"You are already a mother, and you still cry like a child."
He wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but his hand was a little weak and couldn't lift it up at all.
Seeing her crying for him made him happy and sad.
At the same time, he also knew that Ji Ran's tears had nothing to do with love.
In her eyes, he can be a family member, the person closest to her, but in this life, he may not be able to stand at the level of a lover, hold her hand, accompany her, protect her, and make her happy for the rest of her life.
.
He knew best that the person who could make Ji Ran truly happy was not him at all.
His eyes were a little downcast, but he quickly concealed this feeling of loss.
He didn't want Ji Ran to see anything. As long as she was happy, everything would be fine.
Ji Ran covered her face and watched Zhuo Ruinian crying and laughing, "Ruinian, it's great that you woke up. I knew you would wake up."
"Um."
His eyelids flickered twice, and he nodded to Ji Ran, "I know, it must be you who saved me."
He looked at Ji Ran and the excitement in her eyes, but his heart felt a little painful.
The two chatted in the ward for a while. When Zhuo Ruinian was a little tired, Ji Ran asked him to close his eyes and rest, while she went back home.
After cooking for the little guy a few times some time ago, she never touched it again.
It's not because she is lazy, but because the nanny aunt said that the little one thinks the food she cooks is too unpalatable.
Only later did she realize that the reason why the little guy asked her to take him out for dinner was because the food she cooked was really difficult and unpalatable.
Since then, she has never cooked again.
Looking at the light vegetables and fresh meat she bought in front of her, she frowned, hesitated for a while, and then gave up.
She originally planned to cook a pot of porridge for Rui Nian herself, but when she thought that she might "poison" Rui Nian, she gave up decisively.
After taking a shower and changing her clothes, she drove out, went to a porridge shop, bought a portion of porridge, and sent it to the hospital.
Zhuo Ruinian's waking up was undoubtedly a very happy thing for Ji Ran.
At least she felt less guilty.
When Zhuo Ruinian woke up again, it was already night.
Seeing that there was no figure of Ji Ran in the room, he still felt a little disappointed.
Those who wore oxygen masks on their faces slowly stood up from the bed and sat up. At this moment, Ji Ran opened the door and walked in.
"Xiaoran."
The excitement in his tone was self-evident, and Ji Ran didn't pay attention. Instead, he put the porridge down on the cabinet next to him, took a small bowl from it, and handed it to Zhuo Ruinian.
"I bought you a pot of porridge. You haven't eaten for a long time. Eat something light first."
She scooped up a small spoonful of porridge for Zhuo Ruinian and brought it to his mouth, but her hand suddenly paused in the next second.
This scene is somewhat familiar. Jun Yucheng fed her like this when she was injured and hospitalized last time.
Unknowingly, she thought of Jun Yucheng and her last conversation with Jun Yucheng during the day, and her heart still twitched hard.
The whole person fell into a state of trance and did not recover until Zhuo Ruinian's voice called her several times in succession: "Xiaoran? Xiaoran?"