Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6621 covered with a blanket (11)

Qiao Muyuan guarded Ji Changmu for three days.

He was not idle in the hospital, he was either on the phone or working with a tablet, talking about work matters, which was different from Yan Jia.

Qiao Muyuan would buy him some light and non-greasy food every day, and would tell him to take medicine, but he couldn't sleep every night, and he kept handling emails with his tablet.

It rained lightly that night.

Qiao Muyuan rushed to the hospital immediately after school. Tomorrow is Saturday, so she doesn't have to go to school.

It was already dark, and when she opened the door, she saw Ji Changmu sitting obediently on the bed and reading emails, the light from the screen shone on his mature and stern face.

Seeing her coming, he raised his head: "After school?"

"Yes, school is over."

"Is it raining outside?"

"Well, it's not too big, Xiaoyu." Qiao Muyuan changed into a pair of slippers, put down her umbrella and backpack, "Tomorrow Saturday, I can accompany you in the hospital."

"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and the discharge procedures have been completed."

"But you are not in good health, Aunt Yang will be worried."

"Living in my little apartment, she won't know."

Well, Qiao Muyuan didn't say anything.

She walked up to him on the soft carpet, sat down on the bed, and approached him: "What are you looking at? You look engrossed."

Ji Changmu didn't shy away from it. Although it was a company secret, it was impossible for Qiao Muyuan to understand it.

Sure enough, Qiao Muyuan felt bored after watching it for a few minutes: "Have you eaten?"

"I don't want to eat porridge today."

"Then I'll buy you noodles?"

"Ah."

Qiao Muyuan excitedly ran to the canteen downstairs of the hospital, running back and forth, she was not too tired.

The aunt in the canteen of the hospital recognized her and knew that she was taking care of a very picky patient. She often bought food and then went downstairs to buy it again a few minutes later.

Qiao Muyuan bought a bowl of noodles for Ji Changmu, and walked upstairs with the warm bowl in his arms.

Smelling the fragrance, Ji Changmu put down the tablet in his hand.

His wound has healed, but his stomach still needs to be nursed.

"Are you going to get out of bed?" Qiao Muyuan asked.

"No." Ji Changmu set up the small table in front of him, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm going downstairs to cook a bowl of noodles to eat."

"This bowl of noodles is too much, I can't eat it, let's go together." Ji Changmu pointed to the bowl brought over by Qiao Muyuan, "Sit across from me."

"It doesn't seem very good..."

"Huh?" His brows immediately frowned, "I hate me? Because I'm a patient?"

"No, no." Qiao Muyuan immediately denied, "That's not what I meant."

"You don't want to eat it, it's just that you dislike me as a patient."

"No, it's really not." Qiao Muyuan had no choice but to take off his shoes and sit cross-legged across from him. The two sat opposite each other.

Ji Changmu looked natural, and he gave Qiao Muyuan a pair of chopsticks.

In front of them was a large bowl of noodles, steaming and overflowing with scallions.

Ji Changmu took a bite, and Qiao Muyuan also ate noodles with a fork of chopsticks. Although something was wrong, she didn't really want to refuse.

Sometimes the chopsticks of the two would touch each other, and every time it was Ji Changmu who gave in, Qiao Muyuan was embarrassed because he was the patient.

Sometimes when the two of them lowered their heads at the same time, the tips of their noses would touch each other. At that moment, Qiao Muyuan's face flushed.

I don't know if it was because the heating was too high, she was sweating after eating half of it.

It's raining outside, but it's warm inside.

Ji Changmu didn't have a good appetite, so he stopped chopsticks after he didn't eat much.

(End of this chapter)