Luoshu leaned on Jiang Tingting’s shoulder and said something else:
"It won't feel uncomfortable if you listen to it and touch it."
Jiang Tingting couldn't help laughing, and then asked him:
"Where to touch?"
Luoshu held her hand and put it on his heart, smiling softly.
"You can listen to it and touch it anywhere."
Jiang listened to the boy's fast heartbeat, and the corners of her lips raised. Then she raised her other hand and tapped the boy's forehead.
"Just take the injection."
Luo Shu nodded obediently, still leaning on Jiang Tingting's shoulder, still holding her hand tightly, his eyes a little hazy.
After finishing three bottles of potion, it was almost eleven o'clock, and the rash on Luoshu's body seemed to have subsided a lot.
The doctor prescribed two more bottles of ointment and ordered one in the morning and one in the evening. During this period, he also ordered not to eat anything that is prone to inflammation.
Jiang Tingting collected the medicine, paid the fee, and left the hospital with Luo Shu.
It was already half past eleven when we got back to the apartment.
Jiang Tingting narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Shu intently.
"Say what you just said again."
Luo Shu pursed her lips and looked at her innocently and pitifully.
"I don't have the strength. Please don't care about me. I'm so pitiful."
Jiang Tingting twitched the corner of his mouth and lightly hit the boy on the head with a chestnut, then he held his hands and straightened up.
"Do you really want me to give you a bath?"
There is still a little blush on Luoshu's face. I don't know if it's because she's shy or because the blush hasn't gone away.
The young man wrung his fingers and muttered something.
"I have no strength."
Jiang Tingting raised his eyebrows.
"Okay."
Anyway, she's not embarrassed, it just depends on whether he can bear it.
When Luoshu heard Jiang Tingting agree, he was a little excited and happy at the time, but when the girl helped him into the bathtub and looked directly at him...
He simply didn’t know what actions to make and what kind of expression to show.
"Um...listen...why don't you go out first, and I'll just make a bubble."
"No, you don't have the strength, I have to help you wash it."
"..."
She looked at him, and he couldn't stand it anymore. If she really touched him...something would happen.
Luoshu's movements were flawless and stiff. He tilted his head, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and spoke dryly.
"Listen to me..."
Taking a deep breath, Luoshu looked at Jiang Tingting and tried to steady his tone:
"I'm hungry. Can you help me cook some noodles?"
Jiang Tingting stared at him for a long time, then blinked.
"Okay."
Tsk tsk, just say it, I didn’t even hold on for three minutes.
Jiang Tingting really went out to cook noodles. Luo Shu soaked in the bathtub and breathed a sigh of relief. Dai's restlessness slowly subsided before he got up, dried himself, put on his pajamas and went out.
As a result, as soon as he came out of the bathroom, he smelled a strange smell coming from the kitchen.
Jiang Tingting is eating a bowl of...noodles that look normal but are abnormal.
Whoever makes clear noodle soup also puts soy sauce in it? Just put it in, and put so much of it.
Luo Shu stepped forward and saw the dark thing in the pot, and immediately stopped Jiang Tingting from pouring the other ingredients.
To be honest...he doesn't really want to go to the hospital again.
After Luo Shu took over, he poured out the soup, then poured the noodles into the water and made a bowl of soy sauce noodles.
Then we finished eating with Jiang Tingting.
The taste was pretty good. Jiang Tingting nodded, feeling that if he worked hard in the future, he could make something delicious.
However, Luoshu thought to herself: She must not let Tingting enter the kitchen in the future... The way she looked just now really seemed like she was boiling poison.
……
After the graduation procedures were completed, Jiang Tingting and Luoshu bought their tickets back to Jiangcheng.