Chapter 915

When I wake up, my eyes are dazzling white and the disinfectant smells bad.

Wu Xuewei turned her eyes and blinked. How can she remember that she slept in the hotel?

"Are you awake?" As soon as she opened her eyes, the man standing by opened his mouth.

There was a trace of happiness in his voice, and he felt relieved.

Seeing Feng churui, Wu Xuewei's originally flat eyebrows wrinkled instantly. Before she could speak, Feng churui stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, felt it for a moment, and then withdrew his hand, "you have a high fever of 41 °, and you almost burned silly. Now the fever is almost gone. Are you thirsty, drink some water?"

"Why are you here?" Wu Xuewei frowned. Although she didn't know she had a fever, her body was uncomfortable and weak. She chose to believe his words.

"Hungry? Would you like something to eat?" Without answering the question, Feng churui has opened the insulated food box on the bed cabinet and put out a small bowl of warm white porridge.

"You haven't eaten for four days. Come on, I'll feed you." he said and began to help her.

"Don't touch me!" Wu Xuewei suddenly screamed sharply. The struggle was very fierce, and the water bottle still in the infusion shook a few times.

Feng churui was stunned on the spot. He looked at her with deep eyes. His hands were stiff in the air. After a long time, he withdrew his hands and said clearly: "OK, I won't touch you. I'll call the nurse in."

Come on, Feng churui got up and walked out. Just a few steps later, there was a sound of crackling porcelain fragmentation behind him.

His figure froze. Wu Xuewei looked at his back and screamed: "can you get out of my life?! since you don't love me, don't provoke me! I don't need your sympathy, let alone your pity! Get out of my way! I don't want to see you again!"

With that, the mood still nearly collapsed, pulled up the quilt to cover his face and burst into tears

Feng churui was worried and went out of the ward to smoke. Secretary Wu didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to let the nurse take care of him.

"Xiao Wu, you say, forget it..." I didn't ask what I wanted to ask. Maybe this kind of if doesn't exist at all.

He threw away his cigarette butts and stood still for a long time before he returned to the ward.

"Miss Wu, why don't you eat? No matter what happens, we can't overdraft our health, don't you think?" The ward has been cleaned up. The nurse refilled a bowl of porridge and advised him by the bed.

Across the quilt, the bed The sobbing cry of the people on the street is faint, which makes people feel bad for no reason.

Feng churui waved and motioned the nurse to go out first.

The nurse put down the bowl, looked at Wu Xuewei uneasily, and then withdrew from the ward.

Feng churui sat by the bed and fiercely opened the quilt. Wu Xuewei's red eyes and tears wet pillow came into view. With a low sigh, he picked her up and leaned against his arms to wipe away her tears.

His throat was blocked: "don't cry. I'll be responsible for what you've done."

"Responsible?" Wu Xuewei was a little aggressive: "will you marry me or love me?"

Feng churui was pressed to speak by her for a moment.

I never thought of marrying her.

I love her and never thought about it.

She asked so suddenly that even he didn't know.

He had thought about these two things, but if the object was her, he really didn't know.