Chapter 44

The next morning at six o'clock.

Sunlight from the gap in the ward curtain into the ward, fall in season purple pupil pillow.

A wisp of sunlight sprinkles on Ji Zitong's curly long eyelashes, which seems to give her long eyelashes a layer of golden light.

Ji Zitong, who keeps moving forward in the mist, seems to have finally seen a ray of dawn and is struggling to walk towards the light.

Finally, the fog cleared.

The eyelashes stained with golden light trembled, and the eyelids slowly opened, revealing the dark bright eyes below. It was tired and sleepy, and it was as bright as a dream.

Eye catching is the white ceiling, the tip of the nose also smelled a special smell of hospital disinfectant.

She slightly side head, pillow is also a white.

She's in the hospital ward.

She hasn't been in the hospital for a long time.

The ward is quiet, only the sound of the machine nearby.

She only remembered that she had been walking with Mrs. Yan at Yan's home. Later, her stomach was so painful that she was unconscious.

Now the feeling of colic in the stomach has disappeared, but the head is still a little dizzy.

She whispered and raised her hand to caress her forehead.

At this time, in the quiet ward, a deep male voice suddenly rang out: "wake up?"

The sound is like a burst of thunder in Ji Zitong's brain.

There are other people in her ward, a man, and... The male voice sounds like Yan Beichen?

She turned her head and looked into the dark. Sure enough, on the sofa in the corner of the ward, she saw the figure sitting there, because the place where he was sitting was backlit. Ji Zitong couldn't see his face clearly.

"Mr. Yan?" Ji Zitong asked in a hoarse voice.

"Well, it's me."

Yan Beichen gets up from the sofa and goes to Ji Zitong's bed. He raises his hand and touches Ji Zitong's forehead.

"The fever has gone. What's wrong with you now?" Yan Beichen asked.

Yan Beichen care about his words, let Ji Zitong some flattered.

She shook her head again and again: "no, no, I'm fine now. I don't feel any discomfort."

Yan Beichen gave a "hum.".

Ji Zitong worried and asked: "how's grandma? Did she get scared yesterday? "

"Is scared, however, she hears you are all right after, already at ease, Miss Ji at ease."

"That's good!" Ji Zitong is relieved.

As long as Mrs. Yan is OK.

After Ji Zitong finishes speaking, Yan Beichen doesn't speak any more. His tall figure stands beside Ji Zitong's bed, and his eyes are staring at Ji Zitong's face with pressure.

The silence in the ward and Yan Beichen's eyes make Ji Zitong numb.

"Mr. Yan, why are you staring at me like this?"

"You can't eat spicy food!"

She fainted yesterday. It was the pot of pickled fish that caused the trouble. Of course, Ji Zitong knew what Yan Beichen meant.

She quickly explained: "in fact, I can eat spicy food, but I ate too much yesterday, and I was overloaded."

As clever as Yan Beichen, he guessed it all at once.

"Because of grandma?"

"Not all because of grandma!" Ji Zitong explained: "I haven't eaten for a long time. I'm a bit greedy, but..."

Ji Zitong happily looked at Yan Beichen: "fortunately, I fell ill."

Ji Zitong's smile hits Yan Beichen's heart.

His eyes were fixed on Ji Zitong's face, every word: "you and grandma are equally important!"

Ji Zitong

Don't tease her any more. If it goes on like this, she's really out of control.

……

Fortunately, Yan Beichen had a meeting in Yan's group at 8 am. Ji Zitong didn't stay alone with him for too long, so he left. Later, old lady Yan came back, brought her Xiangnuo breakfast and a maid to take care of Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong wanted to leave the hospital in the morning, but when Mrs. Yan refused, the hospital would not allow her to leave the hospital and let her stay in the hospital for another day for observation.

When Mrs. Yan went to the bathroom, a figure rushed into the ward.

As soon as Ni Qiaoqiao saw Ji Zitong, he looked at Ji Zitong up and down and tut tut said, "I didn't expect that you were ill and didn't make you haggard. It's more beautiful!"

Ji Zitong gave her a white look.

"Screw you, you are the best." Compare her with a beauty.

Ni Qiaoqiao put the fruit in his hand on the bedside table and looked around with his eyes.

"Why, you alone?"

"Grandma's in the bathroom!" Ji Zitong reminded: "the maid went to the boiling water room.".

Ni Qiaoqiao nodded knowingly, and then she asked stealthily: "Yan Beichen is not here?"

"He went to work."

"That's good!" Ni Qiao clapped her chest with a sigh of relief.

Ji Zitong squints at Ni Qiao. Qiao Ming shows a guilty expression: "how can you suddenly show this expression? Did you do something bad? "

Ni Qiaoqiao said with a smile: "in fact, it's not a bad thing."

"What is that? By the way, how do you know I'm in hospital? "

"Well, you didn't go to Yan's house yesterday, so I called you last night."

Listen to Ni Qiao this tone, season purple pupil in the heart had bad premonition.

"And then?"

Ni Qiaoqiao didn't dare to look at Zitong's eyes last season. He looked up at the ceiling and said in a low voice: "then, I didn't wait for you to open my mouth and asked if you had finished Yan Beichen. He also said that you should give him medicine, raw rice, cooked rice and so on. At this time, Yan Beichen said, he is Yan Beichen."

Ji Zitong

It's amazing! She could not imagine what Yan Beichen's expression was after hearing this.

"Ni Qiao, you big mouth!" Ji Zitong is about to catch Ni Qiaoqiao.

Mrs. Yan just came out of the bathroom at this time.

Ni Qiaoqiao immediately stood still, put his hands in front of him, and nodded to old lady Yan.

"Hello, grandma. I'm a good friend of Lele."

Ji Zitong converged his emotion on his face and introduced Ni Qiaoqiao: "grandma, she is Ni Qiaoqiao. We all call her Xiao Qiao."

Old lady Yan looked at Ni Qiao with a gentle and kind smile.

"It's Lele's friend. Sit down, sit down!"

"Thank you, grandma. You too!"

Ji Zitong stares at Ni Qiaoqiao again, the latter pretends not to see.

"Grandma, you are so young. You look like you are only in your fifties. How do you maintain it?"

Ni Qiaoqiao's flattering skill can be said to be first-class, and old lady Yan is so elated by Ni Qiaoqiao.

"Ha ha, you can really make my old lady happy. I'm in my seventies."

"My grandmother is over seventy years old, but you look much younger than my grandmother. What brand of cosmetics do you usually use?"

Ji Zitong

"What a sweet mouth Old lady Yan looked at Ni Qiao happily: "by the way, girl, how old are you this year? Do you have a boyfriend? "