After the doctor examined Zhou Cishen, he said: "This cold is quite serious, especially the wound is infected and inflamed. You must have a good rest and keep up with your nutrition. You can't be like before."
With that said, the doctor said to Ruan Xingwan: "Mrs. Zhou, I will change the medicine for Mr. Zhou in a while, and then I will bother you. In order to prevent the wound from continuing to worsen, it must be changed sooner or later."
Ruan Xingwan was slightly stunned: "?"
Why is there something wrong with her again?
Before Ruan Xingwan could refuse, the doctor had already taken off the gauze wrapped around Zhou Cishen's wound.
The wound was bloody and looked hideous.
Zhou Cishen looked at her and turned sideways to avoid her gaze: "Go out, I will change the dressing myself."
Ruan Xingwan said "Oh": "Then I'm leaving."
"Um."
After Ruan Xingwan left, the doctor said: "Mr. Zhou, your injury is on your right arm. It may be troublesome to change the dressing yourself."
Zhou Cishen said: "As long as you don't die."
doctor:"……"
…
When Ruan Xingwan went back, she saw Chen Wanlu staring at her meaningfully.
She poured a glass of water and said, "What's wrong?"
"Why are you back so early today? You just took out the sheets. Was it for Zhou Cishen?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "He has a cold. I didn't find any change of sheets, so first..."
Chen Wanlu clicked her tongue: "I'd say it's the same for you. You don't know what happened. Sometimes you live together and sometimes you live separately. It makes it so troublesome. What are you doing?"
Ruan Xingwan took a breath, didn't answer, turned around and went into the kitchen to make porridge.
In the living room, the little guy was taking a nap, and when he turned over, his white and tender belly was exposed.
Ruan Xingwan pulled the quilt and gently covered him with it.
Chen Wanlu said: "Hey, did you cook that porridge for Zhou Cishen? It's not bad. Are you guys going to reconcile?"
Ruan Xingwan turned to look at her and said calmly: "Do you know what the villain died of?"
Chen Wanlu didn't react for a moment: "What?"
"Die from talking too much."
Chen Wanlu: "..."
She was stunned for a few seconds and became very angry: "Who do you think is the villain?"
A smile appeared on Ruan Xingwan's face: "You can still hear it."
Chen Wanlu snorted coldly: "You really don't understand good people."
At this time, the porridge in the pot started boiling.
Ruan Xingwan got up, opened the refrigerator, took out chicken and vegetables, and made shredded chicken and vegetable porridge.
After it was done, she put it in a bowl and brought it to the next door.
In the bedroom, Zhou Cishen was lying on the bed, his stern features showing a bit of sickness, and he knew he was asleep or something.
The doctor has left.
Ruan Xingwan put the porridge on the bedside: "I used cold water to cool down the temperature. It is not hot. You can eat it directly now. After eating this, take medicine in half an hour."
Zhou Cishen opened his eyes: "Did you do it for me?"
Ruan Xingwan's expression remained unchanged: "He's feeding the dogs."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
Ruan Xingwan said: "You can eat, I'm leaving."
Zhou Cishen held her wrist and glanced at his right hand: "The doctor said that this hand cannot be moved."
Ruan Xingwan looked at the hand he was holding her in: "Isn't yours a good one?"
Zhou Cishen immediately lowered his hand again: "As you can see, I can barely move. It's still quite difficult to eat."
Ruan Xingwan's eyelids twitched, there are so many tricks for doggy men.
She sat on the edge of the bed, held the porridge in her hand, took a spoonful and put it to his lips.
A smile appeared in Zhou Ci's dark eyes, he lowered his head and opened his mouth.
The bowl of porridge quickly reached the bottom, and Ruan Xingwan said: "Where's your medicine?"
Zhou Cishen raised his chin slightly and looked at the coffee table.
Ruan Xingwan said: "I'll pour some water. You can continue to sleep. I'll call you when I take medicine later."
Zhou Ci stared at her with deep black eyes and said slowly: "Are you still angry?"
Ruan Xingwan didn't answer, just put the porridge on the tray, stood up and prepared to leave.
"I'm not lying to you. The hair dryer is really broken. If you don't believe it, you can go and confirm."
Zhou Cishen's voice became a little hoarse, "Me neither, I lie to you about everything."
"I don't have that free time. Whether the hair dryer is really broken or not has nothing to do with me."
After finishing speaking, Ruan Xingwan turned around and left with the tray in hand.
A few minutes later, she came in with a glass of water, opened the medicine, and handed it to Zhou Cishen according to the dosage indicated on it.
Ruan Xingwan said: "I read the instructions. Taking this medicine will make you sleepy. You can sleep directly after taking it."
Zhou Cishen raised his eyes and looked at her: "Are you leaving?"
"Otherwise, why don't I sit here and watch you sleep?"
Zhou Cishen patted the position beside the bed: "You can sleep together."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She left without looking back, leaving only an indifferent figure for the dog man.
Zhou Cishen pressed his temples and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside. There were already countless missed calls and WeChat messages on it.
Zhou Ci opened it deeply and dealt with it one by one.
When Ruan Xingwan came over again, she saw him pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand and holding his mobile phone in the other. He couldn't help but frown: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Didn't you leave?"
Two voices sounded almost at the same time.
Ruan Xingwan looked at the bag on the sofa: "I didn't take anything."
She walked over, picked up her bag, closed the curtains, and turned her head to look at Zhou Cishen.
Zhou Cishen met her gaze, and after a while of silence, he put down his phone.
Ruan Xingwan said: "I'm leaving."
Zhou Cishen looked at her back and suddenly said, "What are you having for dinner?"
Ruan Xingwan turned back: "What do you want to eat?"
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up slightly: "Anyone is fine, I won't choose."
Ruan Xingwan sneered. If he didn't choose, there would be no one in the world who would choose.
She left the bedroom, and when she walked to the entrance, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Why did she agree to cook for him in the evening?
Ruan Xingwan felt a headache. As soon as she closed the door and was about to go back, the door next door opened and Pei Shanshan poked her head out, her face full of gossip: "What are you doing?"
"I……"
Ruan Xingwan felt like he couldn't argue.
After a while, she said: "Zhou Cishen is sick, I will bring him food."
Pei Shanshan was convinced: "It's not too troublesome for you to run back and forth, just let him live there."
Ruan Xingwan refused without thinking: "No, he has a bad cold and it will be passed on to the little one soon."
"Then you move there?"
"am I crazy."
Pei Shanshan sighs: "Woman, your name is duplicity."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
After a pause, Ruan Xingwan said again: "I have to go to the company. Please help me look next door. If he makes any movement, go in and have a look. I will be back in two hours at most."
Pei Shanshan nodded: "Okay, you can go, but I think Mr. Zhou's vitality is quite tenacious, and there is a high probability that nothing will happen to him.
I understand your worries and nervousness very well. Don’t worry, I will always pay attention to his side.”
Ruan Xingwan opened his mouth to say something, but gave up again.