Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Hearing footsteps, Lin Weiwei hurriedly put the things he got from the nurse on the table, rubbed his face, and pretended to be indifferent.

Ji Mingyou pushed the door open and walked in with something on his mind. Seeing the cunning in her eyes, he glanced around: "What bad things are you doing secretly again?"

Seeing that he was discovered so quickly, Lin Weiwei rolled his eyes, took out the syringe on the table, and said softly, "I can't go there when I'm lying on the bed, how can I do that? Because of your burns, you need to be vaccinated .”

She slapped the table hard, and said with a mischievous smile, "I need a spanking needle."

"You're kidding, it's just a small wound on your body, why do you need an injection?" Ji Mingyou's face changed, and he was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stretched out his hand quite repulsively to snatch the syringe.

"No!" Lin Weiwei hid in Tibet with the syringe, but it was difficult to move his lower body and he was very inflexible.

Seeing that she was about to be robbed, she had an idea and put the unopened syringe on her chest: "Come and get it if you have the ability."

Seeing this kind of behavior, Ji Mingyou almost thought that he had encountered a female hooligan, looked away, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Then this chance of injection will be given to you."

Where did this girl learn this trick from?
"Okay, I won't tease you, it was just on the arm, do you need me to help you?" Lin Weiwei took it out from his chest, pushed the needle tube in a dignified manner, like Rong Rong's needle. To stab.

Ji Mingyou grabbed her slender wrist directly, and easily snatched it away, smiling like a fox in the mountains: "Is it fun? Why don't you let me try it."

Seeing the needle getting closer and closer, Lin Weiwei widened his eyes, shook his head desperately and shouted: "There is water in here, my hands are full of needle holes, please let me go."

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her bruised hands, and said bitterly, "Stop beating, Doctor Ji."

"It's a waste to give you a shot." Ji Mingyou glanced lightly, knew that it was used, and immediately threw the syringe into the trash can, "Don't ask me, just call it yourself."

"I heard from Brother Tang Yun that you have been afraid of injections since you were a child, and you need someone to hold you down. I just wanted to tease you." Lin Weiwei rubbed his hands, knowing that he had escaped from the hospital alone once, and laughed out loud.

Ji Mingyou's face was stern, regretful that Tang Yun should not have come, what did he talk about, and said coldly: "It's all about childhood, what's there to talk about?"

Lin Weiwei shook his head, stared deeply at him with bright eyes, and said seriously: "I think you were very innocent at that time, just curious about your past, don't you want to know mine?"

Her clean face was full of interest, and her bright eyes seemed to want to push Ji Mingyou away.

"No, you had a chubby face when you were a child, and you can know what you like by just guessing." Ji Mingyou was touched in his heart, but he was so awkward that he didn't say anything, secretly recalling the information about Lin Weiwei he got before.

Lin Weiwei patted it angrily. She was not considered fat when she was a child, and argued: "It's just baby fat, and children have it."

"Nonsense, then why do you still have it now?" Ji Mingyou pinched her little face and asked with a smile.

"Okay, it's because I'm fat, it's because I look like a child." Lin Weiwei was stabbed to the sore spot, with a small round face and exquisite facial features, his sexy style would be laughed at by others, and men don't like this kind of thing Well, otherwise, wouldn't he be abandoned?

She stared angrily, and controlled her mouth with emotion: "You are not fat at all, and you have been robbed by little girls, so you don't like to be in contact with women. Is this luck or not?"

"Don't talk to me, anyway, no one likes me."

After she finished speaking, she regretted it. She lowered her head and her chest heaved violently. How could this happen?

Ji Mingyou's eyes were gloomy, and the anger was faintly visible in it. He stretched out his hand, and the girl's mouth seemed to have thorns.

"Well..." Lin Weiwei noticed it but didn't dodge it. He closed his eyes. He shouldn't have ridiculed him, so he should be punished.

Warm palms caressed his head, and a magnetic voice came from beside him: "I don't know what offended you, but I think you are so cute. You said you don't want to be ignored, but you actually want to be comforted, right? .”

Lin Weiwei raised his head and stared at him with clear eyes, it turned out that he knew himself so well: "Thank you, I didn't control my emotions well, I'm sorry for what I said before.

Ji Mingyou narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly holding her collar with one hand, and said in a low voice, "After listening to what you just said, I'm curious about your opinion. Tell me!"

"I apologize, I know I was wrong, don't!"

A few days later, Lin Weiwei's condition has stabilized, and he sent the most difficult days away.

There was a lot of fruit piled up on the table, she peeled an apple herself, handed it over and said: "For the sake of taking care of me so hard these days, eat it, I will reward you."

It was a period of pain before, and Ji Mingyou also shared half of how difficult it was for her.

He lost a few pounds, and he probably didn't sleep well.

"It's just an apple, it's so embarrassing, keep it for yourself." Ji Mingyou glanced at it in disgust, and directly blocked her small mouth with an apple.

Knowing that he wouldn't eat it, Lin Weiwei chewed the crisp and refreshing apple, thinking about rewarding him, he couldn't bear the reputation of abuse.

"Let's go to the western restaurant we often go to for dinner another day, and I invite you."

"Wait until you can get out of bed first."

When the two were chatting, the door rang, and Lin Weiwei said vaguely: "Who is it? You came without even saying hello?"

Ji Mingyou looked calm, opened the door, looked at the handsome face of the visitor, and asked after a moment, "Liu Lu, why are you here?"

After the fire broke out, Liu Lu quickly sent a message saying that she could no longer work in the store.

She needs a stable job and needs money.

Ji Mingyou didn't think too much, and readily agreed. After asking if there was any difficulty and needed help, he never replied.

Liu Lu cut her hair short and lost a lot of weight, which made her slightly sad eyes more prominent. She said apologetically, "Please understand that it took me so long to come, and I'm sorry for leaving the dessert shop." 
As she spoke, she handed over the fruit basket in her hand, with a very low posture.

"Come in first. They are sitting by the bed. Lin Weiwei is wearing white pajamas and is still wrapped in bandages. His face is rosy and complex, his eyes are bright, and he is well taken care of.

On the other hand, Liu Lu cleaned up extremely plainly, with an ugly face, as if she had suffered a major blow, and there was an aura of melancholy all over her body, which would infect even those around her.

"How are you doing lately? We keep in touch, which makes us a little worried." After a period of silence, Lin Weiwei spoke first, smiling brightly, as if it wasn't her who was lying on the hospital bed.

Liu Lu gave a wry smile. A poor person would be underestimated easily. She remembered this sentence and said in a sad tone: "I've been in a bad mood recently. My mother has been weak and sick since she was in a car accident. She has become a medicine jar. Only rely on me alone."