At more than 3 p.m., Lu Xiaolai had a fever. After a set of detailed examination, he moved back to the original ward after confirming that there was no problem.

I didn't eat two meals. I only drank some porridge last night. Lu Xiaolai's cheeks were all thin. She was lying on the hospital bed, laughing pitifully at Gu canzhao beside the bed, and her dimples became more and more obvious.

Gu canzhao sat beside the hospital bed, holding her hand firmly, raised it to her lips and burned a burning kiss. He took a deep breath, but there was still a tremor in his voice.

"Lu Xiaolai, there is no more cruel woman in the world than you."

"Well, cough... I'm very kind, OK."

"You're trying to scare me to death."

Lu Xiaolai spat out his tongue and held his hand back: "I just had a long sleep. Maybe I'm going to sleep like a pig..."

"You know, lazy pig."

Lu Xiaolai complained: "well, I'm awake now."

"If you dare to sleep so long, I will not punish you."

A careful calculation, she also slept 18 hours, winter she slept two days and two nights are no problem.

Lu Xiaolai looked at Gu canzhao's face and choked this sentence back to his stomach.

I'm hungry. The taste buds are protesting.

Lu Xiaolai swallowed his saliva, pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, only showed a pair of thief's eyes and looked at him, tentatively asked: "can I have something to eat?"

"What would you like to eat?"

Lu Xiaolai pulled up some quilts again, stopped for a second and said slowly: "spicy pot."

Gu canzhao's face sank and he immediately vetoed: "no way."

"Mean."

"Wu Ma brought millet porridge in the morning. If you don't want to eat it, I'll have someone make it for you."

"I want to eat barbecue..."

Gu canzhao raised his face and looked serious: "no nonsense."

"It's too much to eat delicious food alone. I'll eat whatever you eat."

"I eat Wu Ma's porridge, do you want to eat it?"

"It's all afternoon tea. What did you have for lunch?"

Gu can Zhao looks a meal, did not answer her words.

Lu Xiaolai pulled off the quilt and opened his eyes in surprise: "you haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

He has been watching her, not a drink, not a toilet, let alone eating.

Gu can Zhao don't open eyes, lightly said: "I'm not hungry."

"I didn't eat it! What about breakfast? "

"Not hungry."

"How can I not be hungry? I'm so hungry! You really don't eat anything? "

Gu can Zhao's eyes flashed a few silk irritability: "said not hungry, don't ask this kind of no nutrition problem."

"Classmate Gu, you are such a fool!"

Gu canzhao's tone is blunt: "you are not a good thing."

"Poof Pooh." Lu Xiaolai bent his eyes with a smile and shook his hand. "I'll eat Wu Ma's porridge together."

Gu canzhao's look eased a little, and he filled the pumpkin millet porridge cooked by Wu Ma and fed it to Lu Xiaolai one by one. When she was full, he solved the rest of the porridge.

Full of food and sleep, full of spirit.

Lu Xiaolai sat up on the bed and looked through his magazine.

Gu canzhao was robbed of the magazine, and he could only sit by the bed, half propping his cheek to look at her.

The cool wind blowing in from the window dispersed Gu canzhao's anxiety and relaxed his mind.

Gu canzhao closed his eyes and breathed lightly.

Lu Xiaolai couldn't understand the technical terms in the magazine. He glanced at the bedside and then at the bedside.

Why?

Lu Xiaolai puts aside the magazine, climbs up to Gu canzhao and stares at his face.