Because she was worried about Huangfulin, she told Ma Zhao a few words and hurried back to the hospital.
When he returned to the ward, Huangfu Lin had already opened his eyes.
Ning Xiaotong quickly brought over the cold porridge and fed Huangfu Lin spoonful by spoonful. Since the operation, she had eaten nothing except a bowl of soup before going to bed.
The medicinal porridge has a fragrant aroma. Huangfu Lin likes this taste very much. The rice is cooked thoroughly but not rotten. It is soft and crunchy when chewed in the mouth. It is delicious.
Ning Xiaotong's mood has improved a lot since Huangfu Lin woke up. The sky outside the window is clearer than before after yesterday's rain.
In the faint blue sky, looking from a distance, there is not a single cloud.
"Rin, why do I think something is wrong with Frank?"
Huangfu Lin raised his eyebrows, swallowed the porridge on his lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I saw that he seemed to have something on his mind. He was still smoking outside and looked very lonely. But when he turned around to face me, he still had a smile on his face." Ning Xiaotong murmured, "And, one look at that smile
It’s like it was squeezed out.”
The reason why she didn't point it out at that time was because after experiencing so many things, Ning Xiaotong knew that there was a softness in everyone's heart that others could not touch.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Huangfu Lin nodded and asked for another bowl.
Ning Xiaotong happily went to the kitchen to serve it, but she didn't notice the thoughtful light radiating from Huangfu Lin's already deep black eyes.
When Ning Xiaotong came back, Huangfu Lin's face was filled with tenderness again. Seeing Ning Xiaotong taking care of himself so meticulously, Huangfu Lin had an illusion that he really wanted to enjoy her tenderness like this for the rest of his life.
Ning Xiaotong glanced at Huangfulin, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I was thinking, if I keep getting hurt, you will keep taking care of me like this."
Ning Xiaotong burst out laughing and pinched Huangfulin's face, "What are you talking about? If you keep getting hurt, I won't listen. I've been waiting for you to wake up."
Hearing this, Huangfu Lin raised a smile on his lips and touched Ning Xiaotong's delicate cheek, "Just talking."
Not wanting to, Ning Xiaotong straightened her expression and held Huangfulin's hand very hard. Huangfulin even felt a little pain, but did not cry out.
"Rin, don't worry, even if you are not injured, I will cook for you and stay with you for the rest of my life."
It was rare for Ning Xiaotong to say such sensational words. Huangfu Lin's long eyelashes flashed, and his eyes were like obsidian, dotted with faint light.
"Xiao Tong, you should go and have something to eat." Seeing that Ning Xiaotong's eye sockets were still glowing with a light blue color, it was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night, and she felt a little distressed.
Ning Xiaotong was extremely stubborn and shook her head, "No, I want to sit here with you."
Huangfu Lin was helpless and couldn't resist Ning Xiaotong's persistence, so he had no choice but to agree.
The breeze blew by and fell on the two people in the room, causing the corners of Ning Xiaotong's clothes to float up and then fall down again, and so on.
The two people stared at each other quietly. At this moment, their eyes and hearts were full of each other, the person they loved most in their lives.
In the past few days, Ning Xiaotong has been staying in the ward, taking good care of Huangfu Lin's injury.
The strange thing is that, except for necessary examinations, Frank rarely appears in the hospital. When he asks others, they all unanimously say they don't know where he is.
Ning Xiaotong felt a little strange, and occasionally mentioned it to Huangfu Lin, but didn't take it to heart.