"Well, I know I was wrong." Xiaoyi admitted her mistake softly.
"Next time you fight again, I'll ask you to write a self-criticism." Can her body handle this? Xiaobai scolded her lightly.
Xiaoyi smiled and nodded obediently: "I try not to fight."
"Do you have enough for the treatment?" He remembered that she gave him all her savings.
"It's enough, the other party will compensate."
"That's good." He breathed a sigh of relief, because all his current treatment expenses were paid in advance by Lifei, and he had no money.
After the doctor's consultation, he re-bandaged his wound. After it was wrapped, Xiaobai couldn't wait to see Xiaoyi. When he saw her appearance, it was much more serious than he thought: "Xiaoyi, how did you do this?"
?Who hit me? Tell me."
"A prodigal son, but I didn't suffer, I fought back."
Xiaobai sat down beside her bed: "Then should I praise you for your bravery?"
"Yes! Then do you want to reward me with a gift for my bravery?" Xiaoyi looked at his bulging pockets that looked unattractive. She thought there must be something in there to make her pockets bulge. Isn't that right?
Like his style, he is a perfectionist and has strict requirements on himself. His pockets must not be too high, his clothes must not be wrinkled, and his collar must be white. He will not wear it if it is even slightly dirty.
But this is for others. In front of Xiaoyi, he sometimes looks disheveled and smiles unsteadily.
"Here you go." He took out an apple from his pocket and put it on her bedside table.
The apples are very beautiful, and they are rosy all over. You can tell that they are high-end varieties. The appearance is perfect, just like Xiaobai's style. When he gives gifts, he doesn't need many, but high-quality ones. He carefully selects them and makes sure they are perfect.
Apple is as confident as its owner. Even among a lot of flowers and fruits, it looks like it stands out from the crowd.
Xiaoyi looked at it several times and liked it very much: "Why did you think of giving me an apple?"
"I hope this stupid girl like you is safe."
"Then put it next to my pillow!" Xiaoyi wanted to smell the aroma of apples.
Xiaobai gently placed it on her pillow, within reach of her when she tilted her head.
He sat for a while, and lunch was brought in. Xiaobai refused the help of the nurse and picked up the chopsticks with one hand to pick up the food for her to eat: "I'll do it. Well, eat the carrot quickly!"
After he finished speaking, he filled up a small spoonful of rice, and then used chopsticks to slowly put a small piece of carrot into the center of the spoon. It looked red and white, which was very beautiful.
He took a look, then slightly raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and fed her a mouthful. He was very careful, and waited until she had almost swallowed, then gently handed over the next spoonful of food he had prepared, and waited until she finished eating.
Take away the spoon, the affectionate and gentle thing seems to make people fall in and have no way to extricate themselves.
Xiaoyi was very cooperative and finished the meal in three or two bites. Xiaobai put down his chopsticks with a sense of accomplishment: "Very good, I'll go back and take a nap first, and you can take a rest too. I'll see you again in the evening!"
He slowly held his injured arm with his hands and left Xiaoyi's ward.
Xiaoyi felt that the meal made her feel delicious for some reason. Maybe it was because the food was cooked, or maybe it was because he fed it. But how long can this taste last? A second? An hour? Or a day? But
Is it a flash in the pan?
Seeing Xiaobai leave, Sister Li walked to Xiaoyi's bed and smiled enviously: "Boyfriend? He's so kind to you."