Chapter 983: Riding the wind to ask the moon-there will be danger (68)

Zuo Yue fell asleep in a daze, vaguely as if someone's hand was touching her hand, and it seemed that something cold was rubbing her forehead and face.
She kept getting a high fever repeatedly, and sighed comfortably because of the cold feeling on her forehead, and slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was Xu Chengfeng who was personally helping her keep cooling down physically with an ice pack.
He was leaning over the hospital bed, very close to her. Xia Xi could smell the good smell on his body. She was stunned and didn't move, letting Xu Chengfeng pass the ice pack on her face and forehead.
Until Xu Chengfeng’s eyes fell on her already opened eyes, she only looked at each other for a moment, and then she retracted her ice pack and her gaze, got up and walked away, and said calmly,
The fever has been repeated, even though it’s already in the infusion bottle. I put fever-reducing medicine, but I'm afraid you will become a fool."
As he spoke, he put the ice bag in his hand aside to explain what he had just done.
Obviously she still cares about her, but she just wants to be cold.
Zuo Yue turned his head to look at him, and after watching for a long time, he suddenly whispered: "Uncle..."
Hearing a softening trend in Zuo Yue's tone, and no longer being so tit-for-tat with him, Xu Chengfeng glanced back at her: "Say."
"You and the woman named Chries..." Zuo Yue had a very low voice and a very low voice when she spoke, but because of her weakness and guilty conscience, she still sounded soft when she said it.
Before she could finish her words, Xu Chengfeng frowned slowly.
"What is your relationship? Is she really your girlfriend?" Zuo Yue finally asked, after asking, carefully watching all his expressions and movements.
"What's the relationship..." Xu Chengfeng repeated her words in a cold voice, before taking a light look at her: "No matter what our relationship is, is it related to you?"
Zuo Yue's expression was startled, but her eyes darkened for an instant, but when she thought about it, she still looked at him unwillingly: "If she really is your girlfriend, but she doesn't look like it, you don't Talking on the phone every day, except occasionally going out together, not very close..."
Xu Chengfeng looked at her with a serious expression: "Zuo Yue, this is not a problem you should be concerned about."
"Of course I care. If you don't have a girlfriend, my younger uncle will still be my own." Zuo Yue muttered in a low voice, with indulgence and willfulness in her voice.
Anyway, she is sick and hospitalized now, no matter whether he is angry or not, she won't leave her behind. At this time, she doesn't daringly behave a little bit coquettishly. Should he wait for him to throw her down and turn away?
Xu Chengfeng took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "Honesty in the hospital to recover, don't think about those who don't, whether I have a girlfriend or not, I am your uncle, but you are not alone."
Zuo Yue ignored what he said afterwards, and only smiled: "So Chries is not your girlfriend, right?"
Xu Chengfeng was about to say yes, but Zuo Yue suddenly said: "Uncle, a man like you, if a woman is your girlfriend and is the woman you identify, you will definitely not be as silent as before. Hesitate, so the relationship between her and you is definitely not what I thought before..."
Xu Chengfeng suddenly interrupted her with a cold voice, "What do you want to eat?"
Zuo Yue saw that he was really going to be annoyed by her, and if she continued to talk about it, she would really stop paying attention to her.
But Zuo Yue grinned and said coquettishly: "I want to eat curry chicken..."
"No, too greasy."
"..." Zuo Yue immediately buried her face in the quilt, knowing that eating in the hospital now can't be willful, and muttered, "Whatever."
Seeing her look of self-defeating because she couldn't eat what she wanted, Xu Chengfeng only watched for a moment, then got up and went out.
Not long after, people from nearby hotels delivered rich and nutritious meals, but they were mostly light.
She knew that even if the little uncle saw that she was upset, she wouldn't follow her temper.
Zuo Yue sat on the hospital bed and looked at the rich and nutritious meals placed on the table. Although they looked delicious, they knew that they were too weak to be weak. She suddenly said in a melancholy, "Uncle, wait. Can you make me something delicious after I leave the hospital?"
"We'll talk about it when you leave the hospital."
"Why are you so perfunctory?" Zuo Yue turned to look at him: "I think it is natural when you prepare breakfast for me, so you should make other foods, right?"
"Eat first, and what happens after you get better, wait until you get better." Xu Chengfeng didn't talk nonsense with her, and directly put the tableware in front of her, beckoning her to eat quickly.
Zuo Yue snorted, was about to pick up the tableware, but glanced at the Chinese-style vegetable porridge in the bowl in front of him, suddenly leaned back, and said in a deliberately long voice, "You feed me--"
Xu Chengfeng didn't seem to hear it, ignored her, turned around and picked up the stack of papers on the sofa to look at it.
"Uncle I don't have the strength, you feed me..." Zuo Yue still acted like a baby regardless, her voice was long and soft.
Xu Chengfeng suddenly threw the file in his hand on the sofa, rolled his eyes to the outside of the window, and when he turned to look at Zuo Yue, he was about to go wild when he saw Zuo Yue pitifully raising his hand full of needles. Eyebrow knotted.
Zuo Yue blinked at him innocently. Seeing that he didn't move, she curled her mouth and reached out to pick up the spoon. However, the spoon was indeed trembling in her hand. It was not her intention, but she really didn't have much strength.
High fever, pneumonia, even if the disease is not fatal, how uncomfortable it is, only those who have experienced it will know.
Seeing that she was struggling to eat a porridge, Xu Chengfeng finally walked over, grabbed the spoon and bowl from her hand, and sat on the side of the hospital bed with a cold expression: "Open your mouth."
"Ah." Zuo Yue smiled and opened her mouth directly to him, and she shook her cute little tongue twice at him.
Xu Chengfeng just pretended not to see, and while feeding her wrinkles, he said, "I will go back to Russia for a while after you are discharged from the hospital. The return date is uncertain. You can take care of yourself in Boston. Don't be willful and faint at home. People can save you."
Zuo Yue was about to continue to drink porridge and froze: "Is it busy with the KR Group when I return to Russia or... the other side?"
Xu Chengfeng continued to feed her porridge without answering.
Zuo Yue asked again: "Will there be danger? Will you come back safely?"
Xu Chengfeng paused with his hand on the side of the congee night, and looked at her with a calm expression and no extra feelings: "Life is impermanent, don't rely too much on anyone. I will only take care of you here for a few years. You don't have to treat me So reluctant to leave."
Zuo Yue didn't seem to hear his unfeeling words. Suddenly he raised his hand and put it on his arm, grasped it carefully, and asked persistently, "Is there any danger..."