"Cough medicine?" Wilson replied, "Coughs are all syrup. The young master doesn't like syrup."
"Who likes to take medicine? Go get it."
Wilson went immediately. With Jing Jiaren there, everything would be easy to handle.
Ximen Longting leaned on the bed, stretched out his long hand, and fiddled with her hair back and forth...
Although the makeup has faded away, you can still see some traces of her makeup.
Her hair was fragrant, and he brushed it against his fingertips.
The long white dress was designed with sloping shoulders, as elegant as the laurel goddess... but it was stained with blood.
Ximen Longting curled his lips, glanced at her silver crystal shoes, and then held her hand: "Is it for me that you are dressed up so carefully?"
His reaction was really slow, and I only noticed it now.
Jing Jiaren twitched her hand, but his thumb fiddled with the crystal patches on her nails: "Have you even done your nails?"
Jing Jiaren pulled her hand away fiercely: "I'm occasionally happy, so why don't I dress up so that I can see it?"
Ximen Longting grabbed her hand back and pulled her closer.
She resisted, but she couldn't resist his strength and fell into his arms.
Ximen Longting's sharp chin rested on her shoulder, and his voice was extremely low and hoarse: "Jing Jiaren, I'm sorry."
Jing Jiaren's back stiffened.
"I wasn't by your side when you needed me most. I'm sorry."
Jing Jiaren was shocked...
He actually apologized, and the voice came from his chest, so sincere?
She thought he was arrogant and arrogant, and she would never think that he was wrong. He blamed last night's date on his illness.
But now he is apologizing to her.
"The sushi and pork chops you make are the best. Of course, they are both delicious."
"..."
"you are so Beautiful."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I'm very happy that you can come to the appointment...you don't know how happy I am."
I've obviously missed it, so there's no point in talking about it now.
Ximen Longting hugged her tightly and kept coughing lightly. Jing Jiaren just let him hold her. She didn't know whether she was afraid of shaking off the needle in his hand or because she was reluctant to leave this embrace.
A long, silent embrace...
Until Wilson came in with the medicine and saw the two people hugging each other tenderly on the hospital bed.
He didn't want to break the harmony and was about to pretend he didn't see it and leave——
Jing Jiaren said: "No need to avoid it, did you bring the medicine?"
Ximen Longting glared fiercely, this loyal dog has become increasingly ungrateful recently. Can't you understand the atmosphere?
Wilson handed over the medicine innocently. There were several flavors of cough syrup.
"What flavor do you like?"
"I don't like any of them!" The most unpalatable thing is this thing, bitter is bitter and sweet is sweet.
It's so bitter and sweet, it's so disgusting.
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "Your cough won't get better without taking medicine."
"I like it if you feed me."
"Are you a cat or a dog who needs to be fed everything you eat?"
"I am, will you take me home?" Ximen Longting squinted his eyes and locked her tightly.
Jing Jiaren opened the package of cough syrup and studied the instructions, how much should be taken...
Suddenly I heard a strange voice coming from my ears: "Meow..."
Jing Jiaren's hand shook and the medicine box almost fell to the ground, and she looked at him in disbelief.
"Woof!"
Jing Jiaren was sure that the voice came from Ximen BOSS's mouth, and he looked at her with a mean look on his face, not showing any embarrassment at all.