It turned out to be brown sugar water.
He must have bought it when he went out just now.
Song Mai felt a warmth in her heart: "Thank you."
Chu Xing lay back down on the cot without saying a word.
The lights in the room were turned off again, leaving only a dim reading lamp on Song Mai's bedside table.
The light shone on the man's face, casting a hazy, soft glow over his sculpted features.
Before Song Mai had even finished her glass of water, the man's breathing had already calmed down.
She sipped the entire cup of brown sugar water, feeling as if she were soaking in it, warm and sweet.
It feels really nice to have someone take care of you.
When Song Mai woke up the next morning, Chu Xing was no longer in the room. The cot had already been put away, and there was a slight chill in the air.
When he came back, he was carrying two lunch boxes.
A lavish breakfast was laid out on the table, which made Song Mai wonder if he was treating her like a pig.
"That's too much."
She looked at the various breakfasts in front of her, her little face wrinkled up like a steamed bun.
"Not much. You're too thin. This is a good opportunity to eat more."
The man served her a bowl of nourishing porridge, but Song Mai refused, insisting on eating it herself.
She only injured one hand; the other hand was unaffected, so she didn't need him to take care of her in everything.
After breakfast, Jiang Jibai came to help her change her dressing as usual.
"The wound is healing well. Dietary supplements are very important. Try to eat more nourishing foods these days."
He re-bandaged Song Mai's wound with new bandages before saying:
"Your condition has stabilized now. You just need to rest and recover. Dr. Wang from Zicheng Hospital will change your dressings in the next few days."
Chu Xing looked up at him: "Are you going back?"
"Yes, a rare disease patient was transferred to Nandu People's Hospital. I'm quite interested and want to go back and see her. In the later stages, she only needs to have her dressings changed every day. Dr. Wang's medical skills are quite good, so we can leave it to him."
Seeing his response, Chu Xing nodded: "Okay, when are we leaving?"
"This afternoon."
I'll take you to the airport.
Jiang Jibai suddenly laughed: "No need, you can stay here and keep her company. I don't need you to come all this way for me. If you feel bad about it, just have your driver take me."
Chu Xing didn't stand on ceremony and nodded in agreement.
In the following days, Song Mai's life became extremely regular. She spent her days either eating or lying down, and occasionally she would call Grandpa Chu and Lin Ran for a few words.
Grandpa Chu was heartbroken by the unexpected misfortune that Song Mai had suffered. Every time he called, he would ask about Song Mai's recovery and how Chu Xing was treating her, and whether he had bullied her.
Finally, she added that if he bullied her, she would definitely help Song Mai teach him a lesson.
The way he doted on her made it seem as if Song Mai was the real granddaughter, and Chu Xing was merely an adopted one.
Chu Xing was incredibly considerate of Song Mai, always thinking of her first and attending to every little detail.
Song Mai has been eating and sleeping well these days, and her mental state is also good. Her complexion has improved a lot, and her wounds are healing rapidly.
Finally, on the sixth day after being transferred to a regular ward, she heard Dr. Wang say, "You can be discharged in two more days."
Upon hearing the news, Song Mai immediately smiled.
However, the smile vanished completely in an instant.
"What's wrong?" the man asked curiously as he handed her the peeled orange.
"Finally, I don't have to lie in the hospital bed anymore, but my vacation is over too, and I haven't had much fun yet."
She only spent two or three days in Zicheng; the rest of the time was spent in the hospital.
Her long-awaited trip to the Forbidden City came to an end just like that.
She didn't have time to stay in a five-star hotel, nor did she have time to try the local delicacies. It seemed like she did nothing, but time had already passed by.
Thinking of Song Mai makes my heart ache.
She angrily stuffed the orange into her mouth and bit it fiercely, as if she were biting those wanted criminals.
She would have been so happy if it weren't for them.
The woman's mouth was stretched taut, like a pufferfish, which was extremely cute.
Orange juice burst in her mouth, spilling a little onto the corner of her lips.
Chu Xing took a tissue, sat down by the bed, and helped her wipe herself.
"Don't be upset, we'll come again next time."
The man had his head down, his eyelashes casting shadows around his eyes like small fans. His skin was so smooth that you couldn't see any pores, which made Song Mai, a woman, jealous.
His fingertips were slightly cool as he pinched her chin, his gaze fixed on her soft lips.
They were so close that she could even feel his breath, and it seemed that if he lowered his head just a little more, his lips would touch hers.
Song Mai's heart was pounding like a drum.
She didn't know if he could hear her heartbeat, but Song Mai's breathing became slightly sluggish with nervousness.
That long, beautiful hand brushed against the corner of her lips; the woman's lips were slightly cool and looked as soft and delicious as jelly.
The man's lowered eyes darkened slightly, and a flame ignited in a place that was difficult to detect.
The next second, Chu Xing suddenly lowered his head.
His thin lips touched hers, and Song Mai's eyes widened instantly.
Unlike the previous urgent and intense kiss, this kiss was gentle and tender, like a lover's murmur and whisper, making Song Mai feel no sense of invasion.
She didn't push him away, letting Chu Xing dance with her tongue, conquering and expanding his territory, while Song Mai unknowingly became deeply immersed in it.
The man's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked into the woman's closed eyes, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart reached its peak at this moment.
Chu Xing only let Song Mai go when her breath was taken away and the oxygen in her lungs was running out.
She gasped for breath, feeling like a fish that had been pulled from the water and was finally returning to it.
Song Mai's cheeks flushed red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
Chu Xing had no intention of letting her go. He grabbed her chin, leaving her nowhere to hide but to meet his gaze.
"Are you shy?"
His voice had a slightly husky tone, and the deep sound that brushed past her ear made it even more alluring and sexy.
Song Mai wished she could bury her head in the blanket, her eyes darting around, but she dared not look directly into his eyes.
She stubbornly shook her head: "No."
"Then why don't you dare look at me?"
The man forcefully turned her face away, and taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, he suddenly pecked her lips before quickly pulling away.
Song Mai's face turned red all the way down to her neck:
"What are you doing?"
Chu Xing chuckled: "Don't you understand what I'm doing?"
Then, he leaned down and pressed his chin against Song Mai's earlobe.
"I'm kissing you."
"boom--"
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