Fu Lingzhi's eyes moved to the woman who was looking at him quietly by the window. She was wearing a white coat and her skin was more transparent than white porcelain.
She is still there.
He turned around and said to Bai Mo, "Baby, go back and rest. There is a doctor here, I'll be fine."
"But, but..."
"Go back." Fu Lingzhi looked at her and said in a very calm voice.
Bai Mo's beautiful almond-shaped eyes flashed, and he timidly said, "Then Ling Qi, you have a good rest." He picked up his bag and turned around three times before leaving the ward.
The ward suddenly became quiet again.
"Come here! Roll up the bed for me." Fu Lingzhi struggled to raise his upper body and said in a deep voice.
Otoya frowned and didn't want to pay attention to him, but she thought that he had just finished the operation, so she finally lowered her eyebrows and walked over slowly.
His hands touched the cold keys, but his hot breath was felt above his head. His body couldn't bear the two layers of ice and fire, and his eyelashes trembled.
He was lying on top of her, quite close to her. So close... that he could clearly count the number of strands of hair on her temples, and the strands of hair floating on her excessively fair cheeks.
It made his heart itch. How long had it been since he had seen her? How long had it been since he had gone back to that home? He couldn't remember clearly.
After adjusting the height, Otoya turned around and sat on the sofa on one side, as far away from him as possible.
Fu Lingzhi pursed his lips and sneered. Regardless of the fact that he was looking for a woman, the way they got along was neither salty nor cool, neither fish nor fowl.
He is not a ghost!
"Give me a glass of water." He said in a muffled voice, waiting for her to serve him.
Feeling that he was looking at her, Otoya turned sideways. His eyes were bright and unbridled, just like his own person. When he looked at her, it felt like she was seeing her naked body through her clothes.
He is not only cold and tough, but also very smart. Even if he doesn't speak, you can tell what he is thinking just by looking at him.
"I said I want a drink of water!" He slapped the bed playfully.
"Would you like something hot or something cold?" She had no choice but to get up patiently.
"Whatever!" he snorted.
Watching her walk to the water dispenser and bend down to get the water. Her waist was so thin, he even remembered how soft it was, it could break with just one break!
Otoya took a full cup and handed it to him. Those hands that were cleaner than white onions seemed to be born for surgery. They were not too long, but very slender. They were printed on the paper cup and looked very nice.
Fu Lingzhi took it and his face hardened, "Why is it cold?"