Three hundred and ninetieth chapters how about physical promise
Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming, who was sleeping beside her, and got out of bed gently. She helped Feng Zhiming pull the quilt, walked out of the ward, walked through a corridor, and came to Ji Yunjun's ward. Uncle Chen was sitting beside him.
Accompanying me, when I saw Ling Yanyan walking in, I immediately stood up and said, "Miss Ling."
"Uncle Chen, let me see him." Ling Yanyan said to him, and then walked to the bed. Because of his back injury, Ji Yunjun was lying there with his brows furrowed. It must be in pain.
Ling Yanyan sat beside the hospital bed until Ji Yunjun opened his eyes, "Yanyan, you are here, are you okay?" Ji Yunjun raised a hand and touched her face.
"I'm fine." Ling Yanyan shook her head, and two lines of tears fell silently.
"Why are you crying?" Ji Yunjun held back the pain in her back and wiped the tears from her face.
Ling Yanyan pulled his hand away, "You big idiot, who asked you to use your body to block the knife? What if something happens to you?"
"Aren't I fine now? What's more, I don't want to see you hurt at all." Ji Yunjun pretended to smile lightly, "Yanyan, if you care about me so much, then just marry me and commit yourself to me.
,How about it?"
"I don't agree!" Feng Zhiming's voice came from the door of the ward, his eyes glaring fiercely at Ji Yunjun on the bed.
Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming, "Why are you here?"
"If you don't take a good rest, why are you here?" Feng Zhiming stepped forward and took Ling Yanyan into his arms.
"I came to see him." Ling Yanyan raised her head and said to him. She was just worried about Ji Yunjun, so she just came to see him.
Feng Zhiming glanced at Ji Yunjun, "Don't worry, he is still in the mood to joke. It should be nothing serious, right?" He asked Ji Yunjun who was lying on the bed.
Ji Yunjun moved slightly and cried out in pain, but Ling Yanyan immediately broke away from Feng Zhiming's arms and ran to the bed, "Are you okay? Do you want to call the doctor?"
Seeing Ji Yunjun's successful smile, Feng Zhiming's face turned livid, "Okay, he won't die. It's time for you to go back and rest." Feng Zhiming stepped forward in two strides and directly hugged Ling Yanyan into his arms,
Then take her out of the ward.
"Zhi Ming, don't be like this, he was injured because of me." Ling Yanyan said to Feng Zhiming as soon as she walked out of the ward.
"Zhi Ming..." Seeing that he was silent, Ling Yanyan called him in a longer voice.
It wasn't until he walked back to the ward that Feng Zhiming looked at her and said, "You're fine now, right? You dared to sneak in to see him, why didn't you let me go with you?" In fact, Ling Yanyan had already gotten out of bed.
When he walked out of the ward, he already knew.
"I, I..." Ling Yanyan finished her sentence. She admitted that she was afraid that he would not let her go, so she secretly visited Ji Yunjun.
"Afraid I won't let you go?" Feng Zhiming asked, holding her in his arms and sitting on the sofa in front of the window, with warm sunlight shining on the two of them.
Ling Yanyan put her slender arms around his waist, "Will you let me go? But why did you look unhappy in Ji Yunjun's ward just now?"
"Ling Yanyan, you..." Feng Zhiming glared at her angrily.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you accompany me next time, okay? Although he was annoying before, after all, he got hurt this time because of me." Ling Yanyan always felt uneasy.
Feng Zhiming didn't speak anymore. He also knew that Ling Yanyan would never stop seeing him. Even if he stopped her, she would still go see him.
A few days later, Ling Yanyan was discharged from the hospital, with gauze still wrapped on her forehead. Feng Zhiming went to the company. She came down from upstairs and walked into the kitchen. She saw Zhang Ma making soup, "Zhang Ma, you
Help me put some into a thermos cup, I want to go see Ji Yunjun."
"Okay." Ma Zhang poured out a bowl of soup and handed it to Ling Yanyan, "Young Madam, you drink first."
Ling Yanyan only drank half of the bowl and left the villa with the thermos cup.
In the hospital, Ji Yunjun still needs to recover from his wounds, but at least he can sit up now. "Master, it's time for you to take medicine." Uncle Chen walked in and looked at Ji Yunjun sitting on the bed.
"If you don't want to eat it, take it away." Ji Yunjun kept clamoring to be discharged from the hospital, but the doctor never agreed.
"Master!" Uncle Chen looked at him helplessly.
"Get out! Don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Ji Yunjun endured the pain in his back and lay down again. He was too incompetent like this.
As soon as Uncle Chen walked out of the ward, he saw Ling Yanyan, "Miss Ling."
"Is he refusing to take medicine?" Ling Yanyan looked at Uncle Chen holding the medicine in his hand and walking out of the ward with his head slightly lowered.
"Yes!" Uncle Chen sighed.
Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "Give me the medicine!" She took the medicine from Uncle Chen's hand, pushed the door open and walked into the ward.
"Get out! Get out! I told you I won't take medicine." Ji Yunjun didn't even bother to open his eyes and shouted to the woman who had just walked in.
"How can the wound heal without taking medicine?" Ling Yanyan said softly, walked to the bed and placed the thermos cup on the bedside table.
Ji Yunjun suddenly opened his eyes, "Yanyan, why are you here?"
"Okay, let's take the medicine first." Ling Yanyan walked to the kettle, poured a glass of warm water, handed it to him, put the pills into his palm, and looked at his frown, "Don't say you won't take it.
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Ji Yunjun put the medicine in his hand into his mouth, took a sip of water, and swallowed the pills.
Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "I brought chicken soup." After saying that, she took a porcelain bowl, poured out the chicken soup and handed it to him, "Drink it quickly!"
"If I had known that I would be treated like this when I was injured, I should have been injured earlier." Ji Yunjun took a sip of chicken soup and said to Ling Yanyan.
"No! If you get hurt again, I will never come to see you." Ling Yanyan became a little anxious when she heard him say such words.
"Okay, don't worry, I'm just kidding." Ji Yunjun put down the bowl in his hand and reached out to cover her little hand, "Yanyan, thank you."
Ling Yanyan looked at him, "What are you thanking me for? I should say thank you. If you hadn't blocked that knife for me, maybe I would be the one lying here now."
"How could I be willing to let you get hurt!" Ji Yunjun sighed slightly, "Wouldn't it be nice to give me a chance to be a hero to save a beauty?" That day, even if he didn't block the knife, Feng Zhiming would.
Yes, because he also loves Yanyan deeply, and because he is also afraid that Yanyan will be hurt. As long as Yanyan is safe, his efforts are worth it.
"You are still in the mood to joke. That day, I was really scared. What should I do if something really happened to you?" Ling Yanyan really couldn't imagine that when the red blood kept flowing out, she felt
My heartbeat almost stopped.
Ji Yunjun smiled and said, "Nothing will happen to me. Even if I can't stay with you for the rest of my life, I still want to see you happy."
"Ji Yunjun..." Ling Yanyan felt slightly apologetic after listening to his words.
"Yanyan, will you blame me?" Ji Yunjun asked her after being silent for a while.
Ling Yanyan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what he was asking, "It would be a lie to say I don't blame you." She pursed her lips, and Ling Yanyan raised her eyes to meet Ji Yunjun's.