Midnight Cinderella

Michelle also came to visit Feng Jing, and tears burst out with excitement. Everyone talked for a while in the ward, and the nurse said that the patient needs a rest and let them come back tomorrow.

Feng Jing’s face suddenly became a little subtle. He was not sure if he would turn into a yellow at night. He would usually be at home, and if he became a phoenix in the hospital, he would make a headline tomorrow. "Let my assistant stay in the evening to take care of me."

The nurse said: "You can rest assured that Mr. Feng, we have a special night shift at night."

Feng Jing still insisted that Michelle stay: "My usual life is my assistant is taking care of him. He knows me and it is more convenient to take care of."

Michelle's brain turned and understood what he was worried about - after all, he was the one who had been bitten twice by the Emperor!

So he was busy: "Yes, I have been with Feng Zong, and taking care of him is definitely better than you."

The nurses are somewhat embarrassed. According to the rules and regulations of the hospital, people can't stay in the evening, but considering the special status of the guardian, it is understandable to leave the assistant. She has heard that these little stars have to be assistants to help themselves.

"Then I will talk to the head nurse and see how she arranges."

When Feng Jing listened to her, she showed her a grateful smile: "Thank you."

"...no, you are welcome." Ah, he looks so handsome, and he can be forgiven for his waywardness!

The hospital finally agreed to Michelle's stay in the evening to take care of Feng Jing, and in the ward of the ward, another small iron bed was built. Because of the role of the drug, Feng Jing was trapped very early at night, and he woke up once in the middle, in the room where he was originally in the house.

"..." It seems that the magic is still not lifted, maybe only a method of getting married.

The night is already very deep. Feng Jing does not know what time it is. It is quiet all around, and only Jiang Dian’s breathing is even and long. He was kneeling beside her, a soft quilt under her stomach. The outline of Jiang Dian was particularly soft in the night, and he looked at her sleeping face like this, and his eyes seemed to be full of stars.

When I woke up in the morning, the sky was already clear, Michelle had not left, Feng Jing half got up and asked him: "I was still safe last night?"

Michelle said: "Maybe because you are weak now and have taken medicine, so you slept very late at night and didn't wake up overnight."

"That's good."

The two were talking, and the nurse walked in to give Feng Guan a temperature and do some routine checks. After breakfast, Dr. Ji also came once and said that he recovered very well. Feng Jing is more concerned about when he can be discharged from hospital. After all, Qin Fan has already found a lot of work for him.

"According to this speed, you should be discharged from the hospital in a week. But the wound on your head will have to recover."

The gauze on Feng’s head was still not taken. He touched it with his hand and asked him: “Will you stay?”

"There will be scars, but they are blocked by the hair. As long as you don't shave your head, it won't have any effect."

"... um." He shouldn't pick up any drama that needs to shave his head... right?

After the doctor checked, he went to the next ward. After a while, Jiang Shui came in with the soup and the fruit. Michelle retired and left the space to them.

Although he is very hungry now, he does not want to eat dog food to feed his hunger.

Feng Jing drank a small bowl of soup, Jiang Dian took out a red apple and asked him: "Do you want to eat apples? I will help you cut it."

"Okay." An invisible big tail behind Feng Jing was in a glimpse.

So when Feng Ya entered the door, he saw Jiang dyeing the cut apple, and feeding a small flap and a small flap into the mouth of the seal.

"........." Why is she coming?

"Feng Yajie, are you coming?" Jiang Dian discovered her when Fengya was preparing to leave. She had to reluctantly turn back and smile at them: "Yeah, I am full."

Jiang Dian: "..."

Feng Jing shouted his mouth, did not speak, Feng Ya did not let go of his plan: "Jiang Dian, Feng Jing just fell to the brain, but not broken hands, eat even you still need to feed? Really no loss It’s a young master."

Feng Jinghe smiled: "It is sweeter to eat."

"..." Feng Ya resisted this record and threw a sentence, "She usually feeds the second yellow."

Feng Jing: "..."

So what! He also has a share of the two yellow!

Jiang Dian ignored this naive two brothers and sisters and silently ate the remaining apples.

Feng Ya came with a cane. Feng Jing looked at her leg and asked her: "How is your leg?"

Feng Yadao: "It's much better than your brain." When she finished, she felt that their family had nothing to do with it recently. "Tomorrow should let my mother go to the temple to burn incense and go to the air."

"You have swept Wang Zhen out of the house, and our family should have no suffocation." Although he was in a coma for a while, he still hadn't forgotten Wang Zhen's embarrassment. "How is your divorce going?"

Obviously, the divorce has not progressed smoothly. Because Feng Jingyi talked about this matter, the brow of the family frowned. "Wang Zhen is not agreeing to the divorce. I am preparing to go to court with him. This is not just a hospitalization. I am in a coma, I have no thoughts on him. Now that you are awake, I can prepare a lawsuit."

"Remember to ask for the best divorce lawyer. I don't have enough money to help you."

"...you still have to pay for medical expenses."

Feng Ya and he left for a while and left the hospital. Not long after she left, Qin Fan came over again. He saw Feng Jing’s spirit better than yesterday. He urged him: “Is the self-timer sent?”

"..." Others came to visit the disease with condolences. Only Qin Fan came with a bunch of work. "My mobile phone nurse has not returned it to me."

Because he just woke up, Dr. Ji did not allow him to work, he confiscated the phone. Fortunately, Jiang Dian came to the hospital every day to accompany him, otherwise he would be bored in the hospital.

"It doesn't matter, I have a mobile phone, you take a picture of yourself, I will help you to send Weibo." Qin Fan said, he took out his mobile phone and opened the camera for him.

Feng Jing really didn't want to wear a bandage on the mirror, so Qin Fan went to find a hat for him. Qin Fan’s car also has a lot of daily necessities, such as hats, and there are still some.

After wearing the hat, Feng Jing took a self-portrait very professionally, and did not forget that Qin Fan would like to repair the picture like Michelle.

Qin Fan gave a voice, added a filter to him, and sent it to Weibo, and the word "I am very good, thank you for your concern."

As soon as Weibo came out, he immediately began to receive praises and replies. Qin Fan looked at the amount of forwarding that increased in geometric multiples and nodded. "It's very good. It seems that you haven't gotten past."

Feng Jing: "..."

Is he so easy to paste?

"I have also contacted the crew over there. Of course, they still hope that you can return to the crew as soon as possible, but it still depends on the recovery of your body." Qin Fan put the phone away and looked like he was going, "I am going Talk to your doctor."

"My doctor will say, I hope you will not bother to interrupt the patient in the future."

"..."

After Qin Fan left, Feng Jing remembered the question he asked about Jiang dye last time. Jiang Dian is afraid that he is bored. This time he brought a few books and prepared to read it to him. Feng Jing is a little crying and laughing, is Jiang Ding really treating him as a child?

Looking at Jiang Dian, who is brewing emotions on the side, Feng Jing said: "Would you like to give me the script of "Secret" next time, or I will not feel like waiting for me to go back to the crew."

"Well, where is your script?"

"I will let Michelle bring it next time."

"Okay." This is undoubtedly good news for Jiang Dian, because she has already broken her brain in order to choose which book to choose.

The two were silent for a while, and there was only the sound of the pages turning in the room. Jiang dye looked up at him and saw him looking at himself.

"Hey, do you want to sleep for a while? Dr. Ji said that you have to rest more."

"Yeah." For Feng Jing, Jiang Dian's words are more useful than the doctor's words. "Before you go to sleep, I want to talk to you."

Jiang Dian closed the book in his hand and looked at him seriously: "You said."

Feng Jingdao: "Before Qin Fan told me, the reporter passed your photo on Weibo and ran to your home to block you."

"Well... there are these things."

"He asked me what I was going to do, I want to hear from you. Do you want to disclose our relationship?"

When Jiang Dye decided to seal up with Feng Jing, I knew that there would be such a day. When I really faced it, she found that she was brave than imagined: "The public is not open to me, but it is not much different. Just like before. I told my mother that you are my boyfriend and she doesn't believe it at all. This has a big impact on you, so I respect your opinion."

Feng Jing looked at her, and the eyes looked like the night before, and slowly filled the stars: "I want to be open."

Since the media has already been reported, he does not need to hide and squat, and has always let Jiang Dian love himself.

She is his girlfriend, this is not something that is ashamed to say - on the contrary, he thinks this is something he wants to show off to the world.

Jiang Dian nodded and said: "Okay."

Feng Jing took her hand and slowly tightened it: "But you can rest assured that I will not reveal a half sentence about your personal message."

Jiang dye laughed: "Those reporters can be amazing, and you don't need to leak it at all."

"……"Yes, it is.

X failed in front of the girlfriend.

"They may even have investigated our dog called Erhuang."

Feng Jing: "..."

This name may not need to be investigated, and it is high to guess the hit rate.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered Teddy who was yelling at him that day.

The coma during this time is like a fantasy dream. He dreams of the dog's language. He meets a beautiful Teddy, and a black stray dog.

An idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

I don't know if he can understand the dog now?

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Author: Guess.

Feng Jing:......:)