The world is waiting for the president to kick me

Chapter 1685 Don't push yourself too hard

Ever since she slept in bed the first night and was caught by her parents and doctors in the morning, Xiong Jingling didn't say anything and just lay on the small sofa outside.

But tonight, after the lights were turned off, Jiang Yiting was lying on the bed, moving from time to time, making rubbing sounds, and a low sound seemed to escape from his throat. Xiong Jingling endured it for more than half an hour, and finally rolled over and sat up.

"Are you still asleep?"

Jiang Yiting didn't speak.

Xiong Jingling had no choice but to turn on the light and walk over.

The man on the bed opened his eyes and didn't look at her.

"Master Jiang, what's the matter with you?"

This person's temper is really annoying, and he loses his temper when things don't go his way at all.

"If you don't speak, I'll turn off the light."

He still ignored her, Xiong Jingling turned around and took a few steps, "Really? I'm wearing earphones this time. No matter what you do, you won't be able to disturb me."

Turning around after speaking, Jiang Yiting finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"I can not sleep."

"..."

Xiong Jingling felt deeply powerless, "You sleep so long during the day, it's normal that you can't fall asleep."

Turning around this time, the man who was unwilling to talk to her just now looked at her with burning eyes.

Xiong Jingling suddenly had a bad premonition.

In the next sentence, I heard him say, "Come up, I'll hold you."

"I do not!"

"The doctor said, I need to rest well to be healthy."

"This is your problem."

"Who promised to take good care of me?"

Xiong Jingling gritted her teeth, poohing him shamelessly, "That doesn't mean I have to sleep with you."

Jiang Yiting was kind, "You are my wife, I can't sleep because I feel uncomfortable thinking about being touched by others."

"..."

Okay, she remembered that he was a clean freak.

Let's not talk about Nurse Xiao Li during the day. The straight male nurse who just arrived doesn't seem to smell very good, and his movements are not gentle. No wonder Jiang Yiting made a zombie face the whole time.

It is probably the limit if I can bear it until I finish wiping my upper body.

Seeing how pitiful he was, and because she had another little thought, she had no choice but to walk over.

"Don't move, or the wound will open again, and don't want me to come up next time."

Jiang Yiting narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yes."

Seeing his fox-like smiling face, Xiong Jingling patted his head.

Damn, what is she talking about next time? ?

What the hell.

After turning off the light, she lifted the quilt, lay down on it carefully, and leaned against him with half of her body bent.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, she blinked and saw the satisfied smile on his face, "Can I sleep now?"

"Lingling, I want to hug you."

"Don't push yourself too far!"

He didn't listen, and started to fight anyway, Xiong Jingling didn't dare to struggle, so she could only let him hold her.

Fortunately, he was honest, just hugged and didn't move much.

Xiong Jingling observed for a while, and made sure that he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. After waiting for a while, she couldn't help but look quietly at the position behind him.

Sure enough, without knowing it, he rubbed against the bed.

By coincidence, she took the initiative to hug his arm tightly, exerting a little force, and there was a tenderness and delicateness that she couldn't detect in her murmured voice.

"Come back, you're about to fall out."

"uh-huh."

He responded in a low voice, and leaned over with her strength, almost buried in her arms.

The two bodies are close to each other, and each other's body temperature warms each other.

Xiong Jingling couldn't help but stared at his face, she lowered her head, so close that she could count the number of his eyelashes.

Just thinking about it, she really started to count...

Just like counting sheep, counting and counting, eyelids are sleepy, lightly knocked, and fell asleep.

In the large ward, Youdao's breathing was long and quiet.

(End of this chapter)