Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

In the ward, the domineering president Bo Siheng looked at the person sitting by the window with sad eyes.

She had been sitting there with a book in her hands for almost a morning. During this time, she looked up five times out of the window, got up and stretched three times, but never turned her head to look at him.

This hurt Bo Siheng's heart very much.

So, books are more important than yourself?
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and Bao Siheng slowly stretched his hand towards his back.

"Ah... hiss—"

Fang Jianning, who was immersed in the book, suddenly heard something, turned around and saw Bao Siheng shrunk his shoulders, his face turned pale, and he looked very painful.

Fang Jianning suddenly became nervous, quickly put down the book, got up and ran to Bo Siheng's bedside, and looked at him worriedly: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Where does it hurt again?"

Bao Siheng frowned and pointed to his left shoulder, his voice was low and hoarse: "This..."

Fang Jianning hurriedly turned his back, and quickly left his hospital gown, and suddenly saw spots of red on the snow-white gauze.

Noticing the traces of loose gauze, Fang Jianing immediately understood that it was obvious that Bao Siheng scratched the wound when he pulled the gauze, which caused the bleeding.

"Okay, why are you moving it!" Fang Jianning frowned, and helped him rearrange the gauze in distress. It was obvious that the scab was about to scab, but now it was torn again. Didn't he suffer again?
Bao Siheng looked at her timidly, like a child who has done something wrong, and pointed to his back: "Itchy..."

When the wound healed, it would indeed itch, scratching the heart and scratching the liver, very uncomfortable, most people would probably find it hard to control not to scratch it with hands, Fang Jianning had a deep understanding of this, realized that he had offended him, and quickly softened his tone : "It's okay, it's almost over! If it's itchy, call me, I'll scratch it for you, don't move around if it's inconvenient for you!"

"You read so seriously, who has the nerve to disturb you!"

Bao Siheng muttered in a low voice. Although he lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, Fang Jianning could imagine someone pouted slightly with the look of "I have a grievance, so I won't say it" just by hearing this. .

She often saw that expression and tone in Fang Sirui.

Fang Jianning pursed her lips and snickered, "Okay, my fault, my fault, I shouldn't be obsessed with reading and ignore you as a serious patient. Don't read it. From now on, I will sit here with you, okay?"

Finally hearing this sentence, Bao Siheng nodded slightly, but did not forget to add arrogantly: "You said this yourself!"

"Yes, yes, we, Fang Jianning, said what we said, and we will do what we say!"

Bao Siheng raised the corners of his lips, showing a sly smile, and then because of Fang Jianning's bandaging action, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, struggling to hold back the pain that wanted to blurt out.

If I had known that the stamina was so great, I really shouldn't have hit myself so hard just now!

Bao Siheng thought silently.

After rearranging the gauze, Fang Jianning breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to restore Bo Siheng's clothes, only to realize that he had paid too much attention to the wound just now, and half of the clothes had slipped to his lower back.

The chest and arms are exposed, the slightly pale skin wraps the well-defined muscles, the lines without a trace of fat reveal a faint tension, and a blush climbed up Fang Jianning's cheeks, which made her look away in a hurry, pulling The clothes were pulled up by feeling, but he didn't want to scratch the opponent's wound again.

"hiss--"

Bao Siheng took a deep breath.

"Yes... I'm sorry!"

Fang Jianning shook his hands, and his clothes fell off again.

Bao Siheng turned his head and met the other party's gaze, and the next second, Fang Jianning quickly avoided his gaze, and the blush on his face became more and more obvious.

"You are..." Bao Siheng narrowed his eyes, deliberately looked for the other's eyes, and continued to ask quietly, "Are you shy?"

"It's just... it's not!"

He said words of denial, but he didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye. Seeing Fang Jianning like this, Bao Siheng suddenly laughed out loud, teasing with a bit of wicked humor: "Hehe, I know those words. Is it Fang Jianing? You who took my clothes off three years ago, have never seen you so shy!"

It was three years ago again...

Fang Jianning blushed instantly.

Although he had memories, he was not the one who actually dealt with that matter. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to speak. Fang Jianning could only stare at him with a blushing face, unable to say a word.

As if someone didn't see her discomfort, he deliberately shook his shoulders, and the clothes slipped halfway down again. Bao Siheng turned his head and looked at her with an innocent face: "When you're finished, please help me put on the clothes, it's pretty good." It’s cold, I’m a pneumonia patient!”

"Wear it yourself!"

Fang Jianning turned around sullenly, but it wasn't his hand that was injured.

Bao Siheng tilted his body, propped his head with his arms, looked at her back resentfully and said to himself: "Oh, I don't know who said to stay here to accompany me and take care of me just now! Sure enough. , a woman's heart, a seabed needle..."

This guy……

If it weren't for the fact that he was injured because of himself, it really seemed to beat him up!

Fang Jianning turned around, gave him a hard gouged look, and helped him pull up his clothes and put them on neatly.

"Are you satisfied?"

Fang Jianning finally straightened the patient gown that was buttoned meticulously.

"Not satisfied!"

Seeing someone seriously shaking his head, Fang Jianning froze for a moment, "What's wrong?"

"I still need some damage compensation!"

Looking at the serious face of the other party, Fang Jianning's expression became serious, and then he became confused again: "What... compensation for damages?"

How could she not understand?
Bao Siheng looked at her with deep eyes, and slowly explained: "Just now when you were admiring my toned body, you paused for a long time, which is very likely to increase the risk of my pneumonia getting worse, so..."

"Who admires your fit body?" Fang Jianning was ashamed and angry, and the words "shameless" almost blurted out.

"I don't care, anyway, you didn't help me put my clothes on in time just now!" Bo Siheng turned his head aside, frowned, covered his chest, and started coughing again: "Ahem...cough cough..."

"..."

Fang Jianning was speechless.

Knowing that he was pretending, but seeing his tight brows and slightly blushing face, Fang Jianning still couldn't bear it, went up to support his shoulder, very helpless: "Okay, don't cough, what compensation, what compensation? Bar!"

The coughing stopped abruptly, and when Bao Siheng raised his head, the pain mask had long since disappeared, replaced by a sly smile, and he pointed to his cheek with a cheerful tone.

"Here, give me a kiss!"

"..."

Fang Jianning took a quick step back, the blush on his face that had just faded climbed up again, and he gave him a disgusted look, with resistance written all over his body.

The smile on his face fell, Bao Siheng covered his chest again, and repeated the same trick: "Ah, it's so uncomfortable...cough...coughcough..."

"you……"

"Cough cough, I want to kiss...cough cough cough...just one kiss will be fine...cough..."