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Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Ward Time

    "The patient is no longer in serious condition. The coma was just because he hit his head. Now he wakes up and there is no problem. Just be careful not to touch the wound on the head, do not exercise vigorously, and eat more carefully... "

    Ji Mianzhu listened carefully to the doctor's instructions, and memorized everything verbatim.

    When he was talking to the doctor, Jiang Lian on the bed stared at him without blinking as if he couldn't see enough. His dark eyes seemed to be pretending to be the next Ji Mianzhu. The doctor could naturally feel it, and showed a knowing smile, intending to stop acting as a light bulb here, so he simply left after a few more words, and he didn't forget to bring the ward's The door, leaving the space for the little couple inside.

    "Why are you still crying? I look so distressed."

    Jiang Lian watched Ji Mianzhu approach step by step. When he sat down, he stretched out his hand and wiped the end of Ji Mianzhu's eyes with his fingers. With unstoppable love and pity, Ji Mianzhu grabbed his fingers and tucked them back into the bed in the next second, instructing fiercely.

    "Don't move around, what if you get into the wound?"

    Seeing Jiang Lian wake up with excitement, tears fell. Although there were only two drops, it was enough to make Ji Mianzhu feel ashamed. Never cried in front of Jiang Lian.

    Of course, being bullied in bed doesn't count.

    Worrying that his tone was too harsh, and also worrying about what would happen to Jiang Lian, Ji Mianzhu immediately softened, hooking Jiang Lian's hand and pursing his lips, his voice was low and soft.

    "Doesn't I feel bad for you?"

    The meaning in his words was so obvious that he was about to pierce people's hearts. The softer he became, the more he wrapped Ji Mianzhu's hand into his palm.

    If it weren't for the injury now, he would definitely press him on the bed to kiss him.

    But even so, Jiang Lian didn't want to just hide his actual thoughts in his mind. As soon as he thought about it, he stared into Ji Mianzhu's eyes in front of the hospital bed, and said slowly, "I feel bad for me? What should I do now that I'm not feeling well?" Before the person in front of him showed an anxious look, Jiang Lian continued. Going down, there was an unstoppable smile in his voice. "Just give me a kiss. I won't hurt if you kiss me."

    Originally, I just wanted to say something casually to divert the sadness of my baby, but I didn't expect Ji Mianzhu in front of the bed to think seriously after saying this. For a moment, he leaned over to kiss him, impartially, just on the corner of his lips.

    Lightly soft, with a little moist and warm, like a small feather.

    One was not enough, there was a second, and a third, as if the more kisses, the less pain he felt.

    Jiang Lian was stunned for a moment, then a dark tide appeared in the depths of his pupils, Ji Mianzhu moved his hands back into the bed, and pushed Ji Mianzhu, who was kissing him, with both hands on the edge of the bed, into his arms.

    "You're really, I like it very much." It was

    like a sigh and like a joy, and the temperature in the chest was transferred to Ji Mianzhu's cheeks.

    Ji Mianzhu, who was held in his arms, was startled, but he didn't dare to struggle to touch Jiang Lian's wound, so he had to keep this position honestly, and whispered a few words while lying in Jiang Lian's arms.