It was so quiet everywhere, you could even hear each other's breathing, steady yet rapid.

Han Yurou continued to sleep with her eyes closed, while Rong Jincheng remained sitting by the bed.

He has always been a restless person, and for some reason today, he just wanted to sit and do nothing else.

It was very warm in the ward, and Rong Jincheng's suit and hair were gradually drying.

He stood up, took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger, wearing only a white shirt underneath.

He untied his tie and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

After a while, the nurse came to check the room and changed Han Yurou's medicine.

"She's awake." Rong Jincheng told the nurse about the situation, "Would you like something to eat?"

"You can eat something, such as porridge. It doesn't matter if you don't. Nutritional fluid will be given." The nurse whispered.

The man in front of me looks quite handsome, he must be the patient's boyfriend.

"I see."

"It's best to have someone taking care of you. It's best to have someone with you 24 hours a day."

Rong Jincheng remembered the doctor’s words to be wary of postpartum depression.

Han Yurou is now so bad-tempered and in such a bad mood. Coupled with her fever, she may be prone to postpartum depression.

"Oh." Rong Jincheng nodded vaguely, he didn't understand anything.

The last time I came to the hospital, I brought Han Yurou who had a high fever.

In addition, he has not been to the hospital for a long time. He hates hospitals and the smell of disinfectants.

The old man was sick and he didn't even bother to go to the hospital.

"Then I'll go out first. If you need anything, call me." The nurse left holding a pile of instruments.

Rong Jincheng nodded blankly.

The servant was driven away by him, so he walked to the bed, lowered his head, and kissed Han Yurou on the face.

He actually didn't feel aversion to kissing her, because he found that her breath smelled very good, a quiet fragrance, like a natural body fragrance.

Moreover, her face is soft and comfortable to kiss.

Han Yurou was not asleep to begin with, but when he kissed her, she frowned in disgust: "Don't touch me."

"Oh." Rong Jincheng gave up, "I thought you fell asleep again. Did you hear what the nurse said? I'll have someone buy you whatever you want to eat."

"Don't worry about me, I don't want to eat anything, just go out."

"When I go out, no one will care about your life or death. I have to watch you."

"Don't worry, I won't commit suicide, because it's not worth it for you to commit suicide, and I don't look down on people who commit suicide."

"You're talking about suicide." Rong Jincheng frowned. He didn't like hearing these two creepy words.

"You get out."

"I'm not going out." Rong Jincheng's temper also grew, "Am I in your way? If not, why did you kick me out? Besides, it's raining outside and I don't have a car, so how can I go back?"

Han Yurou's shoulders were shaking with anger, she was so shameless.

She stopped talking and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

It was still raining outside. Lying on the bed, Han Yurou could clearly hear the pattering of rain and tapping on the window from time to time.

There wasn't much sleepiness, she just closed her eyes.

Rong Jincheng was relatively busy. He went to the cubicle to have dinner alone and received several calls from Feng Li.

These days, he is indeed so busy that he sometimes doesn't even bother to eat.

There was originally going to be an internal meeting with Feng Li and several directors tonight, but in the end I didn't have any thoughts all afternoon.
Chapter completed!