Mo Xiran had to feed him again and drank all the bowl of porridge.

After finding a tissue to wipe his mouth, she started eating by herself.

After eating a few bites, she became full. She packed up her things and helped him lie down.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhou Yanchen said again.

"I'll call the nurse."

There is a male nurse in the hospital. Last night, the male nurse helped him go to the bathroom.

But Zhou Yanchen obviously didn't want the male nurse to help him anymore.

"Help me go."

"Why?"

"Hurry up." He urged in a low voice, his handsome face turned a little red.

The sick beauty Zhou is not a little awkward.

Mo Xiran had no choice but to lift the quilt, help him get up slowly, and go down to the ground.

Fortunately, his leg was not seriously injured, so there was no big problem at all when he left by himself.

But he had to lean on her tightly, and took half of his strength on her.

Mo Xiran gritted his teeth and helped him into the bathroom.

Fortunately, the place is big enough, and it is not a problem to accommodate two people.

After lifting the toilet lid, she whispered, "You go up, call me after you go up."

As she said that, she turned around and was about to go out.

"Xixi."

He called her and reached out to hold her wrist.

"What are you doing?"

"Pants." His thin lips rubbed slightly, and he spit out two words.

What?!

Glazed in surprise, Mo Xiran bit his lip and said shamelessly: "You, what do you mean?"

Zhou Yanchen said in a daze: "If you don't take off your pants, how can I put them on?"

"You, you don't know how to do it yourself."

"The legs cannot bend, and the hands are not convenient." He said calmly, and finally urged: "Xixi, hurry up."

Mo Xiran couldn't do anything, so he had to reach out to his waist.

Zhou Yanchen's breathing stagnated and stared at her hair with his eyes down.

"Don't laugh." He looked up and fiercely, Mo Xiran lowered his eyes, took off his patient's pants and went to the bend of his legs.

"Okay." She breathed out and stood up.

"And there."

"Don't go too far," she said biting her lip, "Don't you still have a hand?"

"Inconvenient." He spoke indifferently.

How come there are so many inconveniences?

Mo Xiran smiled and said fiercely: "Whatever you do! I don't care about you anyway!"

After a long time, a sigh came from behind.

Her heart was slightly stagnant, and she endured it but still didn't look back.

Can't spoil him.

He will be more aggressive.

Sure enough, the next second, the sound of water sounded.

Mo Xiran suddenly went crazy.

Why did I forget to go out and wait?

Just listen to him going to the bathroom inside!

My brain is not working well!

He cursed himself secretly, and the sound of flushing continued to sound.

"Okay." Zhou Yanchen's voice was low and hoarse, and there was still a little aggrieved inside.

Why did he feel wronged?

Mo Xiran laughed.

"Please help me put on my pants." Zhou Yanchen said in a deep voice.

This person!

It's so awesome!

"Zhou Yanchen!"

Mo Xiran opened her eyes and gritted her teeth and stared at him.

"Xixi, help me out."

The male voice is low and hoarse, with some obscureness.

Mo Xiran stood up straight, reached out and turned on the faucet. She quickly washed her hands and helped him out of the bathroom.

He helped him to the bed, she stayed away from him, ran to the sofa and sat without saying a word.

Zhou Yanchen felt a little guilty, and I wonder if she was angry.

With a light cough, he called her: "Xixi?"

Mo Xiran refused to respond and ignored him.

Well, this looks like he is angry.

There is no way, at this time, you can only use your trump card.

"Xixi, it hurts!"

Sure enough, Mo Xiran suddenly stood up and ran over.

"It hurts? Does the wound hurt?"

She opened her big eyes and looked at him in panic and distress, with a look of anxiety.

Zhou Yanchen suddenly felt a little regretful.

I shouldn't have done this myself.

But if she didn't do this, she was afraid she wouldn't pay attention to her today.

"Well, the wound hurts, it hurts very much." He said with a bitter face.

Mo Xiran didn't know if it was his illusion, but he actually felt that his face turned pale.

I don’t know if Meiren Zhou, who had just been satisfied, was afraid that her face was so tight that she turned white.

"I'm called a doctor! Achen, I'm called a doctor!" Mo Xiran said, and was about to reach out to ring the bell.

Zhou Yanchen quickly called her, "Xixi, don't call the doctor."

"No! How can that be!"

"Really, Xixi, just kiss me."

After he finished speaking, Mo Xiran's expression frozen.

This is another trick!

He lied to her again!

"Zhou Yanchen!" Gripping his teeth and chanting his name, she said word by word: "Is it fun? Is it fun to lie to me? Is it fun to see if I'm worried about it?"

"Xixi, I'm not..." he explained, just making the explanation pale.

Mo Xiran sighed, pulled the chair over, and sat next to the bed.

She did not leave again, and Zhou Yanchen was indeed much more honest.

Without saying a word, she was so heavy, with caution and pity.

Mo Xiran was angry at him and smiled, turning to the beginning, not looking at him.

He thought for a moment, reached out to hold her fingertips.

She didn't break free and let him hold it.
To be continued...