Zhuang Mingyue kept Su Nuannuan for dinner in the ward. Zhuang Mingyue could only drink porridge. Su Nuannuan ate three dishes and one soup alone, and gave it to her mouth in big mouthfuls, "Mingyue, the food your aunt cooks is really delicious."

"If you eat more when you are delicious, please eat more. If you are not enough, please let Aunt Wang cook a few more dishes."

At this time, Wang Mei walked in and said, "Miss, should Master Zhan keep his food?"

Zhuang Mingyue sat on the bed in an orderly manner while drinking porridge, and said without a head, "No, he will solve it himself."

"Okay." Wang Mei went back to the kitchen to wash the pot.

After Su Nuannuan had enough food and drink, she touched her bulging belly and said with satisfaction: "Mingyue, can I still see you tomorrow?"

Zhuang Mingyue raised her eyebrows gently and smiled: "Okay."

"It's getting late today. Go back early and don't worry my uncle."

When Su Nuannuan saw that it was almost nine o'clock.

She stepped forward and hugged Zhuang Mingyue and kissed her in the face, "Mingyue! You're so good that you're fine!" After that, she ran out happily alone.

She is really the same as before, always so optimistic and happy.

After Zhuang Mingyue recovered some strength, she sat in a wheelchair and went to the next ward to see the child. Seeing the child being injured, Zhuang Mingyue's heart was pulled hard, and her throat was choked, with tears in her eyes, "You don't want me to continue sleeping, right?"

Actually... I can always hear you calling me mom...

Little Star...How great it would be if you were my child...

But you are not, I will not have a baby again.

I can only be my child's mother, so I can't recognize you.

Sorry... Little Star...

Zhuang Mingyue came back from the next room and was about to go to bed when the door opened. Zhuang Mingyue looked at the person outside the door, withdrew her gaze at the first glance, and didn't ask anything more.

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning. Zhanban stepped forward and picked her up from the wheelchair and placed her on the bed. At the close distance, Zhuang Mingyue smelled a faint smell of wine on his body.

But looking at his pretty sober look, he didn't drink much.

Before Zhuang Mingyue asked anything, Zhanyan had already explained: "I didn't go anywhere, I just had a few drinks with Xu Zekai, and he had already gone back."

Zhuang Mingyue: "You don't need to tell me these things."

What he said was like a husband who came back late at night reporting his wife's itinerary.

Zhan Yan sat on the bed and took off the slippers from her feet, "I'll get water to wash you."

Zhuang Mingyue watched him take off his black suit jacket and hang it on the hanger. When he walked into the bathroom, he heard the sound of water flowing. After a while, Zhanyan walked out with a basin, tilted the sleeves of his shirt, put the basin aside, squeezed the towel with both hands, wrung the water dry, sat on the head of the bed and wiped her face with a towel. His hands were very gentle and the force was just right. I don’t know how many times did Zhanyan repeat this action?

"Tell me if you want to take a shower."

During her coma, he took care of her with his own hands and wiped her body every day, even her hair...

Zhan Yan was afraid that she would not accept her hair shaved, so she learned hair extensions. Now he took Zhuang Mingyue's hair with him. In order not to be seen, Zhan Yan almost did everything. As long as he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see anything at all.

Zhanyan washed her face and then held a foot basin to wash his feet.

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the man standing on the ground calmly, and her heart was so calm that she could not have a ripple.

If it were in the past, Zhanban would never do anything to reduce his status by himself, not to mention that he was condescending to bring her foot wash and wash her feet.

After washing, Zhanyan wiped her dry with a clean towel...

After she was done with her business, the banquet started to take a shower in the bathroom.

Zhanyan blew his hair in the bathroom, wore pajamas, touched the consecration on the wall, and turned off the lights.

Feeling the position beside him sinking, the hot body behind Zhuang Mingyue touched up, and the smell of shower gel floated into his nose.

Zhan Yan hugged her waist, and the sound of breathing was not falling asleep.

"How did you treat Chu Wenjing in the end?"

Zhan Yan changed his posture and turned Zhuang Mingyue over. He rubbed over the two of them and squeezed on a pillow. Zhuang Mingyue pressed against her chest, and his low voice sounded suppressed, "I asked Qi Cheng to collect evidence of Chu Chang's violation of discipline and illegality and embezzlement and bribery, and handed it over to the police. We will not interfere in the rest of the matter."

"If you want to do anything, I can take action."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Did you kill her?"

Zhan Yan was greedy for the smell on her body and said, "Mingyue...I will not do this again in the future."

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to say something to him, but she didn't know what to say, so she didn't speak in the end.

At the current exhibition shop, Mingyue believes that he has indeed turned aside...

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes and didn't speak. The wreckage of the plane in her mind that was lingering in her mind, those innocent lives, listening to the breathing in her ears, took off his hand, sat up and touched the fruit knife under the pillow.

When the cold and sharp knife tip was raised by Zhuang Mingyue, the cold light passed by, facing his eyebrows, his hands trembling, and the hatred hidden in his eyes appeared at this moment.
Chapter completed!