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Tong Zhensheng didn't answer, but put down the pho bowl in his hand, scooped two spoonfuls of soup into his mouth with a spoon, and then turned his head.

An Rou didn't expect Tong Zhensheng to say that changing the tableware meant that he would drink the soup by himself, and she still thought it was funny, wondering whether he thought that if he drank it, it was the same as she drank it.

It wasn't until Tong Zhensheng's face magnified on her face, until Tong Zhensheng's lips stuck to hers, that she came to her senses belatedly, and it was too late to escape.

A mouthful of warm soup, with his unique tobacco smell, passed into her mouth. For a moment, she forgot to swallow, and just looked at him stupidly.

Seeing that she didn't swallow, his lips, which he planned to withdraw, continued to stick together, and then he made a gesture of wanting to drive straight in, which made her swallow quickly, because she was too anxious, and coughed again.

"Slow down," Tong Zhensheng patted her back lightly with his hand, looked at her flushed face, and asked jokingly, "Do you like this soup tableware more?"

An Rou gave him a hard look, then looked at the bowl of rice noodle soup and said, "I'd better drink it with a spoon, I think..."

"But I've used the spoon to drink soup just now, as you can see," Tong Zhensheng looked at her with raised brows: "You mean, the two of us have reached the point where we can share tableware?"

"..." An Rou was completely speechless, a man like Tong Zhensheng really couldn't be handled by a university teacher like her.

Next, An Rou's bowl of pho was a bit miserable. Tong Zhensheng picked up the pho with chopsticks and fed it to her mouth, while Tong Zhensheng used his mouth to feed the soup into her mouth mouthful.

The reason why Tong Zhensheng insisted on feeding her with his mouth was very good, that is, he didn't want to share the tableware with her, and An Rou couldn't do without eating rice noodles without soup, so he had no choice but to accept his new tableware in the end.

"I won't drink the soup anymore." When Tong Zhensheng picked up the last few sticks of rice noodles and put them into An Rou's mouth, An Rou glanced at the soup in the bowl, then at the half bottle of medicine left, and closed her mouth tightly. mouthed.

Tong Zhensheng couldn't help but smile when he saw her tightly shut mouth, and he didn't forcefully use his new tableware, but brought the soup bowl to her mouth.

An Rou was a little surprised, and then raised her left hand to quickly catch the soup bowl, but just as her hand touched the edge of the soup bowl, Tong Zhensheng's hand loosened, and then——

"Bang" the soup bowl slipped directly from An Rou's hand, and slid down her jaw, a little soup splashed onto the shirt on her chest, soaking a large area.

The white mercerized cotton shirt was drenched with soup and became a little transparent, and the beige cutie inside loomed in Tong Zhensheng's sight.

An Rou's face immediately flushed with embarrassment, and she picked up the spilled soup bowl with her hands, and then pulled the quilt over to cover her entire chest.

Seeing her actions like this, Tong Zhensheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said lightly: "The tighter you cover the wet place, the harder it will be to dry. Do you want to leave the hospital dressed like this tomorrow morning?"

"Tomorrow morning?" An Rou immediately looked at him with wide eyes: "My drip will be finished soon, I need it..."

"It's stormy outside," Tong Zhensheng interrupted her words very impatiently: "You mean you want to go home in the rain? Or, you want to go home in the risk of death?"

"..." An Rou was completely speechless, and only then remembered the typhoon and heavy rain outside.

It seemed that even if her saline drip was finished, she still wouldn't be able to leave for a while.

Could it be that he really had to spend the night in this single observation room tonight?And, still living in the same room with Tong Zhensheng alone?

Thinking of this, An Rou quickly looked at the observation room, it was just a small single bed, and there was a stool beside the bed, nothing else.

If Tong Zhensheng stayed in this ward all night, how would he rest?

When An Rou was still thinking about these issues, Tong Zhensheng had already opened the door of the observation room and went out. She quickly pushed her life away from her chest, and went to get the tissue on the bedside table with her backhand, and wiped the wet place on her chest .

The soup had soaked through the shirt, and the cutie inside was also wet and sticky, sticking to her skin, making her feel very uncomfortable.

As a last resort, she could only unbutton the two buttons and wipe them with a paper towel. However, just as she unbuttoned them, the door of the observation room was pushed open at this moment. She was so frightened that she quickly pulled the quilt over her chest, raised her head, It was then that Tong Zhensheng came in from the door, and he was holding something in his hand.

An Rou held the quilt tightly with her hands, for fear of slipping down and revealing the spring light, but Tong Zhensheng frowned slightly when she saw how nervous she was, and handed her the hospital gown in his hand.

"This is the patient's gown in the hospital. You take off the quilt and I'll change it for you." Tong Zhensheng looked at her with lowered eyes, and spoke calmly, but Bai Anrou was really taken aback.

He helped her put it on, so what?Her body......has never been shown in front of men.

"No," she shook her head like a rattle.

"No need?" Tong Zhensheng frowned: "You mean, do you want to continue wearing the sticky shirt?"

"No," An Rou quickly explained: "I mean, I'll go to the bathroom to change after the drip is finished."

Tong Zhensheng gave her a meaningful look, didn't say anything, just put the hospital gown on her bed, then turned around and sat down on the stool, and ate his bowl of rice noodles.

Ten minutes later, An Rou's drip was finally finished. When the nurse helped her remove the needle, she let out a long breath, and finally she was no longer tortured by Tong Zhensheng in disguise.

"Drink plenty of water and pay attention to rest," the nurse explained in a formulaic manner, and turned to look at the man sitting in front of the bedside table looking at his mobile phone. Tong Zhensheng didn't even raise his head, and she didn't even have a chance to raise an eyebrow.

As soon as the nurse came out, An Rou couldn't wait to get out of bed. Because she moved a little hurriedly, she staggered when her foot hit the ground and almost fell down.

Tong Zhensheng raised his head, frowned slightly at the reckless she, and was about to make a sound, but she had already rushed towards the bathroom, and closed the door with a 'bang' after entering.

An Rou rushed into the bathroom, and only let out a long breath the moment she locked the lock. Looking at the large area on her chest in the mirror, she frowned slightly. She really couldn't wear it.

So, she took off the shirt on her body, but the little cutie inside was obviously soaked by the soup a lot, and it was sticky to her skin at this time.

Anyway, I have sick clothes to wear, and I have to leave tomorrow morning anyway, why not take them off and wash them, hang them on the air outlet under the air conditioner, and they should be dry tomorrow morning.