Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

The next morning.

The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of earth, which was refreshing. Jiang Yuan slowly opened her beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked around the ward.

Suddenly wanted to sit up and said, "Where's Bo Chenchuan's!"

Song Jingnian sat beside the ward with a solemn expression, but always said softly, "He hasn't been here."

"Don't get up, I'll call the doctor right now."

"But, I remember that he was with me all the time yesterday!" Jiang Yuan lowered her eyes, her long wings covering the complex emotions in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Song Jingnian frowned even tighter, "Jiang Yuan, I don't want to hurt your heart."

She squinted her eyes slightly, not quite understanding what the other person meant, and looked at him with squinted eyes.

"Yuan, you're injured, maybe your memory is a bit messed up, I've been with you since yesterday."

Jiang Yuan shook her head.

"Have you forgotten?" Song Jingnian asked.

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but was dragged back by the pain in her body, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and the pain penetrated into her limbs, she gritted her teeth to endure it.

"Where are my clothes?" She looked towards the end of the bed, clearly remembering that the surrounding environment was the same, but why did Song Jingnian say that.

In her memory, wasn't it Bo Chenchuan who came to save her yesterday?

"Song Jingnian, are you sure you were the one who saved me yesterday, not Bo Chenchuan?"

She looked at her with flickering eyes, "Then tell me, where did you save me yesterday."

The other party was silent and hesitated for a moment before uttering a few words, "Ancient city in the new district."

Seeing her stubborn and tenacious appearance, Song Jingnian sighed slightly, "I'll go to the bathroom and get you a basin of warm water and wash your face, and you'll feel better."

He walked to the sink with a solemn expression, turned on the faucet, and the sound of splashing water resounded throughout the bathroom.

Song Jingnian's eyes fell on the reflection of the girl on the bed in the mirror. She was wearing a white hospital gown, her body was wrapped in gauze, her hair was disheveled, she was as pale as snow, her face had no blood, and she looked very weak.

He served her carefully, fearing that if he was not careful, he would hurt her.

Her appearance is so distressing. Although I have 1 worries in my heart, I am deeply afraid that it will affect her emotions.

"Have a drink."

Song Jingnian came over with a water glass, he squatted at her feet, and passed the water to her mouth, Jiang Yuan took a sip, then continued to stare at him, as if confirming something, "Did you really take care of me yesterday? "

He was helpless, this girl was smart, but also sensitive and fragile.

She is always suspicious of him and unwilling to accept him.

He reached out and rubbed her messy hair, "Yes, I'm taking care of you, don't worry, we're safe now."

"Now let me take care of you."

When Jiang Yuan heard this, she hooked her lips and revealed a faint smile.

These words were very familiar to her ears.

Song Jingnian looked at her in amazement, and he stretched out his slender jade fingers to smooth out the broken hair on her forehead, "Jiang Yuan, I will always be by your side, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together."

"So now you don't have to worry about who that person was yesterday, okay?"

Jiang Yuan nodded.

After eating, Jiang Yuan leaned on the pillow and closed her eyes.

Her head was dizzy, and her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they weighed a thousand catties.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a loud noise in her ears, and Jiang Yuan struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids were as heavy as lead, and she couldn't open them no matter what.

She felt a cold liquid pour into her body, and she fell into darkness.

I don't know how long it took before she woke up faintly. The goal was pure white walls, white sheets, and white quilts. Her whole body was sore and limp, and she had no strength. This should be a hospital, and this is...

It should be the hospital bed where Song Jingnian had just talked.

She turned her head suddenly and saw the man sitting beside the hospital bed. He was wearing a gray coat and a peaked cap. He was peeling an apple, and there was too much tenderness hidden in his eyes.

"Bo Chenchuan, is it really you?"

He peeled the apple so fast that the peel fell in a line on the table.

After peeling an apple, he cut it into small pieces and brought it to her mouth, "It's really me, are you having a nightmare?"

Jiang Yuan opened her mouth and easily ate the piece of apple flesh.

She took a few mouthfuls, and he handed over another piece, "The doctor said that you should eat more fruits and drink more water these days."

"When the wound recovers, I will take you out for a walk."

After she finished eating one, he fed her another one. Even if she didn't open her mouth, he still fed her patiently, and he didn't stop until the two apples were all eaten.

Looking at her slowly, "Is there any place you want to go?"

Bo Chenchuan turned his head to look at her, his phoenix eyes instantly became dazzling, "Tell me, when you recover, I will take you there."

Jiang Yuan looked at Bo Chenchuan, his short hair was neat and clean, his facial features seemed to be finely crafted, and every line was just right, "Have you cut your hair?"

Her heartbeat suddenly missed a few beats, her eyes unintentionally glanced at the broken hair on his shoulder, her lips curled into a smile, "Did you come here in a hurry?"

She always had a smile on her face, and all the beauty seemed like a dream.

"Am I dreaming?"

The other party evoked a smile, and his eyes slowly looked at her, "It's real or fake to touch me there."

Jiang Yuan looked at her hand, the back of her hand was full of needles, and it was painful to lift it up slowly, "I hope it's a dream."

"But when I wake up from the dream, I won't be here." He replied.

"But you should be doing something more meaningful."

Jiang Yuan lowered her eyelashes, she didn't know what to say, now her physical condition is terrible, she can't even stand up, she is really useless.

"Song Jingnian, I asked him to stay and take care of me. He was obviously here just now."

Bo Chenchuan's eyes darkened a bit, "Yuanyuan, wouldn't it be good for me to be by your side and not accompany you?"

Jiang Yuan looked at him in surprise.

Bo Chenchuan took her little hand, put it to his lips and pecked, "This time I will take care of you."

Jiang Yuan glanced at the hand tightly held by the man, she moved, wanting to take it out.

"Yuan, don't move."

"You hurt me." Jiang Yuan frowned.

Bo Chenchuan quickly let go of her, there was a thin wound on his palm, and her delicate skin was worn out.

He was extremely annoyed, "Yuan, I was negligent, I will never hurt you in the future, and I will never touch your wound."

Jiang Yuan looked down, she looked at her palm, she said softly, "You don't have to be so humble. It's my dream."

"I also hope that you can be like real life."

Bo Chenchuan stared at her blankly, "Yuanyuan, do you just hope it's a dream?"

Jiang Yuan raised her eyes to look at him, "In this way, I don't need to find a reason for you to approach me."

Bo Chenchuan's Adam's apple slipped, "Then let's treat it as a dream."

Jiang Yuan lowered her head, her voice was hoarse, "Okay."

"Just treat it like a dream."

Bo Chenchuan looked at her fixedly, he knew that she was not joking with him.

"Then tell me, what else can I do in your dream?" Bo Chenchuan raised his eyebrows.

"I can't think of it at the moment."

"Tell me when you think about it."

Jiang Yuan nodded, and her eyes fell on the man's right hand with sharp bones. There was a long scar on the tiger's mouth on his left hand. It was shocking to see, "How did you get hurt on your hand?"

Bo Chenchuan looked at the wound indifferently, "I accidentally knocked it a few days ago, it doesn't matter."

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly.

She remembered that she saw that Bo Chenchuan's hand didn't have any wounds a few days ago, and the scar was more or less an eye-catching wound.

No reason she didn't notice.

She was about to ask something but was interrupted by a voice outside.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a middle-aged nurse walked in, "Mr. Bo, it's time to take your temperature."

Bo Chenchuan restrained his thoughts, and warned with a tight brow, "Who allowed you to come in."

The nurse was a little dazed, and it's not right to retreat now, or not to retreat.

He picked up the thermometer and measured it, "37.7°"

"The test is over, now leave as soon as you finish the test, and you are not allowed to come in without my permission!"