Caged bird

Early the next morning, after helping Xing Xuan finish his meal and settled his mother, Chang Hong came to Shui Qifan's ward.

And as soon as he opened the door, he saw that Shui Qifan seemed to be frozen, still maintaining the posture when he left last night, half-sitting on the bed, with a small dining table in front of him, with The most important thing is the meal that I opened yesterday.

If there is really any change, it should be the chopsticks that Shui Qifan dropped on the bed and couldn't pick up for a long time.

"Commander..." exclaimed, looking at Shui Qifan who slowly turned his head like a robot, Chang Hong was shocked, "Could it be that you... just sat here all night?"

Nodding like a slow-motion replay, Shui Qifan is really fed up with this feeling of only being able to look at the food but not being able to eat it——

Because of the bandage and plaster on the left hand, I can't hold the chopsticks at all;

Although my right hand is slightly sprained, I can't use chopsticks with my right hand!

"Let me help you lie down!" Without saying a word, Chang Hong moved the small table, supported Shui Qifan's back to help him lie down.

And just when Chang Hong's hand touched his back, Shui Qifan stared at him with wide-eyed eyes suddenly, and Chang Hong was also startled, just holding his back like this and not daring to move:

"Commander...Is there something scary behind me?"

It has to be said that Shui Qifan's eyes scared Chang Hong into a cold sweat.

Shui Qifan, whose body was tense, couldn't say a word, and at this moment, he was engaged in an intense inner struggle——

It's okay, baby Qifan, this little bastard is a man... Ah... Calm down, it's okay...

Stretching out his right hand, Shui Qifan gently pinched Chang Hong's sleeve with his fingertips, and after a long time he opened his mouth and said, "Put me down quickly, my neck is tired..."

"Yes!" Chang Hong let out a long sigh of relief after Shui Qifan said this, and slowly put this pale man on the bed.

After Chang Hong's body left his back, Shui Qifan's body gradually relaxed, and he paid special attention to it——

This little bastard is a man...

why would i treat him...

So sensitive?

Nothing to anyone else...

"Commander!"

"Ah?" At this moment, Chang Hong, who was cleaning up the food on the table, suddenly turned around, and Shui Qifan immediately withdrew his gaze, for fear that he would see what he should not have seen just now. place.

"Breakfast is still hot, would you like some?"

"Uh..." Shui Qifan licked his chapped lips, tugged at the collar of his black shirt, and nodded heavily.

Seemingly feeling that his kindness was accepted by Shui Qifan for the first time, Chang Hong happily opened the lunch box, full of satisfaction and satisfaction: "This is what Xing Xuan taught me to make before, and there are fried chicken cutlets..."

However, Shui Qifan didn't seem to want to listen at all. After Chang Hong just opened the lunch box, he said: "Take a bite first."

"Hey?" The hand that was about to hand the chopsticks to Shui Qifan paused in the air, when Chang Hong raised his head to meet the slightly squinted eyes of Shang Shui Qifan, he seemed to understand the deep meaning, a little embarrassed Said, "Commander, are you worried that I will poison you?"

"Tsk!" I have to say, this brat is really frighteningly upright, you can just know this kind of thing in your heart, why do you have to say it?

Looking at the little boy's big flickering eyes, the always scheming Uncle Shui could only be honest with little friend Chang Hong for a while: "Yes."

"That's really..." Nodding awkwardly, just as he was about to put the food he picked up into his mouth with chopsticks, Chang Hong's hand was blocked by Shui Qifan's small fist with plaster.

Cold and ascetic, Shui Qifan's indifferent face really makes people have the courage to disobey his orders: "You only brought a pair of chopsticks, didn't you?"

"Yes... yes, Commander..."

"Then when you eat, don't get your mouth on the chopsticks."

Hearing this, even if he is Shui Qifan's little fan, Chang Hong still has a stomachache that he wants to vomit while eating——

Are you afraid to kiss me indirectly?

They are all men, why do you...

Seeing the dissatisfied look of the little bastard in his eyes, Shui Qifan had a panoramic view of all his little expressions, and could tell what the boy was thinking with his toes.

"Eat well, Commander." Putting the chopsticks on the lunch box, Chang Hong wiped his mouth and said.

"Sit there..." Pointing to the sofa next to the hospital bed with his chin, Shui Qifan said, "After half an hour, if you are still alive, I will eat."

"In that case, everything will be cold."

"It's okay..." Looking up at Chang Hong, Shui Qifan quietly retracted his eyes and looked at the food on the table, "Even if it's cold by then, I will eat it."

"But didn't you accept dinner yesterday? There were not so many rules back then!"

Chang Hong really didn't know what was going on, if he was really afraid of being poisoned to death, why didn't he let himself try it yesterday?

"Yesterday, I let you take advantage of the loophole." Shui Qifan leaned leisurely on the pillow, and had to say, yesterday was indeed his own negligence——

The wound has just been bandaged, the head is still aching, and the stomach is still very hungry. Even though the latest body repair technology is used, the scar is healed, but it does not mean that the body will not hurt.

It was also under the influence of this pain that Shui Qifan also forgot the vigilance he should have as the commander of the "Hundred Eagles Project" under one person, so that such a brat took advantage of it.

"Hey——" sighed heavily, looking at the man who was staring at the lunch box expressionlessly, Chang Hong also knew that he must be hungry, "Or, you can start eating after 10 minutes Well, you look very hungry..."

"No, I have to wait for half an hour." Bang Du's tone really made people feel Shui Qifan's inhumanity,

"Then how about... just 10 minutes?" Chang Hong kindly suggested.

"Just 15 minutes."

Well, in the end, Shui Qifan chose to compromise——

A little bastard, he has no ability to measure him!