Reborn Pregnant Project

Coming out of the emergency room, An Chengye's injuries had been properly treated. The doctor told him to stay in the hospital for a few days. The date of discharge will depend on the healing of the wound. The nurse took the man and Su Zilin beside him to the hospital. The ward walked slowly.

After being transferred to the single ward, An Chengye sat on the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, smelling the smell of disinfectant floating everywhere in the ward, seemed a little disgusted, slightly frowned his handsome eyebrows, but didn't say much .

A paleness appeared on Junyi's face, which was caused by exhaustion and blood loss. He didn't look as strong and capable as usual. Su Zilin sat quietly beside the hospital bed. This was indeed the first time he saw such an Cheng Ye couldn't help but plan to become a "servant".

He looked at An Chengye's closed eyes, and his Adam's apple slipped slightly. An Chengye was injured, so naturally he couldn't order his actions arbitrarily, regardless of whether that person would pay attention to his voice, Su Zilin suddenly said: "Your arm is hurt, don't move around."

"Yeah." Closing his eyes, An Chengye said that he was listening to his words.

"If you need anything, just call me." Su Zilin said, just as he was about to move, a big hand quickly reached out to him, and turned to look at the person on the hospital bed, with those dark eyes I don't know when it opened, and it was narrowing slightly to stare at him.

Realizing that An Chengye had moved his injured arm, Su Zilin frowned tightly, and said angrily, "Hey, didn't I remind you not to move around! You idiot!"

An Chengye slowly let go of his hand, without looking at his own arm, his gaze deepened, and his tone was always calm and indifferent, "Aren't there nurses? They will take care of my needs, you Moving around will only get in the way, sit still."

"What..." If he stayed here, he could only sit like a log?

Su Zilin couldn't help muttering in his heart, Ji Yi told him that sometimes, the means of doing things must be tougher, otherwise it will only suffer.How tough does he have to be to make patients like An Chengye listen to him?

There were simple furnishings in the ward. When the manager opened the door of the ward and stepped in, he was taken aback by the scene in front of him, and his expression almost changed to that of An Chengye.

The hospital bed was empty, Su Zilin was holding a knife borrowed from the person in the next room, and An Chengye, who was supposed to be resting in bed, stood in front of the long sofa and grabbed Su Zilin's hand with a sinister expression. knife, and threw it to the ground vigorously.

"Who will allow you to do this!" An Chengye shouted imposingly, Su Zilin couldn't see the chill in his eyes, but hurriedly bent over to pick up the knife, caught a glimpse of the freshly washed apples on the coffee table, fearing that the man would make trouble. The apple was also thrown away, and he quickly put away the things.

"Why did you get out of bed! Didn't the doctor say that your injury is easy to open? Come on, go back to the hospital bed!"

"Anyway, you don't need to worry about these things." An Chengye's face was sullen. Just now, he saw Su Zilin constantly going in and out of the ward, and went to the window and the bathroom to fiddle with things. His eyebrows couldn't help but tightened.

Not being allowed to do anything, I was somewhat depressed. Seeing An Chengye's ruthless stop, Su Zilin's eyes widened, "I, I just don't cut it, you go back to bed, the doctor will come for an examination, you It won't work, it won't work."

He dropped this sentence, looked at the patient who was unwilling to obey the rules, and walked to the door of the ward.Why were you so obsessed with wanting to do something for him just now?This man... is very strong, where does he have the weakness of a wounded patient? !