Fu Haoran lightly clenched his fist, put it to his lips, and coughed: "Ahem..."
"Uh, well, if you still have something to do, you can leave first without waiting for me!" Han Ningmeng almost forgot that Fu Haoran was here, and even forgot about his existence.
"I can wait for you, otherwise, what will happen to you!" Fu Haoran didn't want to be ignored. Unexpectedly, Han Ningmeng actually asked him to leave first.
In such an atmosphere, Fu Haoran would not leave.
Now, Han Ningmeng felt in her heart that she owed Jiang Wenshao a favor, and Jiang Wenshao was deeply devoted to Han Ningmeng. If he left, who knew whether the two of them would start a fierce fire!
"Uh, um, I was leaving in a hurry and was worried about you, so I forgot to bring fruit!" Suddenly, when Han Ningmeng saw fruits, flowers and the like in the ward, she realized that she didn't bring anything, and she was a little embarrassed.
I'm a little embarrassed.
"I'm preparing it for you!" Fu Haoran magically took out the fruit from behind and handed it to Han Ningmeng.
"You...where did you come from?" Han Ningmeng was surprised.
"I bought it. I knew a long time ago that you must have forgotten to bring it, so I asked someone to prepare it and put it in the car for me early!" Fu Haoran looked proud.
"Then, why didn't I see you holding it in your hand just now?" Han Ningmeng continued to ask in surprise.
"You ran away as soon as you got off the car. You left in such a hurry. Besides, your heart was not on me at all. How could you see me getting the fruit?" Fu Haoran complained dissatisfied.
"Uh...hehe...thank you!" Han Ningmeng snatched the fruit from Fu Haoran's hand and handed it to Jiang Wenshao: "Do you want to eat the fruit? I'll wash it for you!"
"Well, okay!" Jiang Wenshao lay on the bed, motionless.
"Well, I'm going to wash it!" Han Ningmeng said as she unpacked the fruits in the fruit basket and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I'm ready to eat the apple!" Jiang Wenshao replied with a smile.
Han Ningmeng gave the biggest nod: "Okay, wait for me!"
Han Ningmeng said, and when she was about to go to wash the apples, Fu Haoran's complaining voice sounded again: "I want to eat too, why don't you wash one for me? After all, I've helped you a lot, okay?
You didn’t even ask!”
"You're not a patient. You have hands and feet. Don't you know how to wash them yourself?" Han Ningmeng disdained with disapproval, and then left.
"You..." Fu Haoran was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke, but there was nothing he could do.
He coughed a few times: "Cough..."
Jiang Wenshao glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
Fu Haoran could tell that Jiang Wenshao was hostile to him. Of course, he didn't like Jiang Wenshao either. The two of them could be regarded as love rivals.
Soon, Han Ningmeng came out after washing the apples and looked at Jiang Wenshao's hand with a plaster on it: "How is your hand?"
"It's broken!" Jiang Wenshao smiled lightly.
"Ah, the bone is broken? Is it so serious?" Han Ningmeng was surprised.
"It's okay, you'll be fine soon!" Jiang Wenshao noticed Han Ningmeng's worry and hurriedly comforted her.
"Then, this apple..." Han Ningmeng knew that Jiang Wenshao's hand was broken, so it would be difficult to eat it.
"He has a broken right hand, but he still has his left hand!" Fu Haoran said angrily, thinking: Do we still need to feed him?
"My left hand is inconvenient. How about I cut it into small pieces and feed it to you?" Han Ningmeng said disapprovingly.