"The young master has a fever recently."

"He won't go to the hospital."

"I heard that you are in England, Miss Qin, and you are determined to come here. I can't stop it. "

"I can't help it I can only accompany him

"Since you left, the young master has refused to have a good meal. He may not sleep for three days after working He may miss you too much

……

The first thing I heard when I woke up was the garrulous voice of his housekeeper. He calmly opened his eyes, high fever let him appear in front of some double shadow, not far from his bed stood two people, he low cough a, from the bed up.

"Young master, you are awake." The old housekeeper heard the voice and hurried to the past. Seeing that Yin Mo Bei was going to get up, he went to help him up, "you still have a high fever, and there are several bottles of water to hang up. Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? "

Yin Mobei did not speak, just sat at the head of the bed and looked at Qin Su with a pair of black eyes.

His skin was originally white, and the high fever made him sick white. His lips peeled and his eyes were moistened by fever. He looked pitiful and innocent.

Qin Su stood on one side, staring at him, the nerves of the temple could not restrain several jumps.

What are you looking at me for? Look, I'm not staying to take care of you.

Don't pretend to be pathetic.

She turned around with a cold face and went out with her bag.

Yin Mobei sat on the bed and looked at her back, his face still had no expression, but the dark light of his eyes was a little dim.

She really doesn't care about him.

Before he was ill, she was the first to worry.

He leaned back, and his mood was not very high, and he seemed to be a little depressed.

……

Qin Su bought seafood porridge from the Chinese restaurant near the hospital. Before he opened the door, he heard the conversation between the old housekeeper and Yin Mobei from the ward.

"Young master, shall we have something to eat? You haven't eaten for two days. You can't hold your stomach

“……”

"You are still ill. Shall I buy you some porridge

Yin Mo said coldly: "death is enough. I don't mean much to live without her. "

Qin Su stood at the door and clenched his fist patiently.

How can such a big person still be so naive?

She pushed the door in, and the old housekeeper and Yin Mobei looked over together. When the old housekeeper saw her, he thought of what Yin Mobei had just said, but he was a man who just "didn't want to live". His expression was very calm, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Su, who came in with light.

Qin Su went to open the porridge and handed over the spoon: "eat."

Yin Mo North didn't answer, just looked up at her, and then said to her, "you feed me."

The old housekeeper was in tears.

My young master, can we not do it? Qin Su came back very hard. Don't let him get angry again.

Sure enough, Qin Su's eyebrows wrinkled up, staring at Yin Mo North for a long time without making a sound.

Yin Mobei sat on the bed and said, "I won't eat that."

Qin Su thought that she could not lose her temper with the patient, or she would put the bowl of porridge upside down on the guy's head.

She took a low breath and went to sit by the bed of Yin Mo north and said to him, "eat quickly. After eating, I will go to see the beginning of the day."

Yin Mobei looked at the spoon handed to his lips and Qin Su's face, and asked in a low voice: "Su Su, you still can't let me go, can you?"