Xiang Qinglan nodded, not noticing the complexity in his eyes.
"That's good," Su Zhetuo stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her face and feel the tenderness on her body. However, Xiang Qinglan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the moment he stretched out his hand, she
, turned around again, and looked out the window again, as if there was something there that attracted her, but her eyes were still empty, and some were just blank.
Su Zhetuo took back his hand in the air, and then squeezed it tightly. After a long while, he took a deep breath and put his hand on Xiang Qinglan's shoulder.
He believed that this was only temporary, and that he could understand and accept her rejection of him, because it was his bastard who caused everything now. He even believed that as long as he persisted, one day she would definitely
Will come back to him again.
That Qing is no longer his opponent. He will soon return to England and bring another woman, Lan, whom he created. In this way, Lan Lan will only be his.
If it's not his, who else could it be?
His shoulders sank, and he turned back to Qinglan. He looked at Su Zhetuo's hand on his shoulder and twitched his eyelashes slightly, seeming to have lost his melancholy again.
"Lan Lan, I made soup. It's still hot now. Come and drink it." Su Zhetuo put the thermos box in his hand on the table aside and pulled Xiang Qinglan to sit down.
But Xiang Qinglan looked at her strangely. She remembered that he did nothing at all. The extremely capable CEO of the Su family was simply a kitchen idiot. He had never even done such a thing as washing dishes. Why?
Maybe make her some soup.
This is not what he should do, nor is it like it.
"Don't believe it, I really made the stew." Looking at her strange look, Su Zhetuo just smiled. People can change. Mommy and I have learned this for a long time. He took out the soup he made,
But intentionally or unintentionally, Xiang Qinglan saw the wound on his hand, which was a deep wound made by a knife.
Xiang Qinglan took his hand. There were several obvious scars on the extremely wide palm, the fingertips and the tiger's mouth, all of which were injured by knives.
"It's okay," Su Zhetuo held her hand tightly, but instead comforted her, "I was careless. The knife is not as useful as my signature pen, but it doesn't matter. Next time, I won't do it again."
He hurt himself."
He retracted his hand to cover the wounds, and then scooped some soup into a bowl. It was actually a bit of a trick, but it was not intentional, because he did hurt his hand while making these things.
However, I didn't expect such an effect.
Xiang Qinglan has always been a kind-hearted woman. How can she not be moved when she sees him getting hurt for her? So, women are moved animals.
Xiang Qinglan stood up, and Su Zhetuo held her hand. The wound on her hand touched his hand. Although it hurt a little, he felt it was worth it.
"Lan Lan, you'll be cold if you don't eat." I've been doing it all night, and his eyes are a little red, which seems to be the result of not sleeping all night. Although he is in good spirits now, it's hard to hide the redness on his face.
Tired, he has to manage such a big company, he has to do everything, and he also has to take care of a pregnant woman. In fact, he is really tired.
Xiang Qinglan held his hand, but still stood up, and Su Zhetuo's hand shook. He saw a drop of water suddenly dripping on the back of his hand, and slowly fainted along the back of his hand.
The dye was gone, but his lips raised. He kissed the back of his hand, but he also tasted the taste of her tears.
It's very salty and painful.
This was the first time she had cried for him in such a long time. He had seen her cry for that man and for that man's child, but she had never shed tears for him. But now he saw,
It made him feel distressed and heartbroken, but more than anything, it was a kind of excitement and excitement.
Maybe he was really a little perverted. She obviously cried, but he felt happy at the same time.
Because they were cried for him, tears shed for him.
Soon, Xiang Qinglan walked in from outside, holding some disinfectant in her hand. She sat next to Su Zhetuo, put his on her knees, and then carefully gave it to her.
He applied medicine to his wounds. Although wounds in winter are not easy to get infected, they are difficult to heal. If you don't pay attention, these small wounds may cause tetanus.
Although it hurt a little to feel that feather-light strength, for Su Zhetuo, it was extremely satisfying.
Tomorrow, he would cut a few more wounds on his body and let her give him medicine every day. That way, he would feel it was worthwhile.
Lowering his head, he looked at her extremely serious expression, so careful and attentive, which made his chest tremble from time to time.
The pale white face was very small, no bigger than one of his palms, and her lips were always pressed tightly together, as if she was worried about something?
His other hand couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out, but he held the general in his arms. Maybe he was really feeling guilty or something. This time, Xiang Qinglan did not struggle.
She still carefully applied medicine to him, but such a man did these things for her that he had never had to do before.
In fact, it would be a lie not to be moved.
However, the more moved she is, the heavier she will feel.
Because she will owe him more and more, and she may not be able to pay him back in the future.
Xiang Qinglan is sitting on the hospital bed. Although this is just a ward, it is the best ward in the hospital. You can rarely smell the smell of disinfectant in it. There are professional nurses here to take care of her.
She doesn't have to do it herself, and sometimes she doesn't even need to do anything. She just needs to be a patient at this time.
In fact, she didn't have any illness. The only illness was her child and her heart.
It's very quiet here, but it can also make people feel depressed.
"Lan Lan, can you have another bite?" Su Zhetuo squatted in front of a woman for the first time, just to let her eat the stew he made. Although the taste was not delicious because it was pure Chinese medicine, but
But she has to eat it. This is good for her health, otherwise the child will...
He did not continue to think about it, he just wanted to take good care of her health. If something happened to this child, something would happen to her as well.