Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

No way, she will never give any hints!

Qin Yiren pursed her lips lightly, blushing and heartbeating from Bao Jingxing's indulgent and pampering tone, as if she was a wayward little girl who was spoiled and proud.

However, when she carefully took off the hospital gown, her face turned pale from the pain.

Looking at the thick bandage wrapped around his abdomen, he understood that Bao Jingxing's concern was not without reason.

Touching the re-bandaged wound, Qin Yiren couldn't see the specific appearance of the wound through the thick bandage, so he could only guess based on the clinical medicine he was in.

Since she had an emergency operation after a car accident, it may be that the car accident caused her internal organs to be damaged, so she will be operated on the abdomen.

Thinking of this, Qin Yiren was a little scared, and understood Bao Jingxing's abnormality a little bit.

If it wasn't her who had the accident, but Bao Jingxing...

She must also be very disturbed, and wants to use engagement to confirm the relationship between the two before the next accident happens?

However, such behavior was only to prove that Bao Jingxing really cared about her.

Marriage requires more than caring, and she was right not to agree immediately.

Suppressing the tossing thoughts in his heart, Qin Yiren pushed open the door and staggered out. The short distance of a few meters seemed to be stepping on the tip of a knife, and he was sweating coldly at the slightest movement.

Looking at her pale face with a frown, Bao Jingxing leaned over and hugged her back on the bed, and said irresistibly, "Next time, I'll help you."

Qin Yiren's snow-white forehead was covered with cold sweat, even so he still had to be brave, pretending to be nonchalant: "It's really fine."

"No."

Bao Jingxing put on a non-negotiable attitude, and continued to say solemnly: "If you feel uneasy, we will spend decades of life after we get married, and you will always have a chance to repay me."

For such a major event in life as marriage, he said it very calmly.

Qin Yiren looked at him with small eyes of admiration, and asked in a whisper: "I heard that boys are not in a hurry to get married. You don't seem to reject marriage?"

"They are not in a hurry to get married, just because they haven't met the girl they were meant to be."

Bao Jingxing looked down at her, with a faint smile on his thin lips, his long eyelashes concealing his deep eyes, and said solemnly: "You are my destiny, this time, I will never let you go."

this time?
Qin Yiren didn't quite understand, but Bao Jingxing's confession was more enthusiastic and straightforward than expected, which made her a little overwhelmed.

Others say that the school grass of the University of Medical Sciences looks gentle and elegant, but in fact is very indifferent to everyone, but it is not like that at all.

As a girlfriend who was treated specially, Qin Yiren's heart was full of sweetness, seeming to overshadow the complexities and uneasiness.

"Xiaoqian, even if you don't have an appetite, you still need to eat something."

Bao Jingxing sat down beside her bed, raised his hand to touch her pale and slightly cold face, "I gave you a nutrient solution, but people can't live only by injections, right?"

For medical students, such questions are the domain of common sense.

Qin Yiren nodded subconsciously.

Although she had no appetite, she could recover quickly only by eating, so that she wouldn't cause trouble to Bao Jingxing anymore.

With such a mood, she reluctantly said: "Then... just give me something simple, rice porridge or something like that?"

"Of course, wait a moment."

Bao Jingxing got up, took a book from the bedside table and handed it to her, "If you can't sleep, read this, if you can sleep, sleep for a while, and I'll call you again."

Obediently taking the book, Qin Yiren opened it and looked at it. On the title page was written a brief introduction, a detective novel translated from a foreign country.

Quickly attracted by the ups and downs of the plot, she followed the protagonist one by one to suspect the murderer hidden in the crowd, and she failed to guess right one after another, which made her more interested in continuing to watch.

Until Bao Jingxing came to her with a wooden tray, looked at her serious appearance, and said rather amusedly: "I knew you liked this type."

"I think this Jennifer is the murderer, it must be her!"

After temporarily closing the book, Qin Yiren watched as Bao Jingxing set up a small table on the bed, and put three dishes and one soup in front of her.

Being able to make exquisite side dishes in such a short period of time, it seems that Bo Jingxing is more powerful than she imagined. The plates are served with exquisite porcelain, which looks very appetizing.

"Taste it." Bao Jingxing handed the spoon to her, and condescendingly took in her expression, "Do you like it?"

"like."

Tasting the sweet taste in his mouth, Qin Yiren fiddled with the white jelly in the bowl in confusion: "Tremella?"

"Ah."

Bo Jingxing was calm and composed, and pushed the bowl of stewed blood swallow with red dates and wolfberries forward, "I have prepared a lot for blood, please do yourself a favor and drink a few more bowls."

Qin Yiren smiled, appreciating his tenderness, drank the white fungus soup in small sips, and tasted the exquisite side dishes that he had never seen before.

Apparently, Bo Jingxing's cooking skills were very different from those in the university cafeteria, and she was amazed by the delicious food.

"Jing Xing, when did you learn how to cook?"

Of course he wouldn't be able to do it five years ago.

Bao Jingxing thought about it, and explained lightly: "My mother liked cooking very much when she was alive. She learned some of it by ear and eyes when she was a child, but she never had the chance to try it. You are my first customer."

Bo Jingxing's mother died when he was young, and Qin Yiren once heard him mention it.

Looking at him with an apologetic expression, she hesitated to speak, trying to explain that she didn't mean to bring up his sadness.

Bao Jingxing nodded slightly, directly omitting her apology, and made a serious request: "I'll punish you for another bowl."

"Okay, let's have another bowl!"

Seeing Bao Jingxing walking towards the kitchen with great satisfaction, Qin Yiren sat under the light and suddenly wanted to know what time it was.

Because of the car accident, she will definitely skip the exam.

According to the normal process, it is necessary to ask the teacher for leave before NO.17 and explain the reason.

He raised his hand and opened the curtains beside him. The glass was pitch black, as if covered with an opaque film, and the blurry scene was fleeting, and it was impossible to tell whether it was night or day.

Think about it carefully, such cars are generally used by big stars, and it is normal to ensure privacy.

Qin Yiren put down the curtains, watched Bao Jingxing come back with a bowl, and asked curiously, "Jing Xing, who is driving?"

"Hired driver."

Bao Jingxing put the bowl in front of her and supervised her to eat it all, "Do you want to see him?"

Qin Yiren scooped up a spoonful of white fungus, puffed his cheeks and asked, "What time is it? I didn't find my phone. Shouldn't you and the driver have dinner?"

Bao Jingxing looked at the watch in his hand, "37:[-] p.m., your mobile phone was scrapped in a car accident, I..."

He was about to buy a new one for her just now, but then he thought about the overwhelming news on the Internet.

That was news about Qin Yiren and Chu Xiannian.