you are in the depths of time [gl]

There is nothing wrong with Luo Zijin's wire.

To be precise, something went wrong with Su Mo, but the distance between the two of them was relatively close when they flew out, and Luo Zijin's first reaction was to pull her.

Completely ignoring the fact that neither of them had their feet on the ground at the moment.

After all, anyone who sees the person who is acting with him on weekdays is teetering in the air, and will fall from the sky like a broken kite in the next second, should subconsciously help him.

At that time, Luo Zijin was the only person who could help Su Mo in the entire crew.

Then, amidst the exclamation of the whole group, the two of them bumped into the container not far away, and the muffled sound completely stunned Xiaolu, who was always watching the progress of the crew.

After that, she watched from the sidelines that the two people who were photographed on the container fell straight down from a height of six or seven meters.

Su Mo's sling was completely unusable, it was all supported by Luo Zijin's side, because the weight of two people was lifted, Luo Zijin felt that his ribs were about to be crushed by the rope, and even his lungs were broken. It's like the air is being squeezed out.

So when I fell down later, even if my mind felt that it was not very good, my body subconsciously took a breath.

The sudden fall blanked his mind for a second, but when he reacted, the surroundings were already full of people, and the sound of an ambulance could still be vaguely heard.

Because they didn't know where the injury was, no one dared to move the two of them casually, so they could only surround them anxiously.

Luo Zijin's eyelashes trembled, and his black eyes subconsciously searched for the figure of Xiaolu in the crowd. After turning around quietly for several times, he finally found the assistant who was almost submerged in the crowd. Making her eyes dizzy, she moved her lips and said a few words to Xiaolu:

Don't tell her.

When Xiaolu saw her mouth shape, tears fell down with a splash, and she heard the messy voices around, someone shouting 'Don't surround me here, the air is not smooth', 'Why hasn't the ambulance come', 'Don't let that A group of reporters ran in to make trouble' and so on, all she could think of was this idea.

Xiaolu nodded desperately unconsciously, seeing her agreeing to come down, Luo Zijin slowly closed his eyes, as if he just felt relieved and passed out.

The ambulance arrived quickly, but for the injured, every second counts like years. When the medical staff carried Su Mo and Luo Zijin onto the stretcher, their faces were pale. There was also a shocking pool of dark blood on the ground, and it was unknown which of the two of them belonged to it.

……

In the capital, in a courtyard.

Cheng Youyou stared blankly at her empty palm, the smile faded from her normally crooked eyes, as if she was in a daze of not knowing what Xi Xi was.

Ying leaned over to help her pick up the phone, and was about to ask her, "Why can't I hold it steady?", seeing her expression, asked with concern:

"Did something happen?"

When the phone was put back in Cheng Youyou's palm, the person who was asked suddenly came to his senses, and it was strange that he was stuck on his screen opening password.

Shaking my hands in a daze, I didn't enter the password correctly for a long time. Either I missed the key too quickly, or I accidentally touched a key elsewhere.

Fortunately, God couldn't stand it anymore, and finally blessed her to unlock the phone when it was on the verge of being locked.

It wasn't hard to find that Weibo.

In a short period of time, this news has been topped on the top of the trending search. The reporter was stopped in time and could only take pictures of the two people being carried into the ambulance from a distance. But with the content between the lines and the two photos, It's also worrying enough.

Cheng Youyou tried to enlarge the photo, trying to see the picture on it carefully, but when she worked hard for a long time and found that Luo Zijin could only be recognized by the outline, her heart almost collapsed.

So he hurriedly backed out, and his first reaction was to book a plane ticket to Longcheng.

The words "It's okay, don't rush" kept coming out of my heart, the more nervous I was, the more chaotic I would be, and I couldn't do anything like that.

She almost whispered it out:

"It's okay, let's buy a plane ticket first. Today, the capital arrives in Longcheng...I found it, from 08pm to 30:[-]pm..."

"Then go to pack your luggage and tell Master, it's okay to pack your luggage... don't be afraid, she's fine..."

The shadowy guesses in her heart were all tightly covered by her, and she didn't let the slightest gap come out, because she was afraid that her mind would relax and be overwhelmed by the overwhelming panic guesses. .

She convinced herself wonderfully.

The body seems to have activated some emergency filing, and the perception of the outside world has been extended infinitely. Only a few things that I just chanted to do occupy the entire brain, just like the brain capacity suddenly shrinks, and I can only think about these few things.

Seeing her like this, Ying glanced sideways at her mobile phone screen. After reading the news, she looked at the way she booked the plane ticket, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Just when she was about to say something, Cheng Youyou looked up at her calmly, and said seriously:

"Please tell Master for me. I have an urgent matter to go to Longcheng. I'm sorry for breaking her dishes. The newly bought dishes have already been ordered, and they will arrive in a few days."

Ying looked at the person who turned around without a smile on his face, nodded, and could only say:

"I'll take you out, pay attention to safety on the road."

Seeing Cheng Youyou's calm look, she felt a bit worried, but what the other party said in the next second made her stunned:

"OK, thanks."

Cheng Youyou said so.

For a moment, Ying wondered if she still remembered who she was talking to?

What's with this distant and polite tone?

But her intuition made her stop talking, and she always felt that the Cheng Youyou she saw now was covered with a transparent glass cover, and it might shatter into pieces in the next second.

The worry in her heart made her unable to release this little friend to Longcheng alone, so she could only let her pack her things first, so that she could discuss this matter with Xie Tiao.

As a result, Cheng Youyou couldn't sit still for half a second, shook his head at her, and said:

"There's nothing to clean up, I think I'll get over it now."

After that, he shook his phone at her, and there was a page for taking a taxi, showing that the driver was one kilometer away from here, and it would take 3 minutes to arrive.

Ying almost ran out of the kitchen at a brisk pace. When she entered Xie Tiao's room, the person lying on the bed was not asleep, but said something without opening her eyes:

"what happened?"

It was she who asked her how the noise in the kitchen came about.

As a result, in the next second, what Ying said in a hurry and switched back to English made her open her eyes immediately, lifted the quilt and sat up, and said calmly when she got out of bed:

"Don't leave her alone."

……

a few hours later.

A flight from the capital arrived in Longcheng. Cheng Youyou called Luo Zijin's mobile phone while walking out. After several calls and no one answered, she forcibly pulled out her reason and squeezed it to be online all the time. Then he turned his head and found Xiaolu's number from the address book.

Xiaolu looked at the news on the Internet and was anxious about what to say to Luo Zijin when Zhou Muqing called.

She recounted what happened at the scene, and was comforted by Zhou Muqing. After hanging up, she received a second call from an unfamiliar yet familiar number.

She couldn't remember where she had seen it.

I could only pick it up a little blankly: "Hello, how are you?"

"How is Zijin now?" Luo Kaifeng's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

Xiaolu reacted quickly and reported the latest situation to Luo Kaifeng. He was extremely worried about Luo Zijin, but he didn't even have time to be happy about receiving a call from the company's boss.

As if starting a chain reaction, after Luo Kaifeng hung up, all kinds of calls came in.

Some of them were artists who had a good relationship with Luo Zijin in the industry, and they asked their managers to ask her about the situation, and some were entertaining gossip paparazzi who usually had a little friendship.

Xiaolu's brain is constantly spinning, what kind of calls can be answered, what news can be said, all the answers are quickly run out in the brain, as if eight spacious roads were immediately built in the brain, which can accommodate all the information to flow through.

Until busy past dinner time.

When she felt hungry, it was the moment when Lin Xiuzhu's assistant brought her food.

"Miss Xiaolu, are you hungry? Teacher Lin asked me to send it."

Xiaolu looked at the boxed lunch in his hand, and let out a grunt in his stomach. It took him a long time to realize it, and he said in a daze:

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." The assistant smiled politely at her. He wanted to comfort her, but swallowed the words halfway, feeling that nothing he said was right, so he could only pat her on the shoulder.

He gestured to her for another lunch box he was carrying in his hand:

"I'll give Teacher Su's assistant a copy too, you eat first."

Xiaolu nodded, and sat down in the quiet corridor of the hospital. When he opened the lunch box, he looked at the braised pork ribs inside and felt that he had no appetite at all.

There is something going on in my mind over and over again:

If Miss Youyou called her, what would she say?

Luo Zijin still vividly remembered the words that Luo Zijin told her before she fainted.

She covered the lunch box, walked to the window at the end of the corridor, looked down for a while, and saw reporters standing or sitting in a circle in the small garden at the front door of the hospital, some of them were on the phone with whom, and some wanted to talk to them. The doctor is close.

You don’t need to look to know, that’s just a part of it, and the other part may have been transferred into the hospital hall, thinking about how to get in, take a look at the injuries of Luo Zijin and Su Mo, just need to take a sneak shot of the next scene. Enough to grab tomorrow's headlines.

Lin Xiuzhu's assistant was able to come up because Lin Xiuzhu didn't have a part in the show today, and he seemed to have a bad stomach because he stayed up too late recently, so he came to the hospital in the morning to register for a doctor.

Otherwise, if other people in the crew want to come here at this moment, they have to get the approval of the director.

Xiaolu was very fortunate that the entertainment journalists who wanted to come up downstairs in the VIP ward were blocked by the security guards, so that the people in the ward in front of him could have a quiet space to recuperate, and he had to get his consent before letting anyone in.

She only needs to hold back the affairs here temporarily, and when Zhou Muqing comes to take over, she only needs to worry about Luo Zijin's body.

Thinking of the flight distance between the capital and Longcheng, Xiaolu took out his mobile phone to check the time, then fell back on the bench in the corridor, picked up the lunch box and planned to grab two bites, forcing himself to hold on.

Just a third of the time, the phone in my pocket was vibrating.

It was Luo Zijin's cell phone. She took it out and glanced at the name on it. Just as she was about to put the phone aside and let it ring, she saw the beating note on it.

"My Orange"

Xiaolu clenched the chopsticks in his hand, not knowing how to deal with Cheng Youyou's question, he was at war with heaven and man in his mind, he could only stare at the phone in a daze, praying that Cheng Youyou would stop calling and don't embarrass her .

But I couldn't help but think from Cheng Youyou's point of view, thinking that sister Youyou must have heard the news about Luoshen, and she must be very anxious to know how she is doing.

If you don't answer it yourself, Miss Youyou must be in a hurry.

Thinking of Cheng Youyou's anxious appearance, Xiaolu felt as if his heart was being fried in a pan.

She looked at Luo Zijin's cell phone hesitantly and anxiously, as if the caller was actually her.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Zijin's phone stopped vibrating, and the next second, Xiaolu's own phone vibrated.

She sighed in her heart, and couldn't bear to let Cheng Youyou's expectations come to nothing. In her heart, she slowly said to the person who was lying on the hospital bed and just moved out of the emergency observation room 10 minutes ago:

I'm sorry, Miss Zijin, I really can't stand Miss Youyou's call.

She got up and looked at the people in the ward. When she subconsciously swiped the phone with her fingers, she saw Luo Zijin's eyelashes trembling.

Xiaolu put the boxed lunch aside, and didn't bother to answer the phone. He quickly pushed away from the ward and walked in. He rang the bell beside the bed and told the nurse that he was awake.

As soon as Luo Zijin opened his eyes, he looked around and saw Xiaolu. Just about to speak, he found that his voice was too hoarse, and he could hardly speak.

As if he knew what she was going to say, Xiaolu raised the mobile phone in his hand to her, and the two big characters 'orange' on it were beating.

Luo Zijin blinked at her, and mouthed a word:

catch.

Seeing that she was speechless, Xiaolu subconsciously wanted to pour her a glass of water, but thinking of her injuries all over her body at the moment, she was worried that she would suffer from her wounds when she drank too much water and got up later. Explain the situation and let her choose.

After all, drinking too little water will also affect gastrointestinal motility, but drinking too much water will hurt the wound, so let Luoshen make his own judgment on such a difficult issue.

After all, every move will involve wounds, and Xiao Lu feels pain all over his body just thinking about it.

After hearing this, Luo Zijin thought about it, took a few sips and stopped.

Xiaolu asked quickly before the nurse came in:

"If Sister Youyou wants to come over, should I tell her? If you agree, just blink once, if you disagree, blink twice!"

The witty Xiaolu quickly found a way to communicate with Luoshen who was unable to move, and even had a dull pain in breathing.

Luo Zijin thought for a few seconds, then mouthed her two words:

media?

Does that mean the reporters knew about it?

Xiaolu nodded, and saw the nurse knock on the door, and came in from the door to check on Luo Zijin's current situation.

Luo Zijin then nodded slightly to her.

If many people knew the news and kept the orange from her house, she would definitely cry anxiously, right?

In fact, the effect of the anesthetic had already passed, Luo Zijin felt like being run over by a truck, pain everywhere, wishing to cut off his trachea, even stop breathing.

Sleep is the best way to reduce the perception of these pains.

But she had already struggled out of that comfortable sleepiness, and she had to feel every inch of pain clearly, all because she was worried about the person who might have heard the news.

……

outside the ward.

Xiaolu answered the phone with relief: "Hello? Sister Youyou?"

"Which hospital are you in?" Cheng Youyou didn't seem to care about the news that the two phone calls were not connected, and only calmly asked the questions that had been thought of in his mind in order.

It's as if if you don't prepare temporarily, you will definitely not be able to say a word.

Xiaolu reported the address quickly, and did not forget to say:

"Sister Youyou, don't worry. I'm watching from the hospital. Sister Zijin has woken up just now, and the doctor said there will be no danger."

Cheng Youyou responded with a 'yes' and said something to her:

"Thanks a lot."

Xiao Lu said that it was okay, and told her to be careful on the road, and remember to call herself when she got downstairs, so that the security guard would let her come up.

At the same time, Zhou Muqing and Luo Kaifeng had also arrived in Longcheng.

Luo Kaifeng was still on the phone with He Zhi, answering from time to time:

"rest assured."

"I'm already here, you don't need to come over, the doctor said there's nothing else to do, just pay attention during the recovery period."

"Okay, next time I will definitely not let her accept such a script with dangerous actions."

Even though he answered everything his mother said, the phone call lasted for nearly half an hour. Luo Mu, who had been nagging for half an hour, still felt uneasy. She turned around and booked a ticket for the next day, deciding to fly early in the morning. Come to Longcheng to see how Luo Zijin is doing.

……

Luo Kaifeng and Zhou Muqing arrived quickly.

After Luo Zijin was told to rest, take a good rest, and don't move around at will, she tried her best not to fall asleep. After all, the pain in her body was too severe, and the painkillers had just been taken, and they hadn't taken effect yet, so she could only slow down. He turned his head to look outside the door, waiting to see Cheng Youyou's figure.

Luo Kaifeng and Zhou Muqing came in and took a look at her, knowing that she was struggling to speak at the moment, so they just told her unilaterally, "Take a good rest, other things have to be taken care of", Luo Zijin blinked her eyes as a response .

Xiaolu sat on the edge of the hospital bed and whispered to her:

"Sister Zijin, please sleep for a while."

Luo Zijin didn't speak, didn't close his eyes, his brows were subconsciously furrowed all the time, his breathing rhythm could become light and slow, as if this could relieve the pain in his ribs.

The effect of the painkiller was slowly coming up, and those sharp or dull pains seemed to be separated from her by a layer of veil, gradually becoming unreal, and the brain that was constantly receiving pain signals gradually became exhausted.

If she didn't take advantage of this moment to fall asleep, she wouldn't be able to fall asleep when the pain relief effect wore off.

But she wants to wait.

……

Luo Zijin's ward was on the fifteenth floor.

When Cheng Youyou reached the tenth floor, she suddenly said to Xie Tiao and the others: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The closer she was to the place where Luo Zijin was, the more frightened she became, and she felt her eyes bursting with steam, and all the panic and worries that had been suppressed for a long time came to her heart.

She was afraid that Luo Zijin, who was already injured, would be even more worried when she saw it, so she decided to smooth out her emotions before going to see him.

A few minutes later, Cheng Youyou came out of the bathroom, her reddened eyes slightly betrayed her behavior just now, but Xie Yi and Ying didn't expose her, they sent her all the way to the corridor on the fifteenth floor, and saw Luo Kai outside Feng and Zhou Muqing were stunned for a moment.

The four people except Cheng Youyou reacted at the same time, Zhou Muqing took the lead and said to Cheng Youyou:

"Would you like to come and see Zijin? Just go in, she should take a good rest right now."

Even if Luo Zijin didn't say anything, she and Luo Kaifeng asked the doctor, knowing that a certain guy lying on the hospital bed should have a good rest at the moment, but every time he looked in through the transparent glass on the door, he always felt To be able to meet her eyes.

Everyone present has high emotional intelligence, and any fool knows who she is waiting for.

Cheng Youyou was stunned for a moment, thanked her quickly, walked to the side of the ward and opened the door to enter, Ying looked at the fruit basket and flowers in her hand, guessing that Cheng Youyou would never think about it, Can only keep up with her pace.

It was the first time Luo Kaifeng had seen her, and had only heard of her in profile photos and from Luo Zijin and Zhou Muqing.

Compared with Cheng Youyou, he is even more familiar with Xie Yi, the famous God of Cookery in the capital.

……

When Xiaolu saw her coming, he breathed a sigh of relief, and actually felt a kind of thankful gratitude.

He hurriedly moved a chair from the side and put it in front of the hospital bed, let Cheng Youyou sit on it, and after briefly talking to her about Luo Zijin's current situation, he went over to pick up the fruit basket and flowers from the blond beauty and put them on the table. to the table next to them, and walked out of the ward together.

There were only the two of them in the room.

Luo Zijin slowly curled the corners of his lips towards her, his black eyes were full of tenderness, obviously he was lying on the hospital bed seriously injured, but at this moment, there was a gentle and peaceful atmosphere.

It seemed that the two of them were still in that villa on the outskirts of the capital at the moment, Luo Zijin was sleepy after reading the script, and seemed to want to drag Cheng Youyou to take a nap with him.

Sitting on the edge of the chair, Cheng Youyou saw her smiling at herself, her nose couldn't help but feel sore, but she could only suppress the sadness in her heart, and smiled at her, and said softly:

"I'm here, don't worry, go to sleep."

Luo Zijin no longer struggled with the exhaustion all over his body, after listening to her words, he closed his eyelids obediently, as if he had finally let go of his worries, and let himself fall asleep.

It's just that when the consciousness gradually receded, the hand placed beside the infusion moved subconsciously, and touched Cheng Youyou's fingertips there.

I patted it twice, as if to comfort her not to cry.

Cheng Youyou nodded, touched her fingertips with his backhand, and replied her with two words: don't worry.

However, tears still fell silently down the eye sockets.

She quickly blinked away that layer of blur again, and stared at Luo Zijin's appearance after falling asleep, as if she was afraid that she would miss a second of seeing.

Until this moment, the heart hanging in the air fell back into the chest steadily, and everything she saw in front of her was telling her:

Her dearest deskmate is fine.

Lie down in front of her, and fell asleep peacefully.

Cheng Youyou stayed in the ward without any intention of leaving, until Xiaolu pushed open the door very quietly again and came in, walked over and called her in a breathy voice:

"Sister Youyou."

Cheng Youyou suddenly woke up, and retracted the hand that was lightly on the back of Luo Zijin's finger. Realizing that it was time to leave, she got up and followed her out.

Luo Kaifeng and Zhou Muqing went back to the hotel after seeing Luo Zijin fall asleep. Many matters of Xincheng were still waiting for him to deal with. Zhou Muqing was also busy communicating with the PR department. Xiaolu was most familiar with taking care of Luo Zijin. For the work, an additional nurse was hired to arrange the affairs of the hospital very properly.

When Cheng Youyou went out, she saw Ying and Xie Tiao whispering in the corridor.

Seeing her walking out of the ward, Xie Tiao heaved a sigh of relief, beckoned to her, and let her come over:

"Now that people have seen it, can you rest assured?"

Cheng Youyou nodded to her, then looked at Ying next to her, and whispered, "Thank you."

Thank you for making this trip and coming with me.

Xie Li curled her fingers and tapped her forehead lightly: "You're welcome, do you have an appetite to eat now? I'll take you to have supper."

Cheng Youyou looked back in the direction of the ward uncomfortably, and Xiaolu hurriedly said to her:

"It's okay, Sister Youyou, the nurse and I are watching here, you can go to eat quickly, just come back tomorrow, have you booked a hotel? Do you need my help?"

Cheng Youyou smiled, said "no" to her, and said that he would come back tomorrow morning, and then went out with Xie Yi and the others.

When the elevator reached the fourteenth floor, Ying suddenly asked:

"Are you going to see it?"

Xie Tiao shook his head and replied two words: "No need."

Cheng Youyou blinked her eyes, looked at her master, and then at Ying, remembering the situation when she saw the news at that time, and reacted belatedly, as if something happened to Su Mo this time.

Sensing Cheng Youyou's eyes, Xie Yi raised his hand to touch her head, and said softly:

"She's fine. I heard she has a broken arm."

According to Luo Zijin's assistant, Luo Zijin was still under the floor when he fell.

Cheng Youyou nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. Even if she had a lot of guesses about the relationship between Su Mo and her master, she would never ask Xie Tiao without asking.

……

Luo Zijin woke up at four in the morning.

I opened my eyes and looked at the dimly lit room. I felt pain all over my body. It was only a little slower than before going to bed. I felt a little more comfortable when breathing. I wonder if I got used to the current breathing rhythm.

However, too much, she was hungry.

Luo Zijin was thinking about how to call over the nurse who was dozing off while watching the night.

At this moment, her throat was a little itchy, and a cough came out of her throat unexpectedly, causing a burst of pain in her chest and ribs, which almost made her cough hard.

The nurse, who had not slept deeply, woke up in a second, and even Xiaolu, who was guarding the room outside, woke up with a start.

He rushed in quickly, startled by Luo Zijin's earth-shattering coughing voice.

After finally getting over the cough, Luo Zijin stared at the ceiling hopelessly, feeling the pain in his chest that had been suppressed by sleep resurfaced again.

She gave up on herself and immersed herself in the pain, and said two words to Xiaolu concisely:

"hungry."

Xiaolu looked at the thermos bucket on the table next to him. It was the casserole porridge that Cheng Youyou ordered from a famous local restaurant after eating supper. absorb.

When it was delivered, he also told her that if Luo Zijin was hungry in the middle of the night, he could let her drink this porridge. I heard that the heat preservation effect can last for six hours.

But if Luo Zijin didn't wake up at night, don't keep it the next morning, just throw away the porridge.

After the lid of the thermos was unscrewed, the aroma of chicken and white porridge wafted out.

Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it's a good thing Cheng Youyou packed the porridge here, otherwise, he probably wouldn't know where to find something for Luoshen in the middle of the night.

Seeing the porridge being fed to his mouth, Luo Zijin frowned, as if he wanted to raise his hand to take the spoon and bring it himself.

Xiaolu hurriedly stopped her movements:

"Hey, hey, can't I feed you? Miss Zijin, can't you just lie down and enjoy the service once?"

Luo Zijin looked at the spoon in her hand, felt the pain in her body again, and for some reason, there was a bit of reluctant disgust in her expression.

Xiaolu: "..."

Why do you look at her with such disdain? ? ?

Does it mean that she has to use her whole cute face to pick up a spoon and feed this big guy?

At that moment, Xiaolu felt the discrimination.

If Luo Kaifeng hadn't just notified the personnel to give her an extra bonus today, she would have resigned if she said she would resign!

"This is the porridge that Sister Youyou bought for you, Luoshen, are you sure you don't want to eat it?" Xiaolu held up the spoon for a while and didn't see her open her mouth. She really didn't know if Luo Zijin hated the porridge or herself and the nurse, so she opened her mouth to confess Seriously said something.

In the next second, Luo Zijin opened his mouth to eat the porridge, and signaled her with his eyes, hurry up, take another bite.

Xiaolu: "..."

She felt that she had vaguely found a universal card.

After Luo Zijin finished his porridge, he lost his sleepiness and opened his eyes until it was dawn. There was a TV in the ward, but he was thinking about a question:

When will Yoyo come over today?

On the one hand, she really hoped to see Cheng Youyou all the time, on the other hand, she wished that Cheng Youyou would come over later. After all, what happened yesterday must have scared her own orange quite a bit. Coming too early can only explain one problem:

Cheng Youyou didn't sleep well at night, and was still worried about this matter.

Luo Zijin was entangled in such vacillating thoughts until dawn.

……

At six o'clock, Cheng Youyou woke up in the hotel suite, wondering if she was thinking about Luo Zijin's body, she didn't feel sleepy at all, she got up, changed her clothes and went outside.

When he arrived at the ward at seven o'clock, he knocked on the door, and Xiao Lu struggled to sit up outside. When he saw Cheng Youyou, he was relieved and fell asleep again.

Cheng Youyou: "?"

She paused at the door blankly, then looked to the other side, where Luo Zijin was sitting on the hospital bed smiling at her.

So Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, and she decided to put aside Xiao Lu's strange attitude as if she had been saved just now, greeted the nurse, walked in, and sat down beside the hospital bed:

"Why did you wake up so early? Or didn't you sleep last night?"

Luo Zijin blinked her eyes when she asked the second half of the sentence, and Cheng Youyou continued on her own:

"Woke up in the middle of the night?"

Luo Zijin blinked again.

Originally, there was nothing serious about her talking today, but she always coughed while talking. Although coughing is good for dissolving silt, every time she coughed, it was a little earth-shattering. She didn't want Cheng Youyou to worry, so she could only pretend that she didn't want to open her mouth to be afraid The look of being involved in the wound.

Cheng Youyou smiled, and replied, "I knew it."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the thermos bucket on the table next to him, raised his hand to pick it up and found that the weight was much lighter, and it seemed that the porridge inside was gone.

"It's just right, I ordered fish porridge this morning, can I change the taste?"

Luo Zijin pouted slightly at her.

Cheng Youyou was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. Seeing that there was no one around, she leaned over and kissed her lightly.

When they parted, Luo Zijin licked her lips with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Cheng Youyou's lower lip was a little itchy when she hooked it, and couldn't help but lick it herself. She put one hand in front of the bed and coaxed her:

"Hey, don't make trouble."