Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 365 Can I Eat?

After the doctor's diagnosis, Su Qiyu said that Su Qiyu was a sequela of a concussion, and he would gradually get better with more rest, but it was a bit uncomfortable these two days.

He also gave Su Qiyu an intravenous drip, which relieved his headache, dizziness and tinnitus.

"Feed some liquid food, and the patient will feel better after eating."

The doctor told me to leave.

Xie Zhi walked over with the bowl without blushing.

"Can I eat by myself?"

Yan Mumu stayed aside with a guilty conscience, not too embarrassed to speak.

"Row."

Su Qiyu, a big boy, was also embarrassed to let another big man whom he didn't know well feed him, so he stubbornly wanted to prop himself up.

"Brother Yu, slow down."

Yan Mumu immediately stepped forward to shake him up and let him lean on his back.

"Drink yourself."

Xie Zhi stretched out his hand, put the spoon in the bowl and handed it to him.

The injury on Su Qiyu's hand was not particularly serious.

A dull ache, but better than the head.

He slowly stretched out his hand, towards the direction he felt, but it caught a loneliness.

Only grabbing the air with one hand.

Xie Zhi on the left side of Su Qiyu's hand: "..."

"Who do you do Tai Chi with?"

Su Qiyu pursed his lips: "..."

"Oh!" Yan Mumu slapped Xie Zhi on the shoulder, took the porridge in his hand and sat on the side of the bed, gently stirring the porridge with a spoon, "Brother Yu, let me feed you, uncle and aunt have protected you for too long It's time, go to rest first, I will take care of you during this time."

Before the uncle left, he hoped that the two of them would hide the fact that the aunt died first.

Both can understand.

Su Qiyu was already ill, so he knew about it.

If the heart is ashamed, it will be over if you can't get sick.

Therefore, the three of them planned to keep it a secret, and wait until Su Qiyu had recuperated before telling him.

Su Qiyu, who didn't know the truth, nodded slowly, not daring too much, as he felt a dull pain when he moved his head.

"sorry to bother you."

"No trouble."

Yan Mumu blew on the porridge carefully, and was just about to hand the disposable spoon provided by the cafeteria to Su Qiyu's lips when his arm was suddenly grabbed.

The sudden force made Yan Mumu's hands tremble, and the porridge almost spilled out. She turned her head and glared at him, "What are you doing?"

"I'll do it." With a sullen face, Xie Zhi pursed his lips into a slit, reached out to take the porridge and spoon from Yan Mumu's hands, moved away from her position, and put the spoon directly to Su Qiyu's mouth.

"Slow down." Yan Mumu scolded him.

Xie Zhi: "..."

A lot of honesty.

Su Qiyu didn't say anything, just ate mouthful.

It may be because he is not feeling well. He doesn't eat much, and he is full after a few bites, and he feels like vomiting after eating.

Xie Zhi stopped feeding.

Su Qiyu lay down, and after a while, closed his eyes again.

Physical discomfort and the medicine in the drip have a sleep-promoting effect, and Su Qiyu soon began to breathe evenly through his nose.

Yan Mumu was also relieved to see him fall asleep.

She was worried all the time when Su Qiyu was sleeping.

I was afraid that he would ask about my aunt when he woke up.

She was worried that he would notice that she was messing around.

Fortunately, Su Qiyu didn't ask too many questions, so he easily believed the argument that his uncle and aunt had gone back to rest.
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Sheng Yan's phone call had a great effect.

The ward was originally a double room.

Now only Su Qiyu is left alone.

There was one hospital bed left for the person accompanying the bed.

Xie Zhi cleaned the bed again, looked up at Yan Mumu lying by the window watching the night scene outside, went over and patted her on the shoulder, "I've packed it up, go to sleep, I'll watch at night He will do."

(End of this chapter)