if love is invisible

"No, dear, I promised you that the old man will accompany you 24 hours a day. If you are too angry or don't want to accept it, I suggest you drink more hot water and digest it yourself." Han Zhaozhao blinked.

This damn customer service tone!

Liang Jingyu leaned on the bed for a while, and suddenly recalled it.

She said she was escorting her 24 hours a day, but he didn't say to accept it obediently, and she said it was told by grandma, how did he know if she made it up?Don't forget that she is a good storyteller!
Liang Jingyu went down to the ground and opened the door directly. Han Zhaozhao didn't stop him, but held his mobile phone and said, "Doctor Liang, I also don't think I can take good care of you, and I will take care of the old lady, or I will give her the right now." Call and let her old man send someone to take care of you?"

After finishing speaking, he sighed softly: "The old lady is worried about others, and she will definitely come to take care of her personally. I heard that your grandpa clings to her tightly. If she comes, your grandpa will definitely follow her. I may not be able to tell you at that time." Who will take care of the grandparents and grandchildren!"

Liang Jingyu had already grasped the doorknob. Hearing this, he turned his head and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

"Look at you, and you said you have no prejudice against me."

Han Zhaozhao was helpless: "I was discussing with you normally, but you insisted that I threatened you, Dr. Liang, have you seen how I threaten people?"

Liang Jingyu was expressionless: "Why are you threatening people, what does it matter to me?"

Han Zhaozhao silently pulled out a dagger from his trouser waist, and threw it repeatedly with his left and right hands: "Do you want to try?"

As he said that, he took off the outer cover and smiled brightly at him.

Liang Jingyu: ...

"Others threaten others by crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves. You are more ruthless than them, so you can directly use a dagger, that's fine."

Han Zhaozhao walked towards him, and said with a smile: "Doctor Liang, do you think I look like the kind of person who would use a knife on himself for others? Ah Yu, I have died once, and I especially cherish my life now." It's a dog's life, I just want to live one more day, so—"

She changed the subject, her figure flashed, and the dagger in her hand hit Liang Jingyu's chest with a swish. The direction of the knife point was exactly where Liang Jingyu's heart was. You can feel the coolness of the tip of the knife in every situation.

It turned out that the heart-warming, cool-hearted flying in the advertisement was exactly what he was feeling now.

Liang Jingyu retreated again and again, and Han Zhaozhao pressed on every step of the way. He was forced to press his back against the wall, unable to retreat.

Han Zhaozhao smiled: "Doctor Liang, remember how you feel now, this is the real threat."

After finishing speaking, she put away the dagger and put it back on the waist of her trousers, and asked nonchalantly, "By the way, you just said where you want to go?"

Liang Jingyu thought to himself: This is it?That's it?
On the mouth, he said: "Communicate."

"Oh." Han Zhaozhao opened the door for him, "Doctor Liang walk slowly."

Seeing him walking slowly, Han Zhaozhao kindly asked: "Does Doctor Liang need me to help you?"

"I do not need it, thank you."

Liang Jing met outside, and the two colleagues had finished chatting, seeing him coming out, he quickly expressed his concern to him, Liang Jingyu smiled: "I'm fine, you just—"

"Dr. Liu, Dr. Huang, the director is looking for a meeting! Tell you to come right away!" A nurse rushed over and dragged the two away.

Liang Jingyu stood on the spot with a calm expression, showing no emotion.

Han Zhaozhao asked: "Doctor Liang, are you hungry? It's not time for lunch yet, so let me order a breakfast for you and eat casually?"

Liang Jingyu looked back at her with an incredulous expression: "Let me eat takeaway? This is what you said to take good care of her?!"

"If you want to eat my own cooking, it's not impossible. But I will give you a vaccination beforehand. People who have eaten my food have already... Forget it, since you have already mentioned it, then I will do it !"

Helping him back to the room, Han Zhaozhao said while holding his mobile phone: "I'm going back to cook, I'll let the old lady see if I can assign a nanny to watch over, Dr. Liang, you are a workaholic, you love your patients more than yourself , if no one is watching, I’m afraid you’ll have to go see a doctor as soon as I go out.”

"I don't care about you if you are in a hurry to find death, but you can't make mistakes during the time I am with you, or I will be sorry for your father."

"Oh, by the way, my parents and your father are classmates. My father lived in your house for a few months before. I take care of you now to help him repay your Liang family."

After speaking, he laughed at himself: "After I found out at the time, I felt that there was a good relationship, but I guess it might be a bad relationship for you, but it doesn't matter. If you dislike you, I will repay mine. It doesn't conflict."

There was no one outside the ward, and it was very quiet at this moment. The TV was not turned on in the ward, and it was extremely quiet. Liang Jingyu watched her mouth open and close, and a strange emotion filled his heart, but when he wanted to catch her When I got up and thought about it carefully, this strand had disappeared.

"Order takeaway." Liang Jingyu said with a blank expression, "I'm very tired and can't wait for you to go back and cook."

And judging from her tone, I'm afraid the food she cooks is not edible at all, but it's more friendly to eat takeaway.

Han Zhaozhao happily ordered food for him, and half an hour later, the food arrived, a beef porridge and two egg pancakes.

Liang Jingyu was extremely hungry, and started to eat the meal as soon as it was delivered. In the end, there was still half of the omelette left, so Han Zhaozhao naturally helped him solve it.

Liang Jingyu: "...I have eaten."

"It's okay, I don't dislike it." Han Zhaozhao, "After all, you kissed me, and I kissed you too."

Liang Jingyu blushed, "That's not called kissing, it's called cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"

"Lips touch lips, that's a kiss. As for saving me or taking advantage of me, it's up to you." Han Zhaozhao didn't care, and ordered a cup of roasted milk for himself.

Liang Jingyu: ...

"Excessive words!" He clutched his chest, suddenly having difficulty breathing.

Han Zhaozhao's complexion changed, and he did not relieve his back several times. She was frightened, and immediately rang the bell to call the doctor.

The doctor came in for some examinations and operations, and finally said: "Dr. Liang, you are also a doctor yourself. I won't repeat many details that you need to pay attention to. Try to calm down as much as possible. It is best not to get excited, especially not to be angry or angry." Let go of these pessimistic emotions, which will affect your conditioning."

Liang Jingyu hummed a few times.

The doctors left quickly, and Liang Jingyu saw Han Zhaozhao sitting on the ground. She was sitting on the ground with her knees bent, her face covered with her hands, her head lowered, and her shoulders trembling slightly.

Liang Jingyu had a thought: "I want to drink water."

The moment Han Zhaozhao raised his head, he quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, but when she raised his head, Liang Jingyu could still see the strangeness in her at a glance.

The eyes are red, and the bottom of the eyes looks a little wet. Did she cry just now?

Han Zhaozhao thought he was covering it up very well, and brought water to him as if nothing had happened: "Drink water."

Liang Jingyu held the water and didn't drink it in a hurry. He glanced at her face and pretended to find out: "Your eyes are red, are you crying? Or did you get sand in your eyes?"

Han Zhaozhao: "Eyes get sand."

He said and shook the thermos bottle: "It's almost out of water, I'm going to get a new one."

When he came back with a bottle full of hot water, he found that Liang Jingyu was still holding the cup, and there was not a single drop of water in it.

She frowned: "Why don't you drink it? The temperature is not right?"

Liang Jingyu stared at her: "Why are you crying?"