Tang Ying didn’t say anything, how did he know?
It seemed that a voice told him that Tang Ying liked to eat sugar porridge when she had a bad appetite, and then he said it unconsciously.
However, Tang Ying did not react at all.
I drank white porridge in small sips, and after drinking half of it, I couldn’t eat it anymore.
Ji Liting did not force her to put the bowl aside, “Sleep for a while, if you are hungry, eat!”
Tang Ying was helped lie down and closed her eyes.
The wound really hurts so much that she doesn’t feel sleepy at all.
Seeing her frowning, Ji Liting opened his eyes again after a long time, “What’s wrong? Can’t you sleep?”
Tang Ying’s nasal voice was very loud, “It hurts!”
The voice was very soft, Ji Liting gently coaxed her, “When you survive these two days, it won’t hurt anymore!”
He had suffered such gunshot wounds before, at least he was a big man, and this pain was not taken into consideration.
But Tang Ying is different. She is a woman with such a weak body, so how can she withstand such wounds?
Touching the back of Tang Ying’s hand, “Sleep, I will be here to accompany you!”
“I can’t sleep, let’s talk!”
Sleeping with concentration will only feel that the wound is getting more and more painful. It is better to chat and divert your attention.
“Okay, what do you want to say!”
“Anything is fine, or you can read for me.”
“…”
This made Zhou Jun cry, and he had to go out to buy a book for Ji Liting.
Ji Liting only said he wanted books, but didn’t say he wanted any books, so he bought several books.