"I just... went to the bathroom..." Chuxue pouted, "I've been sitting with you for two hours..."
"I'll send you to the bathroom door." He frowned.
"No, I'm not a three-year-old child, I can fall into it even if I go to the toilet."
"It's not that I can't fall in. Now I don't know who wants to deal with you in the dark. How can I feel at ease? I'll ask a nurse to take you there."
Chuxue blinked: "Don't worry, I'm so smart and won't have any trouble. You sit there, I'll come..."
"no."
Jin Ting forced a young nurse to come and take Chuxue to the door of the bathroom. Chuxue really felt like he had become a mentally retarded patient, and he kept his mouth flat, and the boss didn't want to.
But thinking about it, he is also doing her good. Forget it, the most important thing now is to reassure him.
While squatting on the toilet, she kept thinking, who would do this?
She used to like watching "Detective Conan", but she really didn't have the same mind as Conan. Although there are only a few people in the hospital now, who is going to hurt her and Isabella? Does that person hate Jin Ting?
Do you have to ask the women around him to live and die if they are worse than his former fiancée?
She got up slowly and followed the little nurse back to the lounge. She saw Jin Ting still sitting there blankly, her lips were a little dry and cracked.
He didn't even touch the tea poured by the little nurse next to him.
She reached out to the coffee table to pick up an orange, peeled it carefully, cleaned the white flocs on it, twisted them in half, and stuffed them into his hand: "Eat it."
"No appetite."
"There is no poison in the orange, so why not eat it~"
"Who knows!" He looked so scared and put the orange back on the table, "Do you think the pure water bottle is so easy to poison? It must have been pushed by the syringe. We have checked it just now, and there are tiny pinholes on it.
, Then who knows if the other party will inject poison into the orange? Don’t eat it!”
Chuxue pouted and looked at the orange that he had thrown heavily on the coffee table, and it was deformed.
I looked at my dirty nails that made me peeled oranges, and muttered unhappily: "If you don't eat them early, don't let others peel them..."
Then he stood up and prepared to throw the orange into the trash can.
But Jin Ting stopped her: "Hey, come back."
She was not angry: "What are you doing? You don't eat it yourself. If you don't eat it, you will lose it. It's so annoying."
"I really can't do anything to you." Jin Ting stretched out his hand, "Come on, I'll eat it."
"Didn't you say you're afraid of being poisoned? If I get poisoned, I can't bear the responsibility. Don't eat it, throw it away." She loosened her hand and the orange fell into the blue trash can.
Jin Ting stood up and strode towards the trash can: "I said I want you not to throw it away! I'll eat it!"
Chuxue was startled by him and her voice trembled a little: "I threw it all..."
Without saying a word, Jin Ting bent down, turned up the trash can, and picked up the orange with his slender knuckles.
Although it is a trash can, it is very clean inside, with a plastic bag in it, and there is no garbage. The oranges are still quite clean, but Chuxue always feels strange: "Don't eat it, I'll peel one for you if you want to eat it."
Jin Ting pulled Chuxue's hand, looked at the orange juice and tiny debris on her hand, and said softly: "I was in a bad mood just now. You worked so hard to peel it, how could I not eat it?"
"I said I'll just peel one more..."
Jin Ting ignored her, walked to the sink, washed the orange slightly, took it down halfway, stuffed it into his mouth: "Soup, sweet and sweet, taste good."
Chuxue's eyes were red for some reason: "What if it's poisonous..."
"It won't be toxic. People who do this kind of thing are not going to kill me, they just want to see my pain. Don't eat it. I'll eat it all, don't be greedy." Jin Ting's face was shrill, but his voice was soft
Yes, "It's really delicious. The orange you peeled is better than the ones outside."
"You...ah..."
"Anyway, if it is poisonous, I will be poisoned to death after eating the orange you peeled. This way of death seems to be good. It feels like 'It's better to die under the flowers, be romantic as a ghost', which is very suitable for me."
A smile appeared on Jin Ting's face.
It was dusk at this moment, and a golden red sunset just outlined his side face. His face was a little tired, but it had a faint charm of vicissitudes than usual. Even a little trace of lines between his eyebrows was so
It's fascinating.
But his tense cheeks opened the gentlest smile he could have at her.
She knew how bad he was now and how nervous he was... His most powerful subordinate was poisoned under his nose and was unknown to life and death, and he almost suffered a murderous attack... But he still cared about her feelings
, I don't want her to peel an orange for nothing...
Chuxue suddenly felt like crying.
He is such a person, with a sharp tongue and a bad speech, and he doesn't express any ideas. He makes people guess, his personality is extreme, indifferent and ruthless, making people who want to get close to him thorns...
But his heart is not like that.
His tenderness and consideration were all wrapped in the annoying cold shell, and even she just secretly saw it.
She suddenly felt a heat flowing in her heart, and she ran two steps, snatched the orange that had only one-third of the food left from him, and stuffed it into her mouth!
Jin Ting was startled and hurriedly pinched her chin: "What are you doing? I said you don't want to eat. That person's target is you, spit it out quickly!"
The snow just doesn't vomit. The pink cheeks were holding oranges and swallowed hard. They were bulging and looked funny: "It's okay, I'm playing in the [Tidani]. You dance, I'll dance too-
—Now, we are eating, I will be poisoned, we will be infected together. Then, there will be a companion in lying on the hospital bed. If we have to sit in a wheelchair, we can also tell a joke and play with a table together.
Travel or something…”
As he said, he swallowed it.
Jin Ting looked at her viciously: "You silly woman! Who wants to lie on the hospital bed with you! Who wants to sit in a wheelchair and play board games with you!"
"I've already eaten it anyway." After swallowing the last bite of the orange, Chuxue found that the orange was really delicious. "Don't say, what you said is true. This orange is sour and sweet. It's really what I've eaten.
The most delicious orange, is French orange just a taller one?"
Jin Ting looked at the corner of her mouth with half an orange seed. He wanted to scrape it off, but suddenly his eyes turned, approached her lips, stretched out his tongue and hooked it slightly, and slid the orange seed alive.