The milk dog actor is crying and chirping, the president's sister loves me

Chapter 234
The No. 12th floor of the hospital is a VIP advanced ward. There are very few people, and the corridor is very quiet and clean. Luozheng's high-heeled shoes make a crisp sound when stepping on the bright white bricks.

The nurse outside the door of Lin Xingcheng's ward was pushing the cart out, and she was accompanied by an aunt from Beiluzhuang, who was here to deliver meals. This was Yi Yue's order, or order, and Lin Xingcheng was not allowed to eat outside Messy food.

The delivery lady saw Luozheng and said hello respectfully, and then she saw the tall boy next to her out of the corner of her eye.

Even though she was wearing a mask, she could still tell who it was, the girl's boyfriend who often came to Beilu Village.

"Has she eaten?" Luozheng asked.

The aunt replied: "I only ate a few mouthfuls, but the lady didn't let me take it away, and kept it."

"Okay, got it, you go back first." Luozheng nodded and said.

After her aunt left, Luozheng looked at the door of the confinement ward, and said to Jiang Ci: "I won't go in and disturb her, she has a bad appetite, maybe she can't taste it, you can figure it out."

Jiang Ci nodded: "Yes."

Luozheng turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and said with a smirk: "I forgot to tell you, maybe Lin Qingyang will arrive soon, so you shouldn't be afraid of him, right?"

"Why? He's Xingcheng's older brother." Jiang Ci didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Luozheng's gourd, and seemed to choke him on purpose.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Luozheng couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. This kid is really not good at anything, and she will be mad at him to death.

She is really a little tasteful, obviously she should be Lin Xingcheng's closest and best friend, but now she can only voluntarily withdraw and give it to another person, no matter how you think about it, it's very uncomfortable.

After Luozheng left, Jiang Ci stood outside the door for a while to make sure that she didn't look embarrassed before opening the door and entering.

The entrance is the living room, and the left side is the room.

On the glass tea table in the middle of the living room, there are flowers and various fruits neatly arranged. There is also a small table with incense sticks near the window, filled with white smoke.

There was no smell of disinfectant in Nuo Da's ward, only a faint fragrance of mint, which smelled very comfortable.

Jiang Ci couldn't help but lighten his hands and feet, and turned his gaze away, only to see the girl lying on the snow-white bed in the ward, wearing a striped hospital gown, with long black curly hair hanging loose.

The small face became smaller and sharper, as small as a palm, white and delicate, delicate and pure, she closed her eyes lightly, as if she wanted to fall asleep.

Jiang Ci didn't make a sound immediately, and walked to the sofa and put the car keys and mobile phone in the small basket.

As soon as it was put away, when she got up and turned her head, she met a pair of bright crystal eyes, which seemed to be mixed with dew, crystal clear.

Seemingly resentful, she just stared at him intently.

He pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Under Lin Xingcheng's gaze, Jiang Ci froze in place, her hands and feet seemed to be out of the control of her brain, completely disobedient, looking at her at this moment, the world was silent.

After a few minutes, Lin Xingcheng saw that he was still standing in the hall, so she gritted her teeth and said:
"Are you standing there waiting for me to get up and greet you?"

Only then did Jiang Ci come back to his senses, as if the fixation spell had been undone, he walked slowly over to the bedside.

Lin Xingcheng sat on the bed and watched him walk over. The 1.9-meter-tall man was acting like a child who did something wrong, a little cautious and judgmental.

"Are you ok?"

Jiang Ci looked at her pale face, which was frighteningly white, like a pure-color porcelain doll in the window.

Jiang Ci was suddenly frightened. Does she have any warmth at this moment?

In the next second, his hand touched the side of the girl's face. It was smooth and tender, as warm and delicate as suet jade. Jiang Ci didn't dare to use force, and was extremely greedy for the warmth at this moment.

After confirming that she was fine, Jiang Ci was relieved.

The boy's palm was big, with slender fingers, covering Lin Xingcheng's face tightly, and it was cold. I don't know if it was because of his low body temperature or the low temperature outside.

Lin Xingcheng saw that his eyes were slightly blue, and he could see that he was tired, how could he not be tired, he came to Yuncheng at the fastest speed, and within eight hours, he must have never stopped to rest.

Thinking of this, Lin Xingcheng couldn't help but get angry again, she took his hand away, and said with a cold face: "It's nothing, I told you on the phone last night, it's not a big problem."

Jiang Ci was extremely sensitive to her emotional changes. He knew that she would be angry, but at this moment, by her side, at such a close distance, she could punish him however she wanted, and let her manipulate him.

The heart that was wandering and floating in the deep and cold pool suddenly found a home, so peaceful and warm.

Squatting down and leaning on the bed with her upper body, Jiang Ci took her hand and said with a smile on her lips, in a low voice:
"Sister, I was wrong."

"?" Lin Xingcheng's pupils couldn't help dilated, and she raised it up in one breath, she knew Jiang Ci would do this trick.

Averting her eyes, Lin Xingcheng deliberately didn't look at him, otherwise she might be too cold-hearted to educate him in the face of Jiang Ci's jealous face.

Jiang Ci looked at her side face, her black eyelashes were so long, and a few hairs fluttered messily on her skin, black and white collided to create a shocking beauty.

"I made you worry, it's my fault." Jiang Ci lowered her head and kissed her hand, "Can you forgive me once?"

Warmth came from the back of his hand, Lin Xingcheng's ears were reddish, he gritted his teeth secretly and tried to withdraw his hand, but Jiang Ci didn't let go, and couldn't break free even with all his strength.

Lin Xingcheng couldn't bear it anymore, and glared at him: "Let go first! Don't touch me!"

Seeing that she was willing to take care of him, Jiang Ci raised the end of her eyes slightly, and the mole of tears became more and more alluring, so she obediently let go, squatted by the bed and looked up at her with blazing eyes.

"it is good."

Lin Xingcheng turned around and took out a wooden stick from under the pillow, about the length of two palms, swayed it in mid-air, showing the whole picture, then stretched it out and said domineeringly to Jiang Ci:
"You know how to do it?"

Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows, then stretched out her hand, not afraid at all, and even looking forward to it, Lin Xingcheng was shocked.

Is she too imposing?

do not care!
He slapped Lin Xingcheng three times with a round wooden stick, each time Lin Xingcheng was hit hard, but she is weak now, so she really can't use much strength.

Jiang Ci looked at her earnest "punishment", and asked with a leisurely smile, "Where did you get the stick?"

"I asked... why did I tell you!" Lin Xingcheng almost answered along, and finally concentrated on hitting more than a dozen times before giving up.

The palm looked unchanged, only a little red.

Lin Xingcheng frowned, deliberately pushed it up with her fingers, and asked him "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Ci: "It hurts."

"Damn it, you know how to lie to me." Lin Xingcheng leaned back on the pillow with an angry look.

Jiang Ci got up, sat next to her and hugged her, Lin Xingcheng didn't struggle anymore, and leaned on his shoulder.

At this moment, it is quiet and full of warmth.

"I was terrified to hear that you were sick."

Lin Xingcheng sniffed the faint cold fragrance on his body, opened her mouth, and finally said softly:
"My body has always been like this, you know."

"I know." Jiang Ci tightened her arms slightly, leaning against her fragrant body, feeling her soft fragrance, and sighed deeply, "But I'm still scared."

I'm afraid that something will happen to her.

The heart of a bridge is too fragile.

He is not a doctor, but also a god and saint. He does not have the ability to rejuvenate and bring the dead back to life. Lin Xingcheng's body is not as optimistic as it appears on the surface.

(End of this chapter)