No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Fu Yanci asked Ji Ling to hire a female nurse. She was in her 40s and looked kind and kind. Her nursing skills were superb and she had rich experience.

After Zhao Zhixi settled the matter, the female nurse invited Fu Yanci in again, and said with a smile that they should talk first. She would guard the door and just call her if anything happened.

Fu Yanci was not a talkative person and was only sitting in a wheelchair. Ji Ling pushed him to a position near the bed. Ji Ling also went out and kindly closed the door for them.

Everyone around Fu Yanci knew that Mr. Fu was different from Miss Zhao, very different. As for whether it was the relationship between men and women they imagined, it was unclear, because even if they were different, Mr. Fu was not the kind to declare it verbally. His strong love is just a little more caring than others.

What's more, Mr. Fu is originally a good boss who cares about his employees. In addition, Miss Zhao is young and inexperienced in the world, so she should be cared for and cared for more.

Therefore, even the people around Fu Yanci felt that Fu Yanci had no romantic feelings for Miss Zhao.

The ward was very quiet. Fu Yanci was a calm man and sat quietly in the wheelchair. Only when his heart hurt, he pressed it slightly with his fingers, very lightly.

Even so, his subtle movements did not escape Zhao Zhixi's eyes. She turned to look at his expression and asked suspiciously: "Are you injured?"

"Yes." Fu Yanci responded and put his hand back, looking mature and serious like a man in his 80s or [-]s.

"Give me your wrist." Zhao Zhixi's tone was not very good. She was still angry with Fu Yanci, angry with him for his "killing the donkey".

Fu Yanci was always good-natured and had no airs. He obediently put his wrist over and saw her white and tender fingers pressing on his pulse. The little girl had a serious look on her face.

I have to say that the little girl has really gained a lot of weight since she followed him. Her skin, which was slightly healthy and dark before, is now white and tender, and she looks more and more like the Fuwa in the New Year paintings.

The white and tender fingers pressed on his wrist for a while, and then slowly pulled it back. Maybe because of the injury on the arm, the movement was very slow.

Fu Yanci didn't know what was wrong, but his wrist was pressed by white and tender fingers, and an inexplicable heat rose in his heart, which made him couldn't help but stare at the little girl's face.

"Diaphragm injury, I asked you to remember the name of the medicine and help me grab some medicine to get through." Zhao Zhixi said seriously.

She was usually a girl who liked to joke and play, but suddenly she had such a stern face. Fu Yanci felt like laughing inexplicably, and felt that this little girl was getting cuter and cuter.

"Remember you first." Zhao Zhixi frowned, his almond-shaped eyes filled with suspicion, "What are you looking at me for?"

After being reminded by the little girl, Fu Yanci reacted and immediately looked away. His eyes were a little unnatural, but fortunately, his always calm temper made him return to normal quickly.

Zhao Zhixi was an outspoken person. He looked at him suspiciously and frowned more and more: "Why are you looking at me like that? You don't like me, right?"

Such a straightforward approach was indeed Miss Zhao's style, but even a grown man like Fu Yanci found it difficult to talk about this kind of thing. She asked him straight to the point, which really stumped Mr. Fu.

Seeing that Fu Yanci didn't speak, Zhao Zhixi seemed to have discovered a new world. Some fleshy little hands hooked Fu Yanci's fingers. She didn't dare to move her arms and hooked her fingers hard: "Why don't you say anything? If you like it, you like it, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it, don’t hold it back.”

Mr. Fu couldn't laugh or cry. The key point is, is this something he is holding back? Love is not a child's play, not to mention he has a lot of worries, how dare he talk about liking her easily? What's more, he just treats her as a little sister and takes more care of her. Far from the level of liking it. "If you don't say anything, I will assume that you like me." Miss Zhao was very conscious and decided directly on Mr. Fu, "Since you like me, can you ask Ji Ling to buy me some half-cooked cheese?"

Fu Yanci: "..." It turned out that he was the only one with random thoughts.

An hour later, Ji Ling not only brought over half-cooked cheese, but also brought in two bowls of bitter medicine soup, one from Fu Yanci and one from Zhao Zhixi.

Zhao Zhixi's body was covered with wounds all over, so Mr. Fu fed her in person. He took a bone china medicine bowl and a spoon. After testing the temperature on his lips, he handed it to Zhao Zhixi's mouth.

Zhao Zhixi was not as squeamish as Miss Qiao Er, and was not afraid of drinking medicine at all, especially when her body hurt so much. When the spoon was handed to her mouth, she swallowed it happily.

But the medicine was so bitter that even her doctor frowned in pain.

"Can you feed me like Mr. Shao feeds small fish?" Zhao Zhixi suddenly thought.

But what she meant was that she wanted to drink it all in one go. She had no concept of a relationship between men and women. Since she couldn't get up, she thought of Shao Ronqian feeding Qiao Mengyu the medicine.

Fu Yanci didn't see how Mr. Shao fed Miss Qiao Er the medicine, but he knew what happened just by imagining it. After all, Shao Rongqian looked serious on the surface, but was actually very arrogant. He is still very good at that, no worse than Song Wensheng.

When Zhao Zhixi saw that Fu Yanci was motionless, he thought he didn't know, and immediately explained: "You put the medicine in your mouth first, take a big mouthful, and then feed it to me."

Ms. Zhao deliberately emphasized taking a big sip because she wanted to finish it quickly and did not want to use a spoon to drink it one bite at a time.

Fu Yanci hesitated, and his dark pupils dimmed: "It's inconvenient."

"Why is it inconvenient? Your mouth is also injured?" Zhao Zhixi was puzzled.

Fu Yanci had a headache. The fingers of his right hand gently tapped the edge of the medicine bowl. He had no idea how to explain the relationship between men and women to such an "innocent" girl.

"Hurry up, please, my wound hurts so much!" Zhao Zhixi urged dissatisfiedly.

If it were another person, if this little girl's injury was even more minor, Mr. Fu would turn around and leave without hesitation, but right now, he could only bite the bullet.

In one breath, half of the bitter concoction in the bowl was gone. Fu Yanci leaned forward, his dark eyes only staring at the pink lips. There was also gray-brown medicinal concoction on it, which was condensed on the lip line. It made people's hearts beat. Can't help but speed up.

Mr. Fu inexplicably had the illusion that a big bad wolf was bullying the little girl. He bent over and held the mattress with both hands, getting infinitely closer to her. However, he was really close and couldn't kiss her anymore.

How could their relationship be so close...

Before he could finish thinking about the words in his heart, his soft lips pressed against his, a little soft and a little cold, like the ice cream he had eaten when he was a child. In an instant, it was like an electric current spread throughout his body from his lips and teeth...