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Chapter 1679 She doesn't want to be anyone's burden
Take good care of...?
These five words are a simple combination.

But Lin Zhaoxia was taken aback by this.

She can no longer touch stimulating people or things.

But sometimes she doesn't know what can stimulate her.

It doesn't matter if the car can't be driven. She doesn't like to drive herself. If the situation wasn't critical yesterday, she wouldn't be racing like that all the way.

"Do you want me to be a patient who is paralyzed in bed?" Lin Zhaoxia said this in a funny way, obviously with a hint of ridicule.

Song Yan heard it, and didn't answer so seriously, and said with a smile, "I'm hoping for it, but take care of it, if anything happens, it's inevitable that your gentleman will know to chop me up or Yang Moyan, if you want Take down my lab."

Lin Zhaoxia's smile widened, "It turns out that Dr. Song is not only single, but also cowardly."

"You can shut up and go to rest." Song Yan was angry, please don't remind him of being single!
He packed up the medicine box, turned around and opened the door to leave.

However, after Song Yan left, the young man who was still holding the quilt and sitting on the bed in the room gradually lost the smile on his lips.

Yang Moyan was so invincible, he was originally a dignified and aloof person, without any soft help, he was a person full of rules around him.

But that was before meeting her.

After she appeared, she forcefully broke all the rules around Yang Moyan.

She was an accident.

It was an accident of Yang Moyan. After falling in love, he has become a soft helper and a bottom line for this invincible person.

If something happened to her, Yang Moyan would not be able to bear it.

Lin Zhaoxia has never wanted to be someone who stands under someone's wing and is protected.

She likes the feeling of fighting side by side.

But the current situation is telling her.

She seemed to be Yang Moyan's biggest weakness and drag.

Her head was in a trance, and a fishy sweetness appeared in her throat again. Lin Zhaoxia coughed uncontrollably, and red liquid overflowed from her lips.

She paused, then raised her fingertips to wipe away.

The corners of the lips curled into a feeble arc.

She doesn't want to be anyone's burden.

The door of the room was pushed open at this moment, and it was Yang Moyan who came in.

He walked over with a bowl of porridge, saw the teenager holding the quilt, raised his hand and rubbed her head, sat on the side of the bed, then picked up the spoon in the porridge, dug half a spoonful, and sent it to the He blew on his own lips, then touched it, and then delivered it to the boy's lips, "It's not hot, eat it."

Such a scene looked at the tenderness of the young man's heart.

No one would ever have thought that such a proud son of heaven would have such a time to wash his hands and make soup, just because he met someone who liked that person who wanted to be loved forever.

"Why are you so sweet?" Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help laughing, she would work hard to maintain her body so as not to be a burden to such a good person, then she opened her mouth and ate the porridge.

It's just that from entering the mouth to swallowing, Lin Zhaoxia's fingertips holding the quilt under the cover of the quilt stopped.

She didn't show at all on the face, Yang Moyan asked in a low voice, "How does it taste?"

Through the hot air from the porridge, Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyes and looked at the other's handsome eyebrows dimly. Her eyes were a little sore, but she suppressed them forcefully, and then raised the corners of her lips, as usual , laughed and said, "It's so sweet."

(End of this chapter)