"Xiao Feifei, what's wrong with your ankle? Why does it look so swollen!" Lin Haoyu pointed at Ye Feifei's right foot that had just taken off her sneakers.
Ye Feifei waved her hand and said easily: "It's okay, it's okay. It's just a sprain."
She had been worried about Xiao Ling just now, so she forgot about the sprained ankle and kept jogging along. In the end, her ankle was perfectly swollen into a big pig's trotter. And it was extremely painful.
"I think it's very serious." Lin Haoyu poked Ye Feifei's swollen ankle with his finger.
"Hiss..." Ye Feifei couldn't help but let out a sound. This feeling was really sour.
Xiao Ling, who was on the hospital bed, heard Ye Feifei's weak voice and looked sideways at Ye Feifei.
The man's handsome face lost color in an instant, and his brows were knitted tightly together. His future wife was actually injured, and her ankle was swollen like this! How could he continue to pretend to be weak? Now his future wife's injury is more important!
Thinking of this, Xiao Ling could no longer lie down and sat up suddenly.
Seeing Xiao Ling getting up, Ye Feifei let out a long breath and shouted with a bad expression, "Xiao Ling, lie down!"
Xiao Ling stiffened, and his eyes fell on Ye Feifei's red and swollen ankle, "Feifei, you are injured."
Ye Feifei lowered her head to look at her ankle, straightened up, and said easily: "It's not a big problem, I'll just take a picture and put on a plaster. You're so seriously injured, just lie down!"
Xiao Ling was rarely attacked by Ye Feifei, but this time, he felt aggrieved, and the big bun's face instantly became the same as the little bun's.
"Feifei, I'm worried."
"What are you worried about? I'm fine! Just lie down, I don't want you to get hurt. Otherwise, whoever earns the money to buy something for me will treat me to king crab." Ye Feifei endured the pain as she walked over to Xiao Ling's side.
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Xiao Ling looked up at Ye Feifei, his heart was very warm, his future wife really cared about him, his future wife wanted to make money with him, his future wife...
"Why are you giggling? Lie down quickly!" Ye Feifei said, pressing Xiao Ling on the bed and covering him with a quilt.
Xiao Ling, who came back to her senses, said with a little grievance: "Feifei, your feet..."
"I'm going to put on the plaster right now. Just wait for me on the bed." Ye Feifei said and glanced at Xiao Chen over there. Xiao Chen immediately came over and helped Ye Feifei out.
After the door was closed, Lin Haoyu waggled his tail and squatted beside his brother's hospital bed, "Brother, did you find what you just said interesting? I asked you to wait for her on the bed."
"You're too noisy!" Xiao Ling felt happy in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face.
Lin Haoyu knew Xiao Ling best. When he saw his brother's expression, he stood up and said with a smile: "Brother's trick is not very good. Now Xiao Feifei will definitely leave work and be by your side with peace of mind."
, take care of you!”
Xiao Ling said with a cold face, "Feifei's foot is injured."
Lin Haoyu: "Oh, isn't this just right? Her foot is injured and she can't move easily, so she can only lie on the bed. My brother can only lie on the bed. Then you... must lie on the bed together. The same bed, the same bed
bed……"
Xiao Ling didn't think much about it at first, but when she heard Lin Haoyu reciting the words no less than twenty times on the same bed like a repeater, she suddenly thought of some kind of charming and lingering scene.
He said he was really looking forward to it.
They are the couple in need.
"Don't worry, brother, I will call the housekeeper to renovate your room. It turns out that the 1.8-meter bed is too small. How about changing it to a 2-meter bed? Do you want some small umbrellas and gadgets? Or maybe another one?