Chapter: 1917

She got up, put the insulated lunch box back on the bedside counter, and then helped Lu Dongming to sit up.

Lu Dongming is tall and burly, although he has lost a lot of weight, he is still very heavy. He deliberately does not use his own strength, and Hai Ling will do it all.

The last time Hai Ling was injured, it took several months to fully recover.

When she was recuperating, she did not do heavy work, and her strength was not as good as before.

It took her a lot of effort to help Lu Dongming up.

Lu Dongming also felt uncomfortable.

She is not strong enough, and it is difficult for him to exert strength because of his leg pain.

At the beginning, he did not use any force on purpose, but later he wanted to sit up quickly, because it was difficult for her to help him sit up, so he quickly cooperated with her.

Mainly, he couldn't bear her closeness.

This is his favorite woman.


"Mr. Lu, will your legs hurt like this?"

Lu Dongming's face was ugly, "Why doesn't it hurt? Even if you move, it will hurt."

"I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough to lift Mr. Lu up all at once, oh, it's to help him up."

Hai Ling took a few breaths, then pulled up the bedside barrier from the end of the bed, then set up the small table for the patient to eat, and then put the insulated lunch box on the small table.

"Mr. Lu, try this soup to see if it suits you."

Lu Dongming said lightly: "I have a spoon, help me find the spoon."

Hai Ling let out a cry.

When she was looking for a bowl just now, she saw a spoon.

After finding the spoon and cleaning it, he handed the spoon to him.

After tossing for so long, Lu Dongming felt hungry.

But he still said with a cold face: "I've finished my soup, you go out for me right away."

"Well, I'll go out." Click.

"Mr. Lu, drink the soup quickly, while it's hot, it won't taste good after a while when it gets cold, and you'll have diarrhea after drinking it."

Hai Ling urged him to drink the soup quickly.

I have lost so much weight, I have to make up for it.

When Lu Dongming started to drink the soup, Hai Ling said gently: "Boss Lu, we are all concerned about you, not to see you in distress, your injury will recover, the doctor said you can recover as usual, you You can�t give up on yourself.�

Lu Dongming looked up at her, and said coldly: "If you talk again, I won't drink soup."

"Okay, okay, I won't say, you drink, you drink slowly."

Lu Dongming bowed his head and drank the soup again.

I don't know if it's because he is too hungry, or the soup she made is delicious. JrNovels.com