The president sent me food

"It's not good for you to know so much, and wait for me to scold you a little more?" Although Xi Muchen said so, his expression was not so fierce, and he didn't intend to leave at all.

Si Huang grabbed his hand and rubbed it on his face, "I don't think I have any strength, and I'm really hungry, tell me how long did I sleep?"

Xi Muchen sighed, there was nothing he could do with Si Huang like this, he took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to him, "Look for yourself."

When Si Huang saw the date displayed on the phone, he was taken aback. When he got excited, he touched the wound on his head again, grinning his teeth in pain.

It made Xi Muchen angry and funny, and even more distressed.

He took a pillow to support the back of his neck and said, "Don't look at it, it's not that you're hungry, I'll ask the doctor if he can get you something to eat."

"But I... don't want you to go." Si Huang looked directly into Xi Muchen's eyes, not wanting to hide his feelings anymore.

Now that I am injured, I am a fragile existence, so I shouldn't be suspected if I act coquettishly and show coquettishness, right?

Si Huang thought to himself.

"I'm not leaving." Xi Muchen felt a little guilty after being stared at, he stretched out his hand to cover his expression, raised his hand and rang the bell calling for a doctor on the hospital bed.

Soon the doctor and nurse arrived, and a series of examinations followed. Fortunately, Xi Muchen didn't leave during this process, and stayed by Si Huang's side all the time.

Si Huang kept following Xi Muchen for fear that he would sneak away while he was not paying attention.

Xi Muchen turned his gaze away several times, but for some reason, he turned back unconsciously.

I couldn't help laughing until the end.

The country D expert smiled with satisfaction after completing the inspection.

He walked to Xi Muchen's side and began to explain the next precautions.

The wound should not be infected, the diet should be light, and the situation in the brain must be checked before leaving the hospital, etc.

The nurse gave Si Huang nutritional injections and anti-inflammatory drugs, and the doctor was still talking to Xi Muchen.

Si Huang touched his ribs, he didn't seem to feel any pain, and there was nothing abnormal. Was the rib really broken?

He touched his face and arms again, but found no wounds.

Just as Si Huang stretched out his hand to untie his hospital gown, Xi Muchen came over and slapped his hand away, "I didn't see the needle hanging on the back of my hand when I fumbled around."

"I didn't fumble around, I was looking for wounds." Si Huang looked serious.

"Didn't I tell you it was on the head?" Xi Muchen grabbed his hand and put it on his head.

"Ah... ah... ah... Xi Muchen, where's my hair?" Si Huang was so shocked that his hands were shaking.

"Pfft...Han Chuan said that brother Huang is so handsome that he can choke on any hairstyle..."

Si Huang's reaction amused Xi Muchen, and the smile on his cold face was unrestrained.

Si Huang touched his bare forehead with trembling hands, and smiled with difficulty, "That's true."

Why does this narcissistic answer sound so forced.

"Well, I think it's pretty good too." Xi Muchen said with a half-clenched fist and put it to his mouth, coughing lightly, in full agreement.

"Really, don't lie to me, what about the mirror, bring me a mirror and take a picture."

Si Huang is a handsome guy, a sunny little fresh meat, the type of person who loves beauty and pays attention to his image, how can he bear his bald head.

"Tsk...you can still grow hair if you take a photo." Xi Muchen teased him.

"Little brother, please do me a favor, don't bully me, the wounded, and let me see what I look like now."

Si Huang raised his hand to cover his forehead, he couldn't bear to face Xi Muchen with his bald image.

Xi Muchen sat beside his bed, "Call again."

Si Huang couldn't care less about anything else, and said again in a soft voice, especially without integrity: "Little brother."

The screams made Xi Muchen's throat tight, and his body was a little unnatural.

"I told you to call you really, Mr. Si, what's your principle?" Xi Muchen reached out and stroked his smooth forehead, then turned around and took the phone over.

Where a big man can carry a mirror with him, he can just use his mobile phone to make do.

A pale and bloodless face, with tiny beards protruding from the corners of the mouth, a face that has not been washed in the morning, and a bald head. To be honest, this image is really not good.

Where did he get the courage to flirt with Xi Muchen just by looking like this?

Si Huang's heart sank, and he secretly went to look at Xi Muchen.

Huh... Where are people?

Xi Muchen was no longer in the ward when he looked in the mirror, so he must have been scared away by himself, right?

Si Huang wants to cry but has no tears... You come back to me, I don't want to be so ugly, can you wait until I shave and wash my face, and then tease me again?

Si Huang shouted at the top of his voice: "Xi Muchen, Xi Muchen."

"What's the matter?" Xi Muchen was so frightened by the movement that he grabbed the bathroom door and asked, "Are you scared by yourself?"

Xi Muchen turned around and wiped his hands with a towel, and walked up to Si Huang with a playful expression on his face.

"What were you doing just now? I thought you were gone?" He looked weak and aggrieved.

"Where can I go with this image?" Xi Muchen looked helpless, pointed to his clothes, and pulled his curled hair.

It was only then that Si Huang noticed that Xi Muchen, who was always clean and dignified, was wearing a wrinkled suit, and his complexion was not much better than his own. Although he was not bald, the messy hair didn't seem much better than his own.

Oh my god...why did he think he was terribly handsome just a few minutes ago...?

"Then you didn't look like this, did you just leave?" Although Si Huang knew that Xi Muchen's embarrassed look was due to him, he still couldn't help asking.

"Of course, so I'm going to wash and change clothes now, so you can lie quietly on the bed and give me a drip and then..."

"No, Xi Muchen, you just promised me that if you don't leave, you will stay with me." Si Huang frowned and said weakly.

"Didn't you just say you were hungry, and now you're not hungry anymore?" Xi Muchen looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Hungry, ah... ah... are you going to buy me something to eat?" Si Huang realized belatedly.

"Otherwise?" Xi Muchen glanced at him, and said self-consciously: "The doctor said that you have not eaten for a long time, so you should start with liquid food, which is easier to digest and nutritious. The taste bought outside is generally stronger. In the morning Let’s just make do with it, and I’ll ask Xiaoya to bring some food over here, there’s a small kitchen next to it, and we’ll make it ourselves…”

Xi Muchen is definitely not a talkative person, it is rare for him to use the second sentence when he can say clearly in one sentence, but at this time, he unknowingly said to Si Huang what he would never say at ordinary times, and he was careful Explaining, even chanting out the thoughts in my heart, it doesn't look like me at all...

By the time he realized it, it was too late to stop the sound, Si Huang had already listened to everything he needed to hear, and was looking at him happily.

Xi Muchen's face froze from being stared at, and he walked over and pressed Si Huang into the quilt, "Lie down honestly, and look around for something."

After finishing speaking, he went into the bathroom again, the cold water was rushing, and he couldn't calm down even after passing his hand and face. What's wrong with him?

Obviously there are nurses and nutritionists who are responsible for these, why does he have to worry about it himself?

Si Huang was stuffed into the quilt by Xi Muchen, and he carefully avoided his wound with seemingly brutal movements, obviously very worried, hee hee... Si Huang was very happy, and kept holding the quilt in a silly way.

Xi Muchen changed his clothes and came out, Si Huang stared at him with two eyes.

"I'm leaving." Xi Muchen said, "Call me if you have anything to do. Your mobile phone is in the drawer next to it. It should still have power."

Si Huang nodded, "Well, come back quickly."

Si Huang looks like a soft papa, like a kid in kindergarten, or the kind who is sick, and he can't bear to leave the adults for a minute.

"Yeah." Xi Muchen's eyes were a little confused, he stared blindly, and left the ward without daring to look back.

Si Huang let out a long breath, ignoring the pain from the wound on the back of his head, stretched his arms to reach the cell phone in the drawer, and quickly hung up on Han Chuan.

Han Chuan and Qin Liang made an appointment to come and see Si Huang early in the morning.

After being sent back by Xi Muchen yesterday, both of them were worried about Si Huang and had to come over to see if he was awake.

When receiving Si Huang's call, Han Chuan and Qin Liang had just walked out of the hospital parking lot.

When Han Chuan saw the phone call, his whole hand was shaking. It was Qin Liang who picked it up and picked it up: "Hey, Xiao Huang, are you awake?"

Qin Liang's first reaction was that Si Huang woke up, and it wasn't the call from Si Huang's cell phone that Xi Muchen was holding.

"Qin Liang? Where is Han Chuan? Why did you answer the phone? Let Han Chuan answer the phone."

Si Huang was a little anxious and raised his voice a little.

But that was just his wishful thinking. Even with the best nutritional needles to hang his body in a coma for such a long time, he is still much weaker than normal people. The voice doesn't have much momentum at all, and the soft sound makes people's ears numb. .

"Oh, Xiaohuang, it's really you. When did you wake up? How do you feel? What about Xi Muchen, this unreliable bastard, how can you make a phone call by yourself? Do you have any discomfort? Just wait." , Brother will come up right away, come up right away to accompany you..."

Qin Liang ran up while talking, wishing he could appear in the ward in the next second.

Han Chuan was dumbfounded, and hurried to catch up, saying while running, "Qin...Brother Qin, tell me a few words with Brother Huang."

"What are you talking about? Xiao Huang just woke up, so where does he have the strength to talk nonsense with you? If we hurry up, we will see someone."

Han Chuan was stunned by the yelling, thinking about it, it was the same reason, he didn't argue with Qin Liang, and his pace also quickened.

As soon as the two of them got into the elevator from this side, Xi Muchen got out of the elevator from the other side and missed it magnificently.

Si Huang looked at the darkened phone screen with an expression of indignation. Why did Qin Liang pick up Han Chuan's phone? What was that kid doing?

Although not very happy, but thinking that the two of them will be in the ward soon, I endured it.

Xi Muchen had greeted the nurse before going downstairs, so the nurse came in to accompany Si Huang when he was on the phone.

Si Huang is a critically ill patient who has just escaped from danger, not to mention that he lives in the most luxurious ward of the hospital, with dedicated doctors and nurses including nurses, but these people were not allowed in when Xi Muchen was there before.

[The author has something to say: Come on, let's tease again...]