Song Ling nodded, put her head on his lap, and gently stroked her soft hair with his big hands.
"sleep."
Liu Zhiyuan was already a little sleepy, and nodded dazedly: "Well, you should take a nap too."
She fell asleep quickly, her breathing even and soft, and she slept soundly.
Unconsciously, Song Ling was mesmerized by her fair and delicate little face and didn't feel sleepy at all.
It was not until Yatong on the hospital bed seemed to move her little finger that Song Ling gently moved Liu Zhiyuan's head, put a cushion under her head, and then went to see Yatong.
Yatong finally woke up.
She opened her red eyes and saw Song Ling's concerned look.
Her heart was warm, but she was too weak to speak.
Song Ling saw her wake up and said in a low voice, "Eat something."
Yatong didn't respond, but just looked at him blankly.
Song Ling added, "We have to eat!"
Yatong's eyes turned red as she thought of her childhood.
Yet it is clear that the roles are now reversed.
When he was a child, Song Ling was so angry with Liu Su that he didn't like to eat and his stomach hurt.
Every time she warmed him with an innocent and quiet smile, and she also learned to force him to eat.
And now, he was forcing her to eat.
She had complicated thoughts in her mind, and finally nodded, "Okay."
After getting her answer, Song Ling pressed the call bell and asked the female nurse to bring the nutritious meal over.
He pressed the call bell and the voice rang. He subconsciously looked towards the sofa, afraid of waking up Liu Zhiyuan.
Yatong didn't realize that there was another person in the ward.
She followed Song Ling's gaze and saw a figure lying on the sofa.
She was slightly surprised and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who's here?"
Song Ling didn't even think about it, "My wife, your sister-in-law!"
Ya Tong was stunned again, and then whispered: "Sister-in-law is pregnant, why would she come to a place like the hospital?"
Song Ling was a little helpless: "She is worried."
Yatong nodded gently, with some complicated guilt in her eyes.
"Brother, I'm sorry. I affected you. This is my fault."
Song Ling glanced at her and said firmly: "Don't think too much, you are my sister."
His meaning was obvious, she gave him a warm sister and he wanted to take care of her.
Yatong nodded calmly, "Okay, I'll try. I don't want anything."
At this time, the female nurse brought the ordered nutritious meal and pushed the door, waking up Liu Zhiyuan who was lying on the sofa.
In fact, Liu Zhiyuan wakes up very easily when sleeping. It may be because she didn’t sleep all night last night, so she slept particularly deeply this time.
When she woke up, she opened her sleepy eyes and slowly sat up.
There was only Song Ling in her eyes.
She stammered, "Honey, how long have I slept? A whole day? Am I that lazy?"
She was innocent at this moment, as cute as a little girl who got up to look for her doll.
The female nurse who delivered the food couldn't help but laugh and replied, "No, it's only ten o'clock in the morning."
Only then did Liu Zhiyuan realize that she was in the hospital.
She looked at Song Ling and then at Xiao Tong.
When he found Xiao Tong awake, he quickly stood up and asked with concern: "Xiao Tong, are you feeling better?"
Yatong nodded gently, her face still pale without a trace of blood.
Liu Zhiyuan came over and subconsciously reached out her little hand towards Song Ling.
Song Ling also habitually reached out to help her, and then pulled a stool for her to sit down.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at Yatong and said, "You look terrible. Eat something quickly."
Ya Tong nodded obediently: "Yes."
The female nurse put down the nutritious meal and went out.
Liu Zhiyuan enthusiastically helped Yatong open the lunch box and wanted to hand it to her.
But when she was pregnant, morning sickness was like the weather.
There was fish soup in the lunch box, but what she couldn't stand the smell of fish was the smell of fish.
So his face turned pale, he frowned uncomfortably, and ran into the bathroom to vomit.
Song Ling's eyes tightened, and he quickly poured a glass of warm water and went into the bathroom.
These actions are habitual. When she vomited at home during pregnancy, he would immediately pick up a cup and follow her to rinse her mouth.
Yatong sat alone on the hospital bed, looking towards the bathroom in a daze.
Liu Zhiyuan didn't know what happened either.
The vomiting was so severe that I threw up during breakfast.
She almost vomited bile, her face turned red, and her breathing became weak.
Song Ling handed her the cup of water, but before she could take it, the sound of a porcelain bowl breaking was heard in the ward.
He had to hand the cup to Liu Zhiyuan and then come out to see Yatong.
"What's wrong?"
Yatong looked at the broken porcelain bowl on the ground with an embarrassed look, feeling guilty.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to eat my meal. But I didn't seem to have the strength in my hands to hold it up, and I knocked it over in my haste..."
Song Ling looked at the debris on the ground, then looked at her fragile appearance, and said lightly, "It's okay, I'll have someone clean it up!"
Yatong nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you!"
She struggled to move another porcelain bowl and watched her arms hang down limply.
Song Ling took the porcelain bowl and said, "I'll feed you."
He didn't think much of it, that's what she said when she fed him as a child.
Yatong was stunned for a moment, then saw Liu Zhiyuan tidying herself up and walking out of the bathroom, taking the porcelain bowl from Song Ling's hand.
"Honey, let me do it. I'm a woman, so I'm more careful."
Liu Zhiyuan took the porcelain bowl from Song Ling and said with a smile.
Song Ling felt a little sorry for her pale face.
Yatong was startled again and tightened her fingers slightly.
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