Han Yurou had no strength and did not say another word. The white light shone on her pale face, plain and cold.

Rong Jincheng thought she just didn't like grapes, so he went to peel apples for her.

He really couldn't do these things before, but in the past two years, he has changed a long time ago. When life was hard, he didn't do anything.

People, you have to bow to life.

He quickly peeled the apple, cut it into small pieces and put it in a bowl. He found a toothpick and inserted it into the flesh of the apple.

"Get up and eat apples. Fragrant and sweet apples. You can eat them for free." Rong Jincheng tried to help Han Yurou up. She always fell asleep like this and it was not an option.

"I told you I won't eat, Rong Jincheng, is there something wrong with you?" Han Yurou opened her eyes, with a thin layer of anger, and a few red bloodshot eyes hidden in her watery eyes.

"But...it's really delicious." Rong Jincheng held the bowl and sat beside her bed, "Try to take a bite."

"Don't eat."

"Try to take a bite."

Rong Jincheng tried to feed her an apple, but Han Yurou impatiently raised her hand and pushed it away.

With a "clang" sound, the white porcelain bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces, with apple pieces scattered everywhere.

For a moment, the room was quiet.

No one spoke.

I don't know how long it took before Rong Jincheng stood up from the bed and silently took a broom to clean up the debris.

The aroma of apples lingers in the air for a long time.

Rong Jincheng didn't speak again and walked out quietly.

There are many dense and tall trees planted on the roadside downstairs of the hospital, with green leaves. It is the season of prosperity, they are crowded and growing well.

No sound is heard on the road at night, and often no one is seen for several minutes.

Rong Jincheng put his hands in the pockets of his casual pants and walked around casually, walking down the road. He didn't know in which direction the road would extend.

A gust of evening wind blew by, blowing the bangs on his forehead, and Rong Jincheng's eyes were dimmed.

When he had nowhere to go, he returned to the ward.

Han Yurou was probably asleep, she didn't say a word, only her little head was exposed outside the quilt.

Rong Jincheng moved lightly and didn't go anywhere. He just sat on the chair and watched.

He quietly turned off the light.

Since she won't eat or drink, let her sleep for a while.

Rong Jincheng couldn't sleep. He turned his back to her and played with his mobile phone, adjusting the screen brightness to the lowest level, absentmindedly.

The third child sent him a text message: "Do you have enough money?"

Rong Jincheng replied: "Yeah."

The third child: "What's wrong with her? Is she going to be hospitalized?"

Rong Jincheng: "The doctor will have a consultation tomorrow."

The third child: "Does she appreciate you taking care of her like this?"

Rong Jincheng: "I don't want her to appreciate it."

The third child: "...You are no longer the Xiaoliu I knew. You have changed."

Rong Jincheng: "..."

He hasn't changed, isn't he still the same, handsome and charming?

Rong Jincheng sent another message: "Third brother, help me keep an eye out for any jobs I can do. I'm short of money."

The third child: "Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you. You have to have time to come."

Rong Jincheng: "It can be arranged."

The third child: "ok."

After sending the text message, Rong Jincheng leaned on his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The ward was pitch dark, and no sound could be heard at this moment. The summer night was oppressively hot, as if a storm was brewing, just waiting for lightning and thunder.

Rong Jincheng's heart was beating so hard that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

I'll have a consultation with the doctor tomorrow and there will be no problem.

No.

(Little cuties, the title of the book has been changed from "999 Sweet Kisses: Master Qiao, Hug!" to "Master Qiao, Hug!". Don't get lost. Of course, the author's pen name will not change, Luo Yi to Xue.
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