My love-brained brothers spoil me to the skies

The ward is an independent suite, so it is very quiet. The smell of disinfectant hits your nose, and everything is clean and white.

He Zichen looked at Nangong Jin who was sleeping on the hospital bed, and could only try to move to the edge of the bed and sleep on his side.

He just stared at Nangong Jin without blinking, her curved eyebrows, long eyelashes, small nose, and those juicy lips.

His face suddenly turned red, and he quickly shifted his gaze and closed his eyes.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered the last time they had a broken lip.

"Damn it, am I possessed?!"

He glanced at Nangong Jin, frowned and said to himself: “Is it because spring is coming and I want to fall in love?”

In this way, He Zichen, as a patient, did not get a good rest, but Nangong Jin had a good sleep.

The next day, the housekeeper came to visit He Zichen with stewed soup.

"Fifth Young Master, is the injury serious? Ouch, I don't know if it will leave a scar!"

Then he glanced at Nangong Jin again, “Miss, get up and eat quickly!”

Nangong Jin was actually woken up by them and opened his eyes in annoyance.

"Why is it you? Grandpa Butler!"

"Miss, hurry up and drink it while it's hot,"

Nangong Jin gulped down the drink without hesitation, while He Zichen was completely ignored by them.

"Cough cough cough..."

Feelings I am transparent?

The housekeeper then noticed He Zichen and quickly poured a bowl for him: "Fifth Young Master, you drink too!"

After Nangong Jin finished drinking, he remembered that He Zichen was injured, and hurried forward to ask about his condition.

"Fifth brother, how do you feel now? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ezichen looked at the other person's face that was close to him and glanced away unnaturally.

"Hey, I'm much better now. I can go home in a few days!"

Nangong Jin was still worried, so he took his hand and checked everywhere, and was about to lift up his trouser leg.

Seeing this, Ezichen quickly covered his mouth with his hands and said in panic, "How shameless to touch a man, Nangong Jin!"

Nangong Jin felt that he was innocent, and pouting in defense: “Aren’t you my brother?”

He Zichen really wanted to blurt out no, but when he saw her expression, he couldn't bear it, so he didn't say anything to her.

"No matter what, as a girl, you have to be wary of boys, understand?"

Nangong Jin scratched his head in confusion, "Oh, no one taught me these things since I was a child, I will pay attention to them in the future!"

In fact, it is not Nangong Jin's fault. In the laissez-faire environment of her mother, Nangong Jin has always been rather carefree, so she is even more slow when it comes to love scenes between men and women.

He Zichen lost his temper immediately after hearing this, "You are tired too, go home quickly, you still have to go to school!"

Nangong Jin could only give him a few instructions, then followed the housekeeper home with reluctance in his eyes.

As soon as she got home, she quickly changed her clothes and went to school.

The class was still the same as usual, but the seat next to Nangong Jin was empty, which made her feel empty inside.

He Wenna also heard about He Zichen's injury. Seeing Nangong Jin looking listless, she took the initiative to take her to lunch.

Michelin star restaurant

"Hey, He Wenna, why do you want to eat here?"

Nangong looked closely at the high-end decorations and the empty restaurant.

"To commemorate our first meeting!"

This place is where Nangong Jin started to get into debt.

"Is He Zichen seriously injured? Why do you look so depressed?"

Nangong Jin listened to He Wenna's rare concern, and there was finally some life in his eyes.

"It's okay, I was just scared yesterday!"

He Wenna, however, had a look of disdain on her face. "He's such a weirdo, he chooses to play basketball instead of being a good young man!"

Nangong Jin didn't know why, but he felt a little depressed when he heard people gossiping about He Zichen.

"He Zichen works very hard, don't say that about him!"

"Oh, you feel bad? So he has to spend his birthday in the hospital tomorrow?"

Nangong Jin put down the knife and fork in his hand blankly, looking at He Wenna in shock.

"What did you say? Birthday? He Zichen?!"

He Wenna was interested when she saw her reaction. She held her chin and said, "Don't you know? No way!"

He Wenna seemed to have discovered a new world. Her eyes sparkled as she continued to ask, "Your family is so weird. Look, they all came to the last parents' meeting, but you didn't even know their birthdays! Hahaha!"

After hearing what she said, Nangong Jin felt more and more ashamed. It seemed that this was the case!

He Wenna suddenly asked seriously again: "Then what do you plan to give him?"

When Nangong Jin thought of this, her head started to hurt again, and she looked at He Wenna with resentment.

"How about you give me some advice?"

He Wenna seemed to have opened up a conversation. "I usually give bags, necklaces, luxury items to boys. Well, my father gives watches, ties, and so on. I don't know about the others because they are all given to me by others!"

Nangong Jin's temples twitched after hearing this. He really couldn't hold out any hope for her. This young lady had nothing but money!

"I'd better think about it myself!"

This continued until I got home from school, and I had no idea what to send.

When I got home, the housekeeper was packing the food to take to the hospital.

Nangong Jin thought about it and decided to deliver it in person, and test him to see what he liked.

When they arrived at the door of the ward, He Zichen was staying in the ward, bored and playing games there.

When he heard the door open, he didn't even look, thinking it was the housekeeper coming to deliver food.

"Grandpa Butler, just leave the food there. I'm not hungry yet. You can go back first!"

Nangong Jin ignored him, put the food in place, and walked up to him.

"I already told you I... um, why is it you?"

The impatience on He Zichen's face disappeared in an instant. For some reason, he felt very happy when he saw the other person.

Nangong Jin ordered: “Fifth brother, come and eat!”

As he said that, he pulled him towards the table.

Unusually, He Zichen did not argue with her, but just followed her quietly.

"Eat quickly, eat more and you will get better faster!"

"Well, I know!"

He Zichen simply buried his head in eating, wolfing down the food, leaving Nangong Jin standing beside him dumbfounded.

"Fifth brother, are you that hungry?"

"Ahem, didn't you say you wanted to eat more?"

He Zichen had a face full of resentment, so Nangong Jin quickly poured him some soup.

"Then there's no need to eat so quickly, just drink some soup first!"

He Zichen glanced at her, then gulped down the soup in one gulp. Nangong Jin couldn't help but feel a little strange. When did Fifth Brother become so easy to talk to?

"Why do you keep staring at me?"

He Zichen touched his face, looked at Nangong Jin in confusion and asked.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Jin reached out and touched his forehead, then touched his own, muttering to himself.

"Strange, you don't have a fever either. Could it be that you hit your head yesterday?"

He Zichen looked at her strange behavior and said unhappily, "I'm not sick!"

"oh?!"

Then she glanced at him and asked hesitantly, "Fifth Brother, is there anything you like?"

He Zichen suddenly coughed, "Cough, cough, cough, no, no!"

Nangong Jin didn’t get the answer he wanted, so he didn’t stay there for long. He left after he had his meal.

He Zichen felt depressed when he saw her distraught look.