He helped Jiang Yingchi sit down slowly.
Ning Qiluo straightened up, looked around, and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. You get some rest."
I thought that would allow me to leave.
Jiang Yingchi suddenly pointed to the coffee table: "Help me peel an apple."
Ning Qiluo: ? ? ?
No way!
Did he put her on an addiction?
Ning Qilu shook her head and refused: "I am a patient. I cannot take care of others. I also need others to take care of me."
Jiang Yingchi: "Just help me peel an apple."
Ning Qiluo still wanted to refuse, but she hadn't had a chance to speak yet.
"Cough...cough cough..."
He clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, and coughed again, saying weakly, "Then, I won't trouble you."
Ning Qiluo: "..."
How could she live with herself after that?
Although she was extremely reluctant, Ning Qiluo still went to the coffee table to get an apple for him to peel in order to feel better.
She wasn't very good at peeling apples, and she ended up peeling a perfectly good apple into a mess, with the peel being thicker than her little finger.
After it was peeled, the apple wasn't round; it was oddly shaped.
He handed it to Jiang Yingchi: "You eat it."
Jiang Yingchi took the apple, looked at its odd shape, and frowned. "It's not peeled properly."
Ning Qiluo's smile slowly faded: "I meant well, and it was the first time I'd ever peeled an apple for someone. You don't appreciate it, and you even complain about it."
“I know,” Jiang Yingchi said.
Did he know?
What did he say he knew?
Ning Qiluo was completely confused.
Then, he extended his long, slender hand, gesturing for her to sit down: "Come, I'll teach you."
Ning Qiluo was unwilling, finding it troublesome: "I'm seriously injured, I should lie down and rest."
"Come here," he repeated softly.
Ning Qiluo found him a bit annoying and difficult to get along with: "I don't want to talk to you anymore."
She turned and left.
As soon as I opened the door, I encountered a nurse holding a medical record book.
When the nurse saw Ning Qiluo coming out of Jiang Yingchi's ward, she smiled and asked, "Are you Mr. Jiang's family member?"
"No, no, no!" Ning Qilu shook her head first, then pointed to the gauze wrapped around her head: "I'm a patient, I live in the next ward, I just came over for a visit, I'll go back now."
"I see."
The nurse said to Ning Qiluo, "I hope you can visit often, because no one has come to visit Mr. Jiang since he was hospitalized after the car accident."
Ning Qiluo unconsciously softened her breathing.
ah?
Is Jiang Yingchi really that pitiful?
Ning Qiluo thought about how her assistant and agent took turns looking after her after her car accident.
Many media reporters came to visit her yesterday.
No wonder Jiang Yingchi acted so strangely just now; he wanted her to stay a little longer, but she found him annoying and left.
"Okay, I understand."
Ning Qiluo decided to go back to her ward first and ask Fuzai to prepare an extra bowl of beef bone soup to send to Jiang Yingchi next time.
...
The nurse pushed open the door and went in.
The man was taking a nap with his eyes closed.
Her face was so exquisite, as if it were the work of God, that there was nothing to criticize. Her lips were slightly pale, with a sickly beauty that made one fall deeply in love at first glance.
When the nurse came in, she moved quietly and tried not to make any noise. She went to Jiang Yingchi's side and said, "Mr. Jiang, as you requested, all visitors are not allowed to enter."
The man slowly opened his eyes, as if a mist had been cleared: "Arrange for me to be discharged on the same day as her."
The nurse said worriedly, "Mr. Jiang, your injuries are more serious than Ms. Ning's. You need to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yingchi's face turned cold.
The nurse nodded immediately: "Okay, Mr. Jiang."
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