“It was a moment, and I kept kicking the sycamel tree with my feet.”In the most consistent way of Josong, Liu Zisu told a lie to Baihua.

"Well, he has an old leg injury, son Sue, you take care of him, don't let him hurt again."

“Okay, don’t worry.”

In the hallway of the hospital, Liu Zisu hung up the birch phone.Looking at the operating room, Josson was still inside.

She didn't want the birch to know, because then there was a mess between the two of them.Liu Zisu knew that Baihua no longer had the qualifications to be capricious.Now she really needs Liu Feng's help.

As for the Josong side, Liu Zisu is confident that he can still take care of it.That night, she didn’t inform anyone.

At two o'clock in the morning, the door of the operation opened.Due to the effect of the drug, Choson was in a coma.Fortunately, the doctor of the main knife told Liu Zisu that the operation was very successful.

“Is your boyfriend an athlete?”

“Dr. Ang, is it really okay?”

“Anything, retire!Take good care of it, and it will be fine to walk normally.”In general, ligament injury restriction is not a lot of exercise.

Liu Zisu is also relieved, because Josson rarely plays football.After thanking the doctor, she accompanied the sleeping Josson in the ward.

The face was pale, and sometimes frowned in a coma.Liu Zisu did not know whether he was suffering from his legs or suffering for birch.

"Little bastard, you can't make me happy."

“It’s hard for you, and it’s not easy for the bacon.Now you have drawn the end.”

"Like you said, love is enough."

“Go to sleep!I'll be with you."

Speaking to himself, Liu Zisu, who had finished a few words, lay next to Josson and slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Chen Jing took the sample wine sent by the winery and came to Josson's office.This is KA-specific, Xu Lin finally decided to give Qiao Song decision.It’s 10 a.m., so why haven’t you come to work yet?

“Han Xin, where is Josson?”

"I don't know, I didn't come in the morning."

Even if you can't find the Josong people, you don't answer the phone there, which makes Chen Jing have a little worry.Is it Joss... hey!Eighty-nine of them were playing with the girl.

Aung, indeed.Jossun is with a beautiful girl, playing a different kind of game.

"Son Sue, I beg you, let me go to the urinating bubble myself."

“Are you afraid of seeing chickens?”

“...”

Josong, who wanted to cry without tears, watched Liu Zisu hold a night pot in front of his hospital bed.To be honest, being stared at by women like this, can't pee out!

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Then in front of Josun, Liu Zisu whistled.Jossong suffocated, his face a little red.It would be fucking embarrassing.

Two minutes later, Liu Zisu, who was with a little tingling in the night pot, looked at Josong's chickens, and was impatient.

In fact, it is not Josong who is shy, but the strength of the anesthetic has not yet passed, and the lower body is not controlled by his brain.

"I'll ask the pretty nurse to come and put a urinary tube on you."

“Son, no.”

“What, then, suffocate?”

"I'd rather die than put in the urinary tube."

“...”

This is the second time Josson has had surgery, and the last time there was no friend or relative to take care of him, it was the urinary tube inserted.That taste, Josson killed did not want to experience the second time.

“Son, I beg of you, don’t do that.The feeling of intubating the tube is hard.”

“Josson...”

"Well, I'm not crying, why do you want to cry."

"Why didn't you tell me the first time you had surgery?"Speaking, there was another pain in her heart, and she threw down the night pot and hugged Josson again.

Liu Zi soda in the heart, really hurt him.At this time, she had a warm hug, and also let Josson's whole person's nerves relax.

And then... pissed off.

Josson...

Liu Zisu: “Josong, I will fuck you Master!”

“Son Sue, I’m hurt, can you not kill me?”

“To be sick, to kill.”This will be Liu Zisu, really want to strangle Josson alive.This bastard is...

Or to kill.

On the first day after Josson’s surgery, Liu Zisu did not inform anyone.After taking a leave of absence from the unit, start taking care of Josson alone.

To be honest, there’s a lot of shit going on with this little bastard.They are obviously lying in the hospital bed, they need to drink for a while, and they have to eat on the plate for a while.

Liu Zisu certainly liked to love Qiaosong, but her irritated temper was not fake.

“Your father, do you treat me as a sister or as a nurse?”

“A daughter-in-law can’t.”

"No, if I were a daughter-in-law, I'd be holding you off for a divorce."

While talking, Liu Zisu also fed a spoonful of rice soup into Josun’s mouth.Damn, do you have to eat at this time?

He was not afraid of being inflamed by the heat, and Liu Zisu did not want to add trouble to himself.After surgery, the most suitable for light, nutritious food, millet porridge is the most appropriate.

"I don't like to eat porridge, you know."

“Damn, you’re sick now, do you have a say?”

"No, but I have the right not to open my mouth."

“Oh!“Shall I feed you with my mouth?”

Listening to this stimulus, Jossong leaned on the edge of the bed and nodded his head hard.If Su Su really wanted to do so, he would definitely drink two bowls of porridge.

Then he looked at Zi Su and put a spoonful of millet porridge into his mouth.Josson opened his mouth when he closed his eyes with anticipation.

The rice porridge in her mouth will be very sweet!

And Liu Zisu, who had dark luck on the other side, was ready to touch the face of the bastard.

Today he was too much, even the scoundrel, and still fucking urinating in bed.Just asked the nurse to clean up, son Sue that shame!

Even if he sprays his face with porridge, it is also deserved.Just . . .

Josson, who has been laughing and making nonsense, must have a lot of pain in his heart.This guy, as before, likes to break everything and swallow it in his own stomach instead of passing the sadness on to others.

Joss, my little bastard.Thinking of these Liu Zisu, he handed his lips to the mouth of Qiaosong and sent the rice porridge inside.

“Do you like it?”

“Hmm.”

“Do you want more?”

“I want to.”

After a simple and warm dialogue, Liu Zisu once again sent rice porridge into his mouth, and then passed it to Choson.

I don't know when, Josong swallowed no longer rice porridge, and Liu Zisu's mouth, that sweet mouth.

Little bastard Jossong, I think the hospital is fine.Because of the feeling of being taken care of by Liu Zisu, I am very happy.

"If you stay like this, I'll drive you crazy."

“What’s the matter, Sue?”

"I'm a woman, and my body needs me."

“Ha!Look at me, you just did that, there's no body's reaction."Speaking, Jossong also took the initiative to pull up the quilt.As he said, there’s softness there.

Nima!This drug is not a little hard, so I still have no intuition, it should not be...

“ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMy family is loose, won’t I raise it later?”