My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Mu Hospital, Shangguan Ning and Jing Yichen, a couple of wounded people, have been much better in spirit and body. Although Jing Yichen can’t get out of bed, his face is not like yesterday It's ugly.

The bodyguards in the ward had all been kicked out by Jing Yichen. He didn't want to be whispered to his wife by those people.

Shangguan Ning has been staying close to Jing Yichen, and the medicine sent by Mu Qing has no way to help him because of an arm injury, so she changed it by Mu Qing, but she refused to send the meal. Let the nurse feed, but feed Jing Yichen with her uninjured hand.

Just kidding, just thinking of Shangguan Ning feels uncomfortably dying. If she is allowed to watch another woman feed her husband for dinner, she will be directly burned to ashes.

Although this other woman is a nurse in the hospital, the nurse is not good! As long as it is a woman!

Jing Yichen watched the little wife next to drive the gracious little nurse out of the ward again, a pale smile on his pale face.

What a vinegar jar!

However, even if Shangguan Ning does not refuse, Jing Yichen will not accept the nurse to feed him, except for Shang Guanning to feed him, he will not accept the rest, regardless of men and women, he would rather bear the pain of the torn wound , Will also pick up the spoon to drink porridge.

Shangguan Ning's wound was on her right upper arm, because the bullet hit the bones of her upper arm. For the past two days, her right hand has never been able to work hard, and she used her left hand to do anything. She actually exercised her left hand a lot.

Jing Yichen's bed can be adjusted automatically, but it saves Shangguan Ning's strength to help him.

She pressed the button, and the half of the bed was automatically adjusted up, waiting for a suitable position, and then turned off.

Then she soaked a pure white towel in warm water with her left hand, and twisted the towel to dry with one hand, and then gently shook it away, slowly wiped her face with Jing Yichen, waiting to see him become It was so clean that only a small smile appeared on her small face.

She brought the porridge to a small dining table dedicated to the ward, first tasted whether it was hot, and waited for the porridge to cool slightly before she scooped it to Jing Yichen's lips.

Jing Yichen watched that she had been busy with one hand all the time, and she couldn't care about herself at all. Instead, everything came to him first, and her heart was soft and messy, but she was very distressed.

If the killer didn’t die, he thought, he wouldn’t let him die easily, he would let him taste what life is better than death!

Looking at the spoon delivered to his eyes, Jing Yichen opened his mouth in coordination, and happily ate the porridge that he didn't see.

In the past, no matter how many injuries and multiple illnesses, no one had taken care of him so carefully and patiently like Shangguan Ning, just like he was a child who needed careful care, wiping, dressing, and feeding.

This kind of caring feeling is really good, making Jing Yichen feel that he is a family person, he is no longer a lonely individual.

But, he was eating and eating, and suddenly said: "Have you taken care of Xie Zhuojun like this before?"

His face was a bit ugly, and even his voice revealed a displeasure, as if his baby had been taken away by others.

Shangguan Ning froze for a moment, then smiled.

She stuffed the last spoonful of porridge into Jing Yichen's mouth and smiled, "You guessed it wrong! I didn't feed him, because he just woke up from a vegetative state at that time, and his physical functions were all seriously degraded. In order to make him recover sooner, the doctor told him that he must let him eat with chopsticks. So, neither the two carers nor I ever fed him."

"Moreover, although I was engaged to him at that time, I really said very few things to him. I was embarrassed to do those kind of intimate things, so they were done by two professional nurses. Only responsible for telling stories to him!"

How shy is Shangguan Ning, I'm afraid no one knows better than Jing Yichen, she will never come into contact with the opposite **** at will. When he and Shangguan Ning just got married, she would blush for a long time even when she touched her hand. As long as she said something excessive, she would even turn her ears red.

Jing Yichen felt more comfortable, but made a childish request: "Then I have to listen to the story!"

Shangguan narrowed his temper and smiled slightly, and said softly to him: "Okay, Jing Dabao, but, can you let your daughter-in-law eat the meal first, and tell you when she fills her stomach?" story?"

Jing Dabao?

This name is really unpleasant!

However, before waiting for Jing Yichen to protest, Shangguan Ning said with a smug face: "How about, this name is pretty good? Or, we will call Jing Dabao later when we have a son. Remember, I feel very blessed."

Jing Yichen instantly darkened, and he said helplessly: "Wife-in-law, can we fix my son's name so sloppyly? Can you consult his father anyway, okay?"

This is the heir of the Jing family in the future, and will become the president of the Jingsheng Group in the future! President of Dabao? His little wife is really creative!

Jing Yichen made up his mind. After having a son, she should never let Shangguan Ning come to get her name. She could hardly listen to her name!

But having said that, when will they have a son? It's been almost half a year since I got married, and I haven't seen anything happening. Looking back, I might need to show Mu Qing.

He watched Shangguan Ning finish breakfast with one hand, and then looked at her injured arm, but still dismissed the idea of ​​letting her tell a story.

After she had finished her meal, the nurse came to collect the tableware, and Jing Yichen patted the empty space around her, "Come here, lie here."

"I'll touch your wound if I move." Shangguanning disagrees. "Aren't you going to listen to the story? I'm sitting next to you, OK?"

"I’m not a three-year-old kid, nor a vegetative man whose brain has been smashed. What story are you listening to? Play with you, obedient, lie down beside me, I want to hold you. If you don’t come, I will get down Bed to hug you."

Shangguan Ning immediately compromised: "Well, I'll just lie with you, don't move!"

Jing Yichen did it. If he gets out of bed, the wound will definitely bleed again.

Shangguan Ning took off his slippers and wore some fat disease suits. He lay down beside Jing Yichen, who was also wearing a disease suit but still handsome.

Jing Yichen reached out to hug her, Shangguan Ning also reached out and gently hugged his generous waist, the two immediately felt a lot of stability and stability.

"Yichen, next time, don't allow this, I'm so scared."

Shangguan Ning's voice was low, with a little nasal sound. She didn't even dare to think about what happened two days ago. As long as she thinks about it, her heart will hurt so much that she can't help but want to cry.

Jing Yichen knew what she meant. He didn't care about the pain of the wound and turned his head to kiss her forehead. He said softly, "Not next time."

If there is another time, I will still stand in front of you, without hesitation.