Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 328 The terminally ill eldest lady (20)

The wheelchair stopped and she heard him sigh, "Xiao Yan, it's inconvenient for you to go up and down the stairs like this. For the time being, you can live on the first floor. I will also help you ask for leave from the teacher at the school."

Her right leg was wrapped in a thick layer of plaster, and the exposed skin where the soft tissue was bruised was bruised and bruised. Almost her whole body was in pain. She couldn't help but look tired when talking to him here, and she wanted to rest as soon as possible.

As for school, she lived outside the home and had to work to support herself at a young age, without the opportunity to study.After being recognized a few days ago, he arranged for her to re-enter the school, but now that something like this has happened, it can only be postponed.

"Well, which room am I staying in now?" She was a little apologetic, "Dad, I'm a little tired and want to go to bed early."

He kept his hand on the handle of the wheelchair. Hearing her words, he started pushing again, "Dad, I'll take you there."

There were only guest rooms on the first floor. He pushed Ruan Yan into one of the rooms, which happened to be opposite Zhuang Jihan. He also thought about this and deliberately arranged it here when he asked the maid to clean up.Some of her things were moved down from the second floor, the guest room was decorated similar to her room, and the doll she held while sleeping was also taken down.

The wheelchair stopped beside the bed. Ruan Yan stood up on one foot while supporting the edge of the bed. He helped her sit on the bed, "Then you have a good rest, but you still have to take dinner and medicine. I'll have someone bring them over."

She nodded, "Yeah."

Then he hurriedly added, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Thank you, Dad."

The response was polite and very distant.

Ruan Shaoyuan's eyes were complicated, and he raised his generous palm. After a slight pause, he patted her head gently, saying warmly and lovingly, "What do you say thank you to dad? I know that relationships can't be cultivated all at once, but I really mean it." I hope you can work hard with me."

There seemed to be a warm touch left on the top of her hair. Her eyes trembled and she looked straight at him. Her round eyes blinked slowly, and the mist was blinked away. She nodded heavily, "Okay, let's work together."

She should work hard.

Ruan Ruan and she are both recuperating from illness. She will still use a wheelchair to move around on the first floor, or be pushed out for a walk. Ruan Ruan has been staying in the room for the past two days.

When she was weak, she couldn't even breathe. After two repeated fevers, she finally stabilized. Her cheeks became thinner and her chin became more pointed, giving her a weak look.

Zhuang Jihan left after she stabilized, and didn't stay in the guest room much. He spent most of his time in Ruan Ruan's room, thinking about the new medicine that was about to be made, so he didn't find any excuse to stay.

That evening, Ruan Ruan was half-relying on the pillow, reading a comic book in his hand, coughing from time to time.A white quilt covered her body, and a pair of small feet poked out from the edge, pressing on Lu Xingye's thighs.

She would sway unconsciously when she saw something she liked, but there was no happy expression on her pale face, only a smile in her eyes.

The contrast between the creamy fair complexion and the dark suit trousers made the scene seem inexplicably astringent.

The temperature of her hands and feet was very low, and the vigorous heat came up through the ironing cloth, acting as a heater.She felt that the muscles under her feet were a little stiff, and his figure seemed a little stiff in her peripheral vision, but she didn't care and kicked him, "Your feet are cold, please cover them."

As he spoke, his eyes did not leave the page in front of him, and he did not even look at him.

He didn't respond, so Ruan Ruan kicked him lightly as a reminder and an urging.

Facing the restless feet on his legs, Lu Xingye gritted his teeth and tightened his jawline. As if facing a formidable enemy, his big rough hands that were very stable when holding the gun trembled and slowly closed up——

(End of this chapter)