Kiss her 90,000 times

Fu Conglin went out to answer the phone, and as soon as he left, the ward became quiet.

Shi Wan's chin buried under the quilt retracted toward her collarbone, her head drooped slightly, and her entire face was buried under the quilt.

After a while, I was a little out of breath, and my ears were burning hot, so I got out of the quilt and took a big mouthful of breath.

She licked her slightly dry lips, and stared at the tree branches with teeth and claws outside the window in a daze.

About five or six minutes later, Fu Conglin re-entered the ward.

Staring at her dry and red face, she strode over, raised her hand to cover it, and touched it, "It's burning again?"

There was a smell of disinfectant on the man's hand, Shi Wan avoided his hand uncomfortably, her voice hoarse: "No."

Can feel her escape.

Fu Conglin's hands paused slightly, his eyes dimmed, but he tucked her quilt around her neck in two seconds, turned her face around, raised her face up, and looked at her, "Didn't take care of her during this time?" Have a meal?"

"Huh?" Shi Wan was half a beat behind.

The man's rough fingertips rubbed against her soft cheek, "Why are you so thin?"

Shi Wan lowered her eyes and said nothing.

After a while, he said: "Maybe the weather is getting colder and I have a bad appetite."

Fu Conglin didn't know whether he believed what she said or what, so he just took his hand back.

Pull over the chair next to her and sit by her hospital bed.

Shi Wan slowed down, didn't look at him, and asked in a low voice, "Did I bring my mobile phone to the hospital?"

"No."

"Oh," she paused for a few seconds, and said with some embarrassment, "may I borrow your phone."

Fu Conglin didn't say whether to give it or not, but stared at her calmly, and slightly parted his lips, "What are you doing?"

Shi Wan's eyelashes trembled, "I'll call my assistant, I can't go to the set today..."

"Already asked for leave."

Shi Wan was startled, then thought it was his arrangement, nodded, "Oh."

He doesn't speak.

Shi Wan was looked at extremely awkwardly by him, her fingers hidden under the blanket were tightly grasping the sheet.

Fu Conglin closed his eyes and fell asleep. About 2 minutes later, he heard a low voice from a woman: "Thank you."

The man didn't answer.

Shi Wan knew he had heard it.

She turned around, her back to him.

Shi Wan closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway, her head was still aching, she could feel that she probably still had a low-grade fever, and her mouth was bitter and dry.

After eating porridge, Fu Conglin handed her the medicine.

Shi Wan didn't have the slightest idea of ​​touching it.

The man looked at her condescendingly, and seeing that she didn't take it, he put the medicine on the small table in the ward, together with the water glass.

I don't know if it's because he moved too hard, or the water was too full. When I put it down, the water surface vibrated, and some of it swayed out on the small table.

A man's cool voice came from above his head, "Shi Wan, your body is your own. If you don't cherish it, no one can help you. I don't persuade you. I'm afraid you'll put another hat on me for persecution. It’s up to you if you don’t eat it.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

The door of the ward closed, leaving Shi Wan alone in the room.

Shi Wan stared at the medicine in front of her eyes, and then at the wet water stains on the small table, her sour eyes couldn't help getting moister.

It's not that she couldn't understand what Fu Conglin said.

The quarrel some time ago is still vivid in my memory, and I cried like that in front of him last night, feeling aggrieved.

Didn't she make it herself?

Even Wenqing persuaded her to go to the doctor to get medicine early, but she herself refused to listen to the advice.

Shi Wanhe should be grateful that he had a fever until he became unconscious at night and was sent to the hospital by his kindness.

But she is a patient, can't she speak better.

He didn't want him to coax her, nor to be sarcastic.

Women are always emotional, especially when they are sick, and they love to be self-pitying.

Fu Conglin was right, she was hypocritical.

In the end, Shiwan took the medicine by herself, frowning bitterly and drank all the water.

When Fu Conglin came back, he was covered with a chill and the smell of smoke.

Seeing that she had taken the medicine, there was no expression on her face, she just cleaned up the table and put it away, and then began to busy herself with her own affairs.

……

Shi Wan still felt bitter in her mouth and sat up from the hospital bed.

The movement disturbed Fu Conglin, the man opened his eyes and looked at her fixedly, "What's wrong?"

Shi Wan looked around, "I want to drink water."

Her hair was loose, because she had slept and hadn't combed it, so it was a little messy. She hooked it to her ear and put it in order, and a few strands of hair fell on her face. The woman's expression was indifferent, gentle and quiet. , very gentle.

Fu Conglin got up and poured water for her.

Shi Wan drank to her heart's content.

Then she returned the water glass to his hand, and when she handed it over, her fingertips accidentally touched his hand, and she retracted quickly sensitively.

The man glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

Shi Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

She just flipped through those few pages of the newspaper, and she had finished reading it a long time ago. The time passed neither fast nor slow, but she felt a little irritated.

The mobile phone is not with me.

She didn't even have one to pass the time.

There is a TV in the ward.

Fu Conglin is busy with work, so Shi Wan can't disturb him.

It was probably because she was restless, which attracted Fu Conglin's attention. The man raised his eyes from the laptop, and his thick black eyes fell on her absent-minded little face, "What are you thinking?"

"...Huh?" Shi Wan regained consciousness.

Fu Conglin rested his hands on the edge of the notebook, his clear and slender hands matched with the pure black computer case, which was particularly eye-catching.

Shi Wan's attention was drawn, and he hesitated for two seconds, "I'm not thinking about anything."

"You still don't feel well, do you have a headache?"

Shi Wan nodded condescendingly: "A little bit."

Fu Conglin unconsciously tapped the back of the notebook with his fingertips, and he glanced at the half bottle, "Listen to music?"

Shi Wan was stunned for a moment, and blinked.

"Ok?"

Is he trying to coax her?

Shi Wan opened her mouth, "But you have to work..."

Fu Conglin picked up his mobile phone and handed it to her, "It's okay."

Shi Wan held the mobile phone which was still a bit warm.

"Four zeros."

He is talking about his mobile phone password.

Men don't set their cell phones to her favorite birthdays or other special anniversaries like Shi Wan did.

Men only pursue simplicity and clarity.

Whether it was before or after marriage, Shi Wan had never touched Fu Conglin's cell phone.

This was the first time, and he handed it to her on his own initiative.

Shi Wan held the phone and didn't move.

Seeing her in a daze, Fu Conglin said, "Why, you don't want to hear it?"

Shi Wan shook her head, "Could it be bad..."

"Nothing." He asked calmly.

Immediately, he turned serious, "Shi Wan, you don't have to be so polite."

Shi Wan pursed her lips and unlocked his phone with the password.

The background page is a very primitive one, and there are very few softwares on it except the ones that come with the system.

Naturally, Shi Wan didn't touch his privacy device, just clicked on the app download center, downloaded her usual music player, then logged into her account, and chose a relatively quiet and peaceful playlist.

The singing voice came from the mobile phone without any delay.

For her, music has a great soothing effect, and she also likes listening to music.

He didn't get an answer, and Fu Conglin didn't continue to ask.

Shi Wan listened to the song very quietly.

She sat down and curled up on the hospital bed, then slightly curled up her body, closed her eyes, and gradually got rid of those restless thoughts.

Probably because of hearing the familiar singing voice, her drowsiness brewed very quickly this time, and she fell asleep in a short time.

This time she slept until dark, and seeing her wake up, Fu Conglin asked Meng Zhang to bring dinner over.

After ten o'clock in the morning, Wan only drank half a bowl of porridge, and now she was really hungry.

Fu Conglin didn't need to say much, she just picked up the chopsticks and ate obediently.

After dinner, before Fu Conglin could open her mouth, she took the medicine and took it.

Fu Conglin raised his eyebrows rarely.

She would only know how to obey after suffering.

Still bitter in the mouth.

Fu Conglin went out for a trip and brought her a bag of candies when he came back.

Shi Wan silently took one and ate one, then lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

Fu Conglin stayed in the hospital at night.

Shi Wan was not as dazed as in the early morning, and fell asleep on the bed after washing.

Afraid that she would be bored, Fu Conglin turned on the TV for her to watch.

The man was quietly processing his work on the sofa.

There is a rare harmony between the two.

Shi Wan was still staring at the TV screen at first, then moved her gaze towards him unconsciously, then retracted it after a few seconds, and then moved to stare at him again.

Fu Conglin could naturally sense it, and just indulged and ignored it.

Knowing that if she raises her head and makes the words clear, she should be timid again.

After nine o'clock in the evening, Shi Wan didn't feel sleepy. She slept too much during the day, and now she is very awake.

Fu Conglin sat on the sofa for several hours, and occasionally stood up and went out to make a phone call. When he came back, his complexion was not very good, the air pressure was very low, and due to Shi Wan's presence, he restrained himself.

Shi Wan could feel it, but didn't dare to ask more, and changed the TV channel one after another without interest.

He didn't stop until he saw He Zhiyan's figure on TV.

It's one of his variety shows.

Shi Wan still has some friendship with him, and feels that there is a big difference between him on TV and in private.

He Zhiyan looks handsome and handsome, very similar to the kind of cool guy who is handsome and handsome on campus, and he is also cool in private, but his temper is not very good. When Shi Wan first met him, he felt that he was impatient. But there are also many advantages.

The variety show was quite funny. Shi Wan, who had been in a depressed mood for a day, finally raised it up, with a soft smile on her lips.

Fu Conglin saw it as soon as he looked up.

Wei Yi was stunned for a while, then looked away, and looked at the TV again, vaguely seeing a familiar person.

Remembering that person had been on the trending searches with Shiwan, he had read those comments about couples who were well matched and married in place.

The key is that this person is still Li Yue's cousin.

Fu Conglin closed the notebook, thinking that the ghost is really lingering, and it can be involved anywhere, so he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Shi Wan's gaze was attracted by his movements, and then slowly fell on the TV screen.

Fu Conglin took a bath inside.

After a while, I came out with a suit of steam and changed into clean pajamas.

He has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and he will tidy himself up properly.

When I got out, the TV was off.

He glanced at Shi Wan, who was facing away from him. Wrapped in a quilt, he shrunk himself into a ball of shrimp, covering his whole body so tightly that he couldn't even see his head.

Fu Conglin walked over and turned on the night light by the bed, and then turned off the headlights in the room, and the ward suddenly became dark.

He walked softly to the edge of the bed and sat on it, causing the other half of the mattress to cave in with his movement.

He was not in a hurry to pull Shi Wan's quilt.

"Fell asleep?"

Shi Wan didn't speak.

It was very quiet in the ward.

After a while, Shi Wan's foot hidden under the blanket moved slightly.

From the moment she heard Fu Conglin turn off the water valve to the sound of the hair dryer, she has maintained this posture. Now her legs are a little numb and she has difficulty breathing.

She could feel that Fu Conglin was beside her.

Shi Wan didn't know why she wanted to avoid him, she just felt uncomfortable.

In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore, and secretly opened a small gap to let in fresh air, so that I could have a chance to breathe.

Her breathing was a little loud.

The heart beats fast too.

You can see the light falling from the pillow, and the shadow of Fu Conglin leaning against the head of the bed.

She paused for breath.

With a sudden force, the narrow gap was directly opened, and Shi Wan's entire face was exposed, looking a little panicked.

Clutching the rest of the quilt tightly, she buried her head on the pillow and refused to open her eyes.

Seeing her hiding and flustered appearance, Fu Conglin curled the corner of her lower lip with a half-smile, "Don't cover your head under the quilt when you sleep."

The man's voice is deep and magnetic.

Shi Wan knew that she couldn't hide anymore, so she choked back two words: "I'm cold."

Most of the light from the night light by the bed fell on Shi Wan's side. Under the slightly dim light, the man's facial features were deep and restrained, his lips were slightly raised, but his eyes were cold and dark.

Her excuse was very lame, and Fu Conglin didn't care.

Scuffling to shake the quilt.

Shiwan gripped tightly.

"Earlier, you took the initiative to cover it for me, but now you are reluctant to give it to me?"

Didn't he also refuse?

Shi Wan let go.

Wan slept very warmly under the quilt.

On the other hand, Fu Conglin was slightly cold.

He didn't get close to her either. After a while, he waited for his body to heat up before he leaned over and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Shi Wan hid.

The man's playful and cold voice fell, "I forgot who got into my arms before, was it a fish, what kind of memory."

Shi Wan didn't move.

His head leans back.

Shi Wan still turned her back to him, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Fu Conglin was beside her, and could feel that her breath was a little impetuous.

He hooked her hair on the white pillow with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "What are you nervous about?"

Shi Wan froze, her teeth almost chattering, "I didn't."

The voice was very flat, but even she herself couldn't notice the trembling in it.

Fu Conglin's hand gradually moved down, passed over her forehead, and brushed away a few strands of hair sticking to her face, revealing a clean and fair face.

Then he turned her face slightly to face him.

Shi Wan had to open her eyes.

The man still had the fragrance after bathing, lingering in Shiwan's breath, facing the bright face, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, but looked at her intently and deeply.

A moment of silence.

Shi Wan felt her face was a little hot.

Suddenly looking away, he said dryly, "I want to sleep."

Fu Conglin's expression was indifferent, and he just looked at her quietly. Shi Wan couldn't bear his gaze, Fu Conglin's hand gently clasped her chin, and his thumb brushed the corner of her lips.

Shi Wan's mind became confused in an instant, and a heavy shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes. Before she could react, her lips were held.

Shi Wan was startled, woke up, turned her upper body and put her hands on his chest, and said vaguely, "I'm sick..."

He is also not afraid of contagion.

"I know." He still kissed and did not let go, and after a little distance away, he heard him chuckle hoarsely: "Do you think I am you, so weak."

Shi Wan's face was reddened by what he said.

His hand was grabbed by him and hooked around his neck.

Shi Wan hesitated for a moment, then closed her eyes involuntarily, and tentatively responded a few times. The man paused for a moment and then became more aggressive, pinching her face with his fingers, and getting closer.

Shi Wan was a little itchy from the sting of his beard, and hid, Fu Conglin clasped her waist tightly.

Sometimes a man and a woman don't need too much communication, sometimes a look or a movement can get entangled together.

Fu Conglin hadn't touched her for a long time, but now he was soft and gentle in his arms, knowing that she was sick and suppressed him very much.

Shi Wan was so dazed by his kiss, her face gradually became painful, and she wanted to push him away.

Fu Conglin chased and stalked fiercely, like a hungry wolf that hasn't seen meat for a long time.

Shi Wan had no choice but to bite him, "Wait, wait—"

She whispered, half crying and laughing, the sound of shouting was a bit weird.

Fu Conglin was dumb: "What's wrong?"

"Leg, my leg is cramp!"

She was a little numb at first, but when Fu Conglin turned half her body, Shi Wan's posture was very awkward, and Fu Conglin restrained her so hard that she almost threw herself on him, but her legs were still curled up. After a while, the cramps hurt badly.

Shi Wan clutched at his collar tightly and hummed twice.

Fu Conglin rolled his throat, closed his eyes to calm his breathing, and then reached down with his hands.

He glanced at her, "You are used to tormenting me."

"...tossing is not used in this way..." She lacked confidence.

When he touched her leg, Shi Wan screamed, "Don't, don't touch it!"

Fu Conglin reprimanded her angrily: "Call again."

He held her ankle and stretched her back, straightened her leg, and listening to Shi Wan gasped and babbled, rubbing the muscles on the back of her calf for her.

Gradually, Shi Wan quieted down, and lay on her back on the hospital bed, letting Fu Conglin grab her legs.

"Is it better?"

"Ah."

When she felt better, Fu Conglin put her legs away and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When she came back and saw Shi Wan who was still thinking about something with her eyes open, she walked over and lifted the quilt to go to bed, and hugged her again.

At this moment, I no longer have the same thoughts as before.

Shi Wan turned around embarrassingly, staring at him with the back of her head.

Fu Conglin scooped her into his arms.

Shi Wan endured it and said, "I didn't take a shower, so don't hug me too tightly..."

Having a fever and sweating, Shi Wan herself hated it.

Fu Conglin closed his eyes without lifting his eyelids, and said lightly, "It's been wiped."

While hanging the water, Shiwan was sweating, and Fu Conglin wiped her body with alcohol. She was so hot that she was in a daze, her cheeks were flushed, and she cried from time to time, looking pitiful and aggrieved.