Yu Tian said as a matter of course: “I made it. Master Wang said that you didn’t have breakfast. It’s noon now, and patients can’t have an empty stomach.”
Ji Hefeng glanced at Yu Tian and didn’t say anything, but he stretched out his hand.
Unexpectedly, Yu Tian shrank back, looking eager to try: “I’ll feed you. Do you still have the strength?”
Ji Hefeng: “…”
“Okay, okay, I know.”
Yu Tian handed the bowl over and asked, “Brother Ji, will we disturb you here?”
Ji Hefeng said: “No.”
The hot porridge slid down his throat into his stomach. The fresh and fragrant taste made his somewhat drowsy consciousness a little clearer, and his cold body seemed to warm up.
Yu Tian got Ji Hefeng’s approval, smiled, and pulled Ji Hemiao. The two of them sat on a small carpet not far from the big bed.
Next to the small carpet, there was a small black table. The small table was roughly the same style as the overall style of the room. It was used for relaxation, but it was obvious that its owner had never used it properly because there was only a folder on the table.
Yu Tian threw the folder into the drawer, then invited Ji Hemiao to have some snacks, and also played a movie by the way. She was particularly not shy.
She knew that Ji Hefeng liked quietness, so the volume of the movie was turned down.
No one else had ever entered Ji Hefeng’s room, not even Pan Lianzhen.
He put the empty bowl of porridge on the table at the head of the bed and glanced at the two people who were huddled together and whispering to the computer screen not far away.
Ji Hemiao seemed to be angry with Yu Tian, but he didn’t dare to yell loudly, so he looked at the other person fiercely.
Yu Tian was not so polite. She raised her hand and slapped the other party’s head with her claw.
He turned his head, and the corners of his lips pulled up unconsciously.
After the movie, which lasted more than an hour, Yu Tian turned off the computer and turned to look at Ji Hefeng, who seemed to be asleep.
She quietly walked forward and looked at Ji Hefeng’s sleeping face carefully.
This man is usually very serious, with eyes like sharp knives, looking at everyone with alienation and defense. At this moment, with his eyes closed and his hair sticking to the side of his face, Ji Hefeng looked a little gentle.
However, his brows were still furrowed.
Yu Tian gently touched the other party’s face with her hand and mouthed to Ji Hemiao: “It seems that the fever has subsided.”
Ji Hemiao was relieved and left the room with the empty bowl.
Yu Tian knelt on the carpet and lay on the side of the bed, watching the handsome guy’s sleeping face up close. Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she quietly looked at Ji Hefeng’s right hand which was casually placed on the quilt.
Sure enough, she was not wrong that day.
A black and gold hand-woven bracelet hung on the bony and somewhat sickly pale wrist, hidden in the sleeve, revealing a little eye-catching red.
Yu Tian quietly straightened up and looked in the direction of the door like a thief.
Very good, Ji Hemiao didn’t come back.
She straightened up and stretched out her hand, trying to pull up Ji Hefeng’s sleeve to see if it was a tattoo.
She was on the left and the bed was very large. Yu Tian was a little impatient, so she was too lazy to stand up and go around. She just bent over and looked toward the opposite side in an exaggerated posture.
It was incredible, but she felt that someone like Ji Hefeng would not have a tattoo.
Ji Hefeng, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to have sensed something and vigilantly grasped the other person’s hand.
In fact, Ji Hefeng was now deeply trapped in a dream. He dreamed of the scene of being burned to death by fire in that life. His eyes were full of red, thick black smoke, and a pungent smell of burnt.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from above, and something collapsed…
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