Su Nan subconsciously went to help him hold the medicine bottle. The needle on his right hand was almost falling off, and blood beads were leaking out.
His face was pale, his thin lips were tight, and he saw her shining for a moment between his eyebrows and eyes.
"Su Nan, please come in..."
He stepped back and lay back in bed.
She stood at the door, watching fuyechuan trying to hang the medicine bottle in its place. She reluctantly went to help.
Then he looked down at him.
"Mr. Fu, are you feeling better?"
Fuyechuan's eyes twinkled slightly, pulling out a smile.
"Well, much better. Haven't you caught a cold?"
Fuyechuan raised his eyes, his face was pale, and his voice was a little dumb.
His eyes, at the moment when Su Nan looked at him, were filled with a touch of sadness.
It is very intolerable.
"No."
Su Nan's heart trembled uncontrollably. Then she walked to the opposite chair and sat down as if nothing had happened.
Wu Tutu came in with a bowl of porridge and looked at the weak fuyechuan with great pain.
"Mr. Fu, you have to be strong. Miss Su was moved by tears when she knew what you had done for her. She always wanted to thank you for your help. She was deeply impressed by your mind and atmosphere. It is difficult for such an excellent man not to attract her attention!"
Su Nan frowned and looked at Wu Tu Tu without a word.
The solemn atmosphere just now was swept away.
Wu Tutu blinked, which means to ask her to cooperate and take care of the patient.
Su Nan pursed her lips and her eyes were pale.
"No, I've heard that you ordered the hot search to be withdrawn. Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Fuyechuan smiles.
Wu Tutu gives Su Nan the porridge and makes an excuse to leave immediately.
Fuyechuan looked at the bowl of porridge and stretched out his hand with a needle. His hand was still shaking.
Su Nan frowned faintly. He looked calm and calm, and his eyes were looking forward to it.
She looked at Fu YeChuan, the cold and indifferent general manager Fu, who was covered with a layer of vulnerability and helplessness.
Her heart suddenly softened, after all, because of her injury.
He picked up the bowl of porridge and handed it to him. There was a spoon in it. He could eat it by himself.
This was already her greatest patience.
Fuyechuan looked at her calmly, raised his other hand, and the eye of the needle was clearly visible.
The other hand, too, was shaking.
"This hand is weak."
He suffered a lot on this day.
Su Nanmo took back his bowl after a few seconds.
Just when fuyechuan thought she was going to feed him with a spoon in another hand, he suddenly heard her shout out:
"Chang Li -"
The air was silent for a few seconds and solidified.
Fuyechuan's face was slightly stiff.
His chest jumped and he suddenly understood what she was going to do?
No, absolutely not!
He would rather starve to death!
But the next second, Chang Li appeared in front of him.
"Madam, what can I do for you?"
His appearance was as fierce and indifferent as ever.
A soulless bodyguard.
Su Nan handed him the porridge in his hand. "Come and feed Fu Zong porridge for me."
What she said came naturally.
Chang Li's eyebrows were tangled with each other. It seemed that he was also very reluctant to do the job, but he couldn't help following the eldest lady's instructions.
Besides, taking advantage of him is better than taking advantage of the eldest lady!
"Yes!"
He replied firmly and loudly, with the determination to die.
But before he reached the position where Sunan had just sat, fuyechuan took the porridge with a dark face and drank it with his head up without hesitation.
The long and narrow eyes were cold and seemed angry.