Chapter 32 Try touching him

Wen Zhile responded.

Shu Chengan rolled his eyes and looked away: "Are you hungry? There is a hotel next to the hospital. I'll take you there to eat something."

Wen Zhile declined: "Don't worry, go deliver the nutritional supplements first."

Shu Chengan raised his brows slightly.

My cousin seems to care a lot about Brother Huai.

They only met once in total, it couldn't be love at first sight, right?

Shu Cheng'an thought about it and decided that love at first sight was the most reliable option.

I don't know how many female soldiers have been fascinated by Brother Huai's face. Zhizhi is only sixteen, so it's normal for her to be fascinated by his face. When Brother Huai wakes up, she won't have any thoughts about it anymore.

Brother Huai is like a mobile refrigerator, and he starts to cool down whenever someone of the opposite sex wants to get close to him.

Thinking of this, Shu Chengan took Wen Zhile into the ward on the third floor with confidence.

"Uncle Zhou and Aunt Ji, you two go have dinner first. I'll take care of Brother Huai here."

He briefly introduced Wen Zhile.

Wen Zhile helped to persuade him: "Captain Zhou is a lucky man, he will wake up soon, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Ji, you must take care of yourselves."

I understand the logic, but when it happens to me, it's hard to stay rational.

Wen Zhile only advised once and remained quiet.

At 8:30 in the evening, Shu Cheng'an sent her back to Mudan Hutong and went back to the hospital himself.

Wen Zhile knew that there was no rush to contact Zhou Jihuai, so she went to bed early. When she woke up the next day, she exercised as usual while the sun was still hot. Then she took a shower, applied scar cream on her body, and went out to buy some fried dumplings and soy milk to bring home.

Last night, Shu Ying and Wen Shuren stayed in the courtyard to accompany her. Wen Zhile put breakfast on the stone table and took the bus to the hospital after eating.

When Shu Ying and Wen Shuren woke up, she had already gotten off the car at the hospital entrance.

The girl bought some red date millet porridge and buns near the hospital and walked to the inpatient department.

The guards on duty at the third floor staircase last night had not yet changed shifts and still recognized her, so Wen Zhile went up to the fourth floor smoothly.

Qu Jinghong stayed in the hospital last night to accompany Ye Qin. She walked to the ward and gently pushed the door open to look inside. Seeing that the two elderly people had woken up, she knocked on the door and walked in: "Grandma, Grandma Ye, I bought breakfast for you. It's still hot. Come and eat."

Qu Jinghong walked towards her with a smile.

She once again felt the difference between her biological granddaughter and her fake granddaughter, and her heart warmed.

"Take your time to eat. I'll go take breakfast to my cousin."

Ye Qin warned: "Walk slowly, don't run."

The little girl responded and walked away. Ye Qin looked at Qu Jinghong and said, "This child is thoughtful and has clear eyes. She respects you from the bottom of her heart."

Qu Jinghong nodded slowly: "Zhizhi and Wen Nuan are different." If it were Wen Nuan, she probably wouldn't even show her face.

Wen Zhile left the fourth floor and entered the third floor.

Shu Cheng'an was sitting by the window in the ward, feeling drowsy. There was a strange little soldier standing at the door.

Wen Zhile approached and was stopped by the local soldiers.

The voice woke Shu Chengan up, and he nodded sharply, sobering up a little: "Zhizhi?"

"cousin."

The young soldier put down his hand that was grabbing the man.

Wen Zhile walked in and lowered her voice: "Are you alone? Come and have breakfast."

Shu Chengan yawned: "Uncle Zhou and Aunt Ji just left not long ago."

"Then these two breakfasts..."

"Of course I will. You underestimate how much I eat."

He was in no mood to eat last night and was already starving.

Wen Zhile walked towards the bed: "Brother, eat quickly, and then go upstairs to tell Grandma Ye and Grandma that everything is fine here, so that they can rest assured."

Shu Chengan's cheeks were bulging from eating so much that he hummed a few times.

Half an hour later, he left the ward.

Wen Zhile sat down next to the bed: "Xiaojiu, can I sit here?"

[No, sister.]

[His luck is now stagnant and cannot communicate with your luck.]

"What should I do?"

The line of black words on the quilt disappeared and reappeared a few minutes later: [Sister, try touching him.]