Chapter 279

When the salt water dropped half way, Gu Jingxing came back. Song ran looked at Gu Jingxing in his dark green military cashmere sweater with a silly look. Then he looked at the military coat he was holding in his arms. He pointed to him: "Gu Jingxing, you don't want to die. Do you want to freeze to death?"

Gu Jingxing went to the bed with a smile and spread out his coat to reveal the hot pumpkin porridge. Gu Jingxing opened the lid of the box and stirred it with a spoon: "Xiaoran, come on, eat porridge."

Song Ran's eyes were dim: "Gu Jingxing, first put down the porridge, then put on your coat, and then put your hand into my quilt."

Gu Jingxing a look, his small ran face angry, immediately according to her said to do.

When his hand reached in, song ran felt the piercing cold. It was only 0 degrees outside now. He walked with a sweater for at least 20 minutes in such a cold weather. It was strange that he did not freeze.

Song ran took hold of his hands and looked up at the silly man. His eyes were gentle and gentle. Now he was smiling and comforting her: "Xiao ran, you know, I'm not afraid of cold."

Song ran glanced at him: "didn't my parents give birth to them? Not a mortal body? I'm not afraid of the cold. "

Gu Jingxing's fingers in the warm quilt clasped her fingers, and her fingers tightly together: "Xiaoran, I'm not cold, quick to drink porridge, cold is not good to drink."

Song ran did not want to disappoint his good intentions, so he reluctantly released his hand.

Gu Jing will take out his hand, pick up the porridge bowl again, and feed her spoon by spoon patiently. Song ran glances at another bowl of porridge on the bedside table: "I'll do it myself. You can eat yours, otherwise your will be cold."

How can Gu Jingxing pay attention to her?

After both of them finished eating, song ran moved to the side and glanced at him: "Jingxing, you can warm up my quilt, eh?"

Gu Jingxing waved his hand: "it's OK, Xiao ran, you sleep, I'm not sleepy."

Song Ran's wound was no longer painful, and he was full of food and drink. His eyelids began to fight. He could not stand the attack of sleepiness, and soon fell asleep.

Gu Jingxing gazed at her fondly, got up, imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and then began to scrupulously watch the progress of the salt water bottle.

The next day, early in the morning, Mrs. Wu came into the ward with large bags and small bags of luggage. She had enough food and clothing, and two blankets for the night watchman.

Song ran looked lonely and asked Wu Ma, "where's my father?"

Wu Ma's eyes twinkled: "your father went to Sucheng to ask for money yesterday. He didn't know about your illness."

Song ran drooped her eyes and her voice was faint: "do you know that I'm sick, or do you think there's no need to fight for minor problems?"

Wu Ma then changed the topic and said, "Xiao ran, I cooked the porridge of yam and lean meat. It's delicious. Eat some while it's hot."

Song ran sneered and shook his head.

After a long time, he regained consciousness and looked at Gu Jingxing hesitantly: "well, you should go back to the army and report it. Let Ma Wu guard it these days."

When he was here, she was always worried that he would find out her secret. It was not a way, but a way to get rid of him.

Gu Jingxing waved his hand: "I let Du Dapeng go back and ask me for a week's leave. I will accompany you to discharge here."

Song ran almost vomited a mouthful of blood. The damned man was not around when he needed him. When he was not needed, he couldn't get rid of him.

Irritating!