"Little girl, please help him. There is nothing to be ashamed of. He is a patient." The old man echoed from the side.

"I'll hire a nurse for you." Of course Han Yurou disagreed.

"..." Rong Jincheng said silently, "It will take at least half an hour to hire a nurse, right? I can't hold it in for half a minute now."

"Then what should I do!" Han Yurou said angrily, as if she had harmed him.

"You can't walk to the bathroom. The young man has just had an operation. Little girl, there are everything here. Please help him." The old man agreed again.

Han Yurou understood.

But what does it have to do with her? She is not his girlfriend!

"I'll find a male nurse for you." Han Yurou ran out anyway, asking her to serve him was impossible.

Rong Jincheng: "..."

He really couldn't hold it in any longer!

The old man laughed and said: "Young man, your girlfriend is shy. It seems that you two have not developed further."

Rong Jincheng: "..."

It's been two years since I slept.

What's there to be ashamed of?

Moreover, he is a patient and it is obviously a very serious matter. What is Han Yurou thinking?

Okay, maybe she just dislikes him.

Unexpectedly, Han Yurou had to find a male nurse for him. After the male nurse came, Han Yurou took her wallet and went out.

Rong Jincheng looked at the ceiling in despair.

Do you know what despair is? This is called despair.

Han Yurou went to the street to buy breakfast.

The third child told her last night, to the general effect that Rong Jincheng's spleen and stomach were injured, so he couldn't eat anything too greasy, and it was best to eat healthy food.

Health care?

Then let’s have porridge! Han Yurou really can’t think of what to buy.

The wind is good in the morning, the maple leaves on the roadside are all red, the breeze is blowing on my face, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

She saw that Rong Jincheng could talk and laugh, and he was not as serious as the third child said.

The third child said that when he first discovered Rong Jincheng, he was covered in blood, couldn't move, and had only one breath left.

Han Yurou had some breakfast outside, and then brought Rong Jincheng porridge back.

In the past, Rong Jincheng was a very face-conscious person and would never live in a ward with many people like this, and certainly not in a slum-like place.

He seems to be taking things as they come now.

When she entered the ward, she saw that he was still chatting with the old man, and he didn't look like he was only breathing.

However, the injuries on his body are true.

Rong Jincheng could only lie down.

When he saw her come back, he stared at her intently. He watched her unboxing her handbag, watching her picking up porridge, and watching everything she did.

"This porridge... I don't know if you can eat it or not, so I bought it casually." Han Yurou pressed the button and helped him sit up. "This time you are hospitalized, I will take care of you. I should repay the previous kindness. I won't

Like to owe others."

"I don't want you to return it." Rong Jincheng suddenly became stubborn, "No need."

Han Yurou looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, put down the porridge and spread her hands: "Then I'm leaving."

Just leave.

Han Yurou really needs to stand up.

Rong Jincheng: "..."

"Just pay it back, don't leave." He compromised, "You're just bullying me and I can't move."

He has no strength in his hands now.

"Then it's agreed. After you pay it back, I won't owe you any more."

"oh."

Can he refute it?

Can he say no?

Rong Jincheng lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Han Yurou sat by the bed and dug out the porridge with a spoon: "This is yellow rice porridge. It has a bland taste. You can try it."
Chapter completed!