Today Should Be Preferred

After he arranges the children's affairs, he can stay with her in the hospital with peace of mind. In the evening, it happened that her mother Cheng Zhimin sent a video, wanting to meet the children, and was surprised to see that he was in the hospital.

: "Why in the hospital, what happened?"

"It's okay, Tinglan fell and fell." Fearing to make her, he stood by the window and spoke in a low voice.

"Ah, then you are in the hospital, what should you do with the children?" Cheng Zhimin's first reaction subconsciously was to care about whether the children were picked up and whether there was anyone to take care of them.

Zhuo Yuan couldn't help feeling a little helpless, and emphasized: "Mom, Tinglan is in the hospital, shouldn't you care about her condition first?"

Cheng Zhimin was stunned. Although the truth is the truth, the feelings are biased. The first subconscious reaction is whether there is anyone to take care of his grandchildren and they cannot be wronged.

"Sorry, did Tinglan fall seriously?" It wasn't that he didn't care at all, but there was a sequence.

Zhuo Yuan was a little annoyed with false greetings, even his mother. Looking at Tinglan, who was still asleep on the hospital bed, his heart hurt a little.

She has no parents and no other relatives at home. She seems to have never come to be isolated in this world. Although she had never said a word of self-pity about this, he knew that she was eager for this affection in her heart. No matter how a person grows up and matures, there is always a piece in his heart for his parents. Even if he has a weak relationship with his parents, it is difficult to truly be unfeeling.

So when he heard his mother's indifference to Tinglan, he felt sorry for her even more. He hung up the phone, wanted to hold her in his arms, wanted to tell her that in the future, with him and children, her life was already blooming and bearing fruit. Prosperous, no longer alone. But I was afraid of waking her up, so I continued to sit with her hand gently.

In the second half of the night, when she finished the infusion, she couldn't hold her back and fell asleep on the side of her hospital bed.

Shu Tinglan slept exceptionally well this night. Although he felt dizzy when he woke up with a slight movement, he didn't feel anymore if he kept his posture, and no longer wanted to vomit, and there was only a faint pain in the bag on his forehead. The whole person is much better.

Zhuo Yuan woke up at the same time as her, looked at her without saying a word, and silently observed her reaction. Seeing that she no longer had an expression of pain, his heart was slightly relaxed after hanging up all night.

"I made you worried." Shu Tinglan remembered the expression on his face when he rushed over when he was at the law firm.

Zhuo Yuan coldly replied: "I can't think of the current lawyer industry, which is also a high-risk industry. Shu Tinglan, what dangers there will be in the future, you tell me all at once, let me have a heart to prepare, or sooner or later I will be scared to death by you."

"I haven't encountered it yet, how do I know. But which industry does not have a high risk, and your programmers still have the risk of sudden death, right?"

"I'll talk back again, it doesn't seem to break my brain." Zhuo Yuan teased.

"The head still hurts." Her posture was very stiff, like her neck stiffened, motionless, only those clear eyes were moving with Zhuo Yu'an.

Zhuo Yuan is distressed and funny

: "Is it thirsty, do you want to drink water?"

She wanted to shook her head and said she was not thirsty, but she shook her head slightly and became dizzy again, and she had to keep her rigid posture.

"You feed me." She acted like a baby, there was no one in the ward anyway.

Zhuo Yuan left the boiling water to cool off, and sat on her bedside and asked, "How do you want me to feed you?"

She couldn't move, so she could only drink with a straw, but after looking for it for a long time, she didn't see the straw and didn't want to ask the nurse to get it. There was an immature idea in her mind.

Su Tinglan also suddenly thought about that night, when he poured water into her mouth on the bar at home, his face blushed, his heartbeat quickened, and his brain hurt even more.

"Are you still human, I have a concussion."

Zhuo Yuan gently lowered her bed and put a cushion on her back to make her lie down. He took a sip of water and put himself on top of her, squeezing her face, forcing her lips to open slightly.

Shu Tinglan's eyes widened, he wouldn't really be so perverted, would he feed her water like this? She was sick, but still closed her eyes unconsciously, waiting for water to enter her mouth.

After waiting for a while, I only waited for a warm lip to kiss her lips gently, like a touch of water, and then a hoarse voice came: "I'm going to the nurse to ask for a straw."

Not so perverted, not because of unhygienic, after all, the two have kissed what they should or should not kiss, and they have more intimate relationships, but now she is a patient, it is not appropriate to do so.

Shu Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lost. She liked his warm and moist lips just now.

Keke, now you are a concussion patient, don't think about it.

The straw was brought, he poured another cup of warm water and passed it in front of her, she took a sip from the straw, and felt much better.

"Thank you, husband." She used to call him husband only when she was close. Now she yelled and yelled, as if she just called her husband. She felt good.

Zhuo Yuan was taken aback. She called her husband very useful, and couldn't help taking her straw off and kissed her. It was a superficial kiss, but it turned out to be hard to separate and wanted more. Taking into account her injuries, restrained and simply tortured.

Shu Tinglan was so dizzy, but he couldn't bear to part with him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Before they could answer separately, the door had been pushed in. I didn't expect that the two people on the hospital bed would kiss at this time, so they stopped.

Zhuo Yuan turned and turned around, and saw that his mother, who was supposed to be in the capital, was standing at the door of the ward at this time, and the nanny on the side was also blushing at them.

When he was hit, Shu Tinglan was embarrassed to death. She wanted to hide in the quilt, but she was helpless and didn't dare to move.

"Why are you here?" Zhuo Yuan looked complacent, and glanced at his mother.

"Didn't you say that Tinglan was injured? I asked my aunt to cook the chicken soup for the whole night. I took the earliest flight over. The chicken soup was still hot. Pour it out and feed Dinglan to drink."

Cheng Zhimin spoke nicely on the scene, and Shu Tinglan was touched. He didn't expect to be able to drink the chicken soup from Cheng Zhimin in his lifetime. Whether it was true or false, at least superficially harmonious, they did it.

Zhuo Yuan took the chicken soup. Although she knew her mother's purpose of flying to Senzhou deliberately, she was afraid that they would be hospitalized and the children would not be taken care of. However, she was willing to deliver chicken soup as soon as she got off the plane. His attitude was good. Some.

Like Tinglan, he does not require much deep feelings for each other, but it is enough to maintain the superficial harmony and respect each other as guests. Anyway, his wife, of course, hurts himself.