He felt strange, but he didn't care at all. "Besides, the medicine doesn't need to be injected."

Sheng Tian Chen Leng for a second, full face can't believe asked him, "did you persuade her? How did you do it? "

He turned to his side and looked at him coldly. His voice didn't take a trace of temperature. "You can do what you have to do. Other things, you don't have to worry about, and you shouldn't ask."

Sheng Tianchen slightly frowned, "a ting, you know, I also care about you."

"No need." The man's pale lips pursed into a straight line, "you go back to the room to rest, I want to be alone for a while."

Sheng Tianchen worried, "but..."

Sheng and Ting's tone, with the overbearing overbearing, "go out!"

"Well, take good care of yourself. I'll do what you say."

Sheng Tian Chen is helpless, left this sentence to leave.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Sheng Youting couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his stomach and went back to the bed with pain. He curled up with the quilt. His forehead was covered with sweat.

He shook his hand and felt the cigarette box on the head cabinet of the bed. He bit a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. The fireworks kept shaking in the dark.

The next morning, Sheng Tianchen entered the master's bedroom with a bowl of blood vessels. He sat on the chair beside the bed, smiling at Liu Liu mildly, "Liu Liu, did you sleep well last night?"

Liu Liu, as usual, had no reaction, but her eyes were no longer like before, like a pool of stagnant water, without any vitality and vitality.

For now, at least, he could see that she had a desire to survive.

Having the desire to survive is a good thing, "I'll feed you some porridge."

She still did not have any reaction, only eyelids slightly moved, Sheng Tianchen raised her upper body, put the pillow behind her, and then scooped a spoon of congee to her mouth, "come on, open your mouth."

She opened her mouth and swallowed.

It seems to be too long to eat, even if it is not thick porridge, she also feel some difficult to swallow, and even choked to cough up, "cough, cough

Sheng Tianchen immediately put down the atherosclerotic bowl, raised her body, reached out to pat her back, very patiently over and over again, she gradually felt better than some, Qi Shun in the past.

The man at the door looked at this scene, his eyes turned cold and left. As expected, there was only one person who could make her want to survive and let her want to live.

Now he is nothing in her heart.

The words that came out of her mouth, like a knife, touched her heart all the time.

Cheng Chi quickly followed up, "young master, where are you going?"

The man turned around and frowned fiercely. His face was pale and morbid. "Don't follow me. Show me Miss Liu!"

Cheng Chi had to stop. "Yes, young master."

In the pupil, the man's back looks so bleak. Cheng Chi's hand is clenched into a fist at his side.

In the master bedroom, Sheng Tianchen again served the atherosclerotic bowl, with mild eyebrows and eyes, "you haven't eaten for more than half a month. It's hard to avoid some maladjustment. I specially let the kitchen boil the porridge clear, so it won't hurt the stomach."

"When you drink, swallow gently, you won't choke again, you know?"

Liu Liu finally had a reaction, and slightly closed her eyes.

Although it was given him such a subtle reaction, Sheng Tianchen still felt happy, happy and mixed with heartache.