Xu Changfeng's eyebrows became distant and cold, and he said slowly: "I will check."

With his words, Xia Wan felt relieved. From an unexpected angle, his eyes became condensed.

It doesn't matter to her, but this time it affects the little sweetheart.

Especially if she goes a little later, she might have a different ending.

Xia Wanxin's eyes turned completely cold.

This time, I won't let that person go so easily.

The porridge was cold. Xu Changfeng brought it over, but the spoon tripped inside.

The porridge is sprinkled with green onions and comes with side dishes, which looks very refreshing.

He handed over the spoon. Xia Wan paused and said with a smile: "I'm not disabled, I just have a fever. I'd better drink it by myself. I'm not used to being served by others."

She sat up and spoke in a joking tone.

Xu Changfeng didn't say anything and put the spoon back as if nothing had happened.

Then he helped lift the small dining table at the end of the bed, which was specifically designed to facilitate patients' dining.

He placed the porridge and spoons and stuffed a pillow behind Xia Wanxin's back.

He said quietly: "Since you are sick, sometimes you don't have to be so brave."

Xia Wanxin lowered her head to drink the porridge and smiled: "Can this still be done? If something bigger happens next time, even if you want me not to bother you, I will have to rely on you."

After finishing speaking, he paused and bit his spoon: "It's over, am I a crow's mouth?"

Xu Changfeng looked at her clear eyes and answered his words with great effort.

He didn't expose her, but helplessly patted the fever-reducing patch on her forehead: "Eat it."

Xia Wan's eyebrows curled up before she started to drink porridge.

From the visiting window outside, you can see the figures of two people, very close to each other.

It can also be seen from the postures of the two that they are very close.

Xu Chuan originally wanted to see what was going on inside. If it was inconvenient, he would wait a while before going in.

Unexpectedly, when I saw this scene, my eyes suddenly opened slightly.

At this time, he felt very subtle, as if he had bumped into his opponent by knocking on CP.

He quickly ran towards the lounge.

As expected, Bo Qingyun was inside, but he was dealing with documents with a calm expression, as if he knew nothing about what was going on next door.

Xu Chuan put down the packed star-rated meal, scratched the back of his head, and asked casually: "I wonder if Miss Xia is awake?"

Bo Qingyun raised her eyes casually and asked without answering: "You care about her very much?"

Xu Chuan's body shook, and his head shook like a rattle: "I'm not."

I didn’t, don’t lie!

Bo Qingyun withdrew her gaze coldly, and signed her name with the hand holding the pen, but the force of the pen seemed to have penetrated the paper and printed on the next page.

His voice was extremely calm: "Seeing how proactive you are, when Xia moves to Bo's Building to work, I can transfer you to her assistant."

Xu Chuan: "..."

He was so wrong.

He shouldn't be meddling in such noisy matters.

...

Xia Wanxin finished her porridge and asked Xu Changfeng to go back first.

The ward was very quiet, quite comfortable.

The quilt was soft, the fever must have gone away, and there was a layer of sweat on my back.

She wanted to wash it, but it was inconvenient to have a needle in her hand.
Chapter completed!