Bai Yueguang wants to help me raise a baby

That night, Lu Hanzhi's gd promotion and Lu Hanzhi's fall both made it to the top of the trending list, and the fans in the comment area went crazy, constantly appealing to be rational and chasing stars.

"I can't even imagine the scene of Zhizhi being so thin and weak being thrown down by that strong man! NF and SSF please die!"

"One second ago I was celebrating at the Goddess event, and the next second I got the news that she fell??? Starlight Entertainment, come out and get beaten!"

"Hope my wife is safe! [pray] [pray]"

"I was there at the time. Why did Zhizhi, who is a fan of us in 1551, have to encounter such a thing!"

While feeling sorry for Lu Hanzhi, the fans crazily built high-rises on the topic of feeling sorry for Lu Hanzhi, and at the same time, they did not forget to flood Starlight Entertainment's official blog and agent Liu Jinhua's Weibo to hurl abuse, crazily accusing the company and the on-site security work of describing it as fake. Let their idol artist encounter such a big trouble.

Within half an hour, GD's official Weibo posted a sincere apology letter, expressing apology for the accident at the event in the afternoon, and sincerely wishing Lu Hanzhi a speedy recovery.

Not surprisingly, the comment area was quickly occupied by Lu Hanzhi's fans.

……

The uproar on the Internet seems to be unable to reach the quiet ward of the hospital.

After listening to Sister Ying's follow-up treatment, Lu Hanzhi logged into her account and sent a message that she was safe, then threw it aside, closed her eyes and leaned against the bed behind her.

Sister Ying stuffed an extra pillow under her waist, and put a small neck pillow behind her head, and said softly to her: "I asked them to make soup for you. Do you want porridge or something else for dinner? of?"

Lu Hanzhi closed his eyes and lazily said, "No need."

"No appetite, don't eat, just lose weight."

Sister Ying looked at her with some embarrassment. Ever since Mr. Jiang left early because he went home to cook for the children, Lu Hanzhi had returned to this state of languishing due to pain, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

She continued to persuade in a low voice: "Sister Liu is very concerned about your diet. Now that you are injured, she even specifically asked me to make up for you for dinner..."

Lu Hanzhi was unmoved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he said slowly: "I'll sleep for a while."

This is indirect resistance.

Sister Ying sighed in her heart, she didn't mean to disobey her, she got up and walked outside, closing the door of the ward in a low voice.

……

Lu Hanzhi never fell asleep.

The injured ankle was throbbing with pain, as if a small needle was pricking her nerves, pricking her from time to time, making her toss and turn. At this moment, she heard rustling movements around her.

Lu Hanzhi's heart shuddered when he thought of Sister Ying who had just gone out not long ago and didn't promise not to come in to disturb her again——

Did some bastard sneak in?

She opened her eyes suddenly, instead of the usual charming smile in her dark eyes, it was replaced by awe and impatience, which fell into the eyes of the visitor like a cold light coming out of its sheath.

Jiang Yue met her too cold gaze, couldn't help taking a step back, and whispered: "Did you wake up?"

Lu Hanzhi was startled, the coldness in his eyes slowly faded, and he asked lightly, "Didn't you go home?"

Jiang Yue nodded, took out the thermos from the unzipped cloth bag, and smiled at her, "I learned to make some soup while cooking, I don't know if you have dinner or not—"

"No." Lu Hanzhi replied immediately.

She looked at Jiang Yue with calm eyes, but her tone made people feel distressed: "I've been hungry for a long time."

Outside.

Carrying the soup made by other assistants and the foreign food that she just ordered, Sister Ying came in again to ask: "...?"

Jiang Yue's voice came in a bit of embarrassment: "Ah, I... I forgot to pack the food."

Sister Ying immediately decided to make up for her mistakes in work, and asked in time: "Dinner has been delivered, Mr. Lu, would you like to eat now?"

Lu Hanzhi continued calmly: "If you've been hungry for a long time, you shouldn't eat too much. I'll just drink the soup first."

Sister Ying: "..." She understood the euphemistic refusal, and left with the food in her arms, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Jiang Yue didn't notice the undercurrent of the two of them at all. Hearing Lu Hanzhi's words, she immediately unscrewed the thermos, took out the small bowl of soup inside, poured a bowl and carefully handed it to Lu Hanzhi.

Just as Lu Hanzhi was about to reach out to pick it up, he saw traces of his palm out of the corner of his eye, and then his movements hung down softly——

The gesture didn't look like a bruise, but an amputation.

Seeing her heart fall back to the bed, Jiang Yue frowned slightly, her eyes seemed to be in pain, her heart suddenly tugged, she subconsciously picked up the spoon, and asked nervously:

"How about...shall I feed you?"

Lu Hanzhi lowered his eyes, blocking the smoldering smile in his eyes.

Seeing her bowing her head and not speaking, Jiang Yue felt that she must have the self-esteem of an adult, and felt embarrassed, scooped up a spoonful of soup and blew it, and when it was brought to Lu Hanzhi's lips, he did not forget to comfort her: "This injury will heal after a week. It'll be fine, don't worry."

Lu Hanzhi nodded indifferently, tasted the taste contained in the corn rib soup, and felt his heart was sweet.

She glanced at Jiang Yue, thinking about how to lure someone into the ward to feed her for a week.

After thinking about it, she finished the soup and started to eat the apples that Jiang Yue had cut. She was stunned for a moment, subconsciously clenched her teeth, and the fleshy juice splashed onto Jiang Yue's fingers.

Lu Hanzhi bit it without thinking.

Jiang Yue instinctively wanted to smoke, but she couldn't make it through her strength, and instead felt a little pain in her fingertips.

Lu Hanzhi narrowed his eyes, and answered her calmly: "Don't waste it." While speaking, Jiang Yue's fingertips clearly felt swept by soft heat.

Jiang Yue: "...!"

Just then-

Sister Ying knocked on the door.

Lu Hanzhi reluctantly let go, and asked what was the matter, and Sister Ying answered honestly: "Mr. Weng and Sister Liu will be here in a few minutes."

Lu Hanzhi sighed softly, not wanting Jiang Yue to see Weng Yiran, so he propped himself up on the bed, preparing to hide in the bathroom for a while, seeing her getting out of bed with inconvenience, Jiang Yue really forgot what he had done just now, and insisted on helping her. Follow her in.

She allowed the other person to support her and slowly walked into the bathroom. When she closed the door, Lu Hanzhi suddenly squeezed hard to the side. Jiang Yue had no choice but to retreat, and she was pressed against the sink, her back pressed against the cold tiles. .

"Hush." ​​She whispered in Jiang Yue's ear.

Jiang Yue didn't know why, and suddenly heard the door opening outside, accompanied by the sound of men and women chatting.

Lu Hanzhi lifted her waist, and the two of them were close together, the temperature was closely transmitted, and the breath fell on Jiang Yue's ear, watching the pinna turn red little by little.

Suddenly, Lu Hanzhi bit Jiang Yue's ear, and asked softly, "Is it wet?"

Jiang Yue froze suddenly, subconsciously straightening her body.

Lu Hanzhi pulled the shirt behind her, and took it down nonchalantly: "Really, your clothes are wet."

The author has something to say:

Zhizhi, you are good or bad.

If I don’t stand fg, maybe I can see through myself earlier (lay flat)