowered her head, picked up a spoon, put food in her mouth, and swallowed it like chewing wax.
She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she could not help but burst out the long-standing anger in her heart.
She was afraid of scaring Xiuer.
The servant takes Xiu'er back to the restaurant. Mo Lingwei scoops him soup, sandwiches vegetables and puts them in front of Xiu'er: "look at your sweat. Finish your meal quickly and take a bath upstairs to avoid coughing."
Xiuer sees that Mo Lingwei is better, and even his worries are swept away. He smiles and nods to Mo Lingwei, and then he eats.
Xiuer just put down the bowl, Feng Shaojin can't wait to stand up: "I'll adjust the water temperature for Xiuer."
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Feng Shaojin received the news and rushed back to the other hospital when it was sunny after the snow. A touch of the setting sun was hanging in the sky. The trees were bleak and the wind was cold.
Mo Lingwei is afraid that Xiu'er is too worried about herself. She puts on her clothes and gets up. She sits by the window in a daze.
When Feng Shaojin came in with a chill, she saw the woman sitting on the couch with a thin blanket and staring out of the window.
Even the sound he made when he pushed the door didn't seem to disturb her.
She sat in the shadow of the light curtain, half of her little face hidden in the dark.
Feng Shaojin stands behind her and looks at her. She feels like a wisp of smoke. She can't hold it or catch it. She may go with the wind at any time.
Feng Shaojin's heart is flustered for no reason.
He went to her, bent down, palms fell on her forehead, warm voice soft language: "I hear you are sick, can't eat, better?"
Mo Ling Wei dull side body, turn a head to see, to the man is full of concern eyes.
Mo Lingwei turned her head out of the window again and said, "much better."
There was an air of indifference around her.
Feng Shaojin is acutely aware that something is wrong with her.
I stayed in the camp for a few days. Before I left, I left him frostbite cream and horse oil. It was only two days. I didn't even want to see him any more.
What happened?
Feng Shaojin quickly searched in her mind and ruled out those possibilities one by one.
Feng Shaojin got closer again, her thin lip was almost close to her ear, and Wen Sheng asked, "have you eaten yet?"
Mo Lingwei seems to be shocked. Her head suddenly turns to the other side. In order to stay away from him, she bumps into the wall and makes a dull sound.
Feng Shaojin quickly stretched out her hand, straightened up, palmed to protect the position where she was hit, and pitied: "is it hurt?"
Mo Lingwei pushed away his hand and stood up with the armchair wrapped in the blanket.
She was thin, and she didn't eat for two days. She was shaking.
Feng Shaojin wants to reach out to help her, but her fingers block her.
Mo Lingwei holds the wall and goes out step by step. She gets out of the bedroom and goes downstairs to the restaurant with the railing.
Feng Shaojin's cheeks are bulging, silently following her, a step away from her.
To the restaurant, Mo Lingwei told the servant: "to call the young master back for dinner."
The servant immediately went to the backyard to find Xiuer.
Feng Shaojin pulls a chair and sits down beside Mo Lingwei. Looking at the abundant soup on the table, she brings the stewed medicinal food porridge to her and asks, "what's the matter with you? Did I do something wrong and make you angry? "
He racked his brains: "is it because Gu Wei was attacked on the way back to other hospitals? Or am I to blame for not sending you and Xiuer back in person? "
Mo Lingwei ignored him, lowered her head, picked up a spoon, put food in her mouth, and swallowed it like chewing wax.
She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she could not help but burst out the long-standing anger in her heart.
She was afraid of scaring Xiuer.
The servant takes Xiu'er back to the restaurant. Mo Lingwei scoops him soup, sandwiches vegetables and puts them in front of Xiu'er: "look at your sweat. Finish your meal quickly and take a bath upstairs to avoid coughing."
Xiuer sees that Mo Lingwei is better, and even his worries are swept away. He smiles and nods to Mo Lingwei, and then he eats.
Xiuer just put down the bowl, Feng Shaojin can't wait to stand up: "I'll adjust the water temperature for Xiuer."
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Feng Shaojin received the news and rushed back to the other hospital when it was sunny after the snow. A touch of the setting sun was hanging in the sky. The trees were bleak and the wind was cold. Mo Lingwei is afraid that Xiu'er is too worried about herself. She puts on her clothes and gets up. She sits by the window in a daze. When Feng Shaojin came in with a chill, she saw the woman sitting on the couch with a thin blanket and staring out of the window. Even the sound he made when he pushed the door didn't seem to disturb her. She sat in the shadow of the light curtain, half of her little face hidden in the dark. Feng Shaojin stands behind her and looks at her. She feels like a wisp of smoke. She can't hold it or catch it. She may go with the wind at any time. Feng Shaojin's heart is flustered for no reason. He went to her, bent down, palms fell on her forehead, warm voice soft language: "I hear you are sick, can't eat, better?" Mo Ling Wei dull side body, turn a head to see, to the man is full of concern eyes. Mo Lingwei turned her head out of the window again and said, "much better." There was an air of indifference around her. Feng Shaojin is acutely aware that something is wrong with her. I stayed in the camp for a few days. Before I left, I left him frostbite cream and horse oil. It was only two days. I didn't even want to see him any more. What happened? Feng Shaojin quickly searched in her mind and ruled out those possibilities one by one. Feng Shaojin got closer again, her thin lip was almost close to her ear, and Wen Sheng asked, "have you eaten yet?" Mo Lingwei seems to be shocked. Her head suddenly turns to the other side. In order to stay away from him, she bumps into the wall and makes a dull sound. Feng Shaojin quickly stretched out her hand, straightened up, palmed to protect the position where she was hit, and pitied: "is it hurt?" Mo Lingwei pushed away his hand and stood up with the armchair wrapped in the blanket. She was thin, and she didn't eat for two days. She was shaking. Feng Shaojin wants to reach out to help her, but her fingers block her. Mo Lingwei holds the wall and goes out step by step. She gets out of the bedroom and goes downstairs to the restaurant with the railing. Feng Shaojin's cheeks are bulging, silently following her, a step away from her. To the restaurant, Mo Lingwei told the servant: "to call the young master back for dinner." The servant immediately went to the backyard to find Xiuer. Feng Shaojin pulls a chair and sits down beside Mo Lingwei. Looking at the abundant soup on the table, she brings the stewed medicinal food porridge to her and asks, "what's the matter with you? Did I do something wrong and make you angry? " He racked his brains: "is it because Gu Wei was attacked on the way back to other hospitals? Or am I to blame for not sending you and Xiuer back in person? " Mo Lingwei ignored him, lowered her head, picked up a spoon, put food in her mouth, and swallowed it like chewing wax. She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she could not help but burst out the long-standing anger in her heart. She was afraid of scaring Xiuer. The servant takes Xiu'er back to the restaurant. Mo Lingwei scoops him soup, sandwiches vegetables and puts them in front of Xiu'er: "look at your sweat. Finish your meal quickly and take a bath upstairs to avoid coughing." Xiuer sees that Mo Lingwei is better, and even his worries are swept away. He smiles and nods to Mo Lingwei, and then he eats. Xiuer just put down the bowl, Feng Shaojin can't wait to stand up: "I'll adjust the water temperature for Xiuer." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
