Qingcheng Hospital.
After asking for the ward number, Fan Xiaofan, holding Fu Weidong's hand, led him to the place with some snacks she had bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.
Shi Lingheng lay pale on the hospital bed, all alone in the room, looking inexplicably lonely and pitiful.
Why are you all alone?
After tidying up the things next to the bedside table, Fan Xiaofan couldn't help but ask.
Shi Lingheng struggled to sit up, but fearing the pain from his leg wound, he hissed in pain with every movement. Fan Xiaofan quickly reached out to help him, and with great difficulty, he was able to lean back properly.
"Everyone is busy, and I don't want to hold them back. I can take care of myself."
But despite saying that, she looked quite pitiful.
Fu Weidong sensed something was off, but his little brain hadn't quite grasped it yet. Fan Xiaofan scratched his head and said, "How about I help out a bit these days?"
"This, this, isn't it too much trouble for you?"
Shi Lingheng was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface he pretended to be embarrassed to trouble others.
Fan Xiaofan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's not far. I can ride my bike very fast."
Fu Weidong finally realized what was happening and jumped up, shouting, "No, no, no, that won't do..."
Shi Lingheng glanced at his nephew, who was only dragging him down, wondering if he was even his biological son...
Fu Weidong also puffed out his cheeks and glared at him.
Finally, through gritted teeth, she said, "Sister, I've grown up. I'll take care of Master..."
Before Fan Xiaofan could say anything, Shi Lingheng expressed his disgust, saying, "Who wants such a little brat like you?"
He sighed and looked at Fan Xiaofan pitifully: "As expected, it's still too much trouble for you. I can take care of myself."
With that, Fan Xiao scratched his head and said, "It's okay, I don't mind."
Fu Weidong recalled Fan Yunyan's words about retreating to advance, and Ling Heng was clearly doing just that at this moment...
This person is too cunning, utterly wicked.
Fu Weidong retorted angrily, "Don't you have a friend right here? You can have him take care of you. I'm a girl..."
Fan Xiaofan also looked at Shi Lingheng. She naturally knew that Fu Weidong was talking about Ruan Jiu.
Shi Lingheng sighed and looked at Fan Xiaofan, saying, "As you know, there are some things going on in Beidu, and Ruan Jiu simply can't spare the time right now. Isn't it too much trouble for you? I can really manage on my own."
He made a move as if to move his leg, but as soon as he did, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead...
Fan Xiaofan, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but glare at him: "Don't you know you can't move your wound right now? What if the doctor comes over and yells at you?"
Shi Lingheng said with a wronged expression, "I just wanted to show you that I can really do it."
As Fan Xiaofan helped him into a comfortable position, Fu Weidong, standing to the side, felt that Shi Lingheng was just putting on an act.
He usually aches terribly during training, but Shi Lingheng always told him that a real man sheds blood and sweat, not tears. Yet now he's acting so dramatically...
In the end, Fan Xiaofan agreed to take care of Shi Lingheng.
Although it was only three meals a day, the opportunities to meet suddenly became more frequent, which Shi Lingheng was very satisfied with, even though he always had Fu Weidong, who was like a burden, with him.
If others knew, they would definitely be speechless and say, "That's your own nephew."
Is it really okay for you to be so disgusted?
Fan Xiaofan wasn't a good cook, so she brought food from the hospital.
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