Qiao An looked at Mu Jinnian and frowned, and said softly, "You have wounds on your hands."

Mu Jinnian carried her to the bed, put her down, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over her body.

Joan tore off the quilt and said, "I'm not cold."

She just took a shower, and instead of feeling cold, she felt a little stuffy.

Joan sat on the bed, her slender legs crossed together, and the white shirt on her body could just cover her spring light.

Mu Jinnian handed the hot porridge in the bowl to Qiao An, "Drink some porridge and wait until dawn. If you still feel unwell, I'll take you to the hospital."

Qiao An glanced outside the window where the morning light had not yet dawned, and asked, "It's not yet dawn, where did you get the porridge?"

Mu Jinnian put the spoon in the porridge bowl and said, "I drove out to buy it while you were taking a shower."

Hearing this, Joan looked at the white gauze wrapped around his arm and said, "It's too dangerous to drive out with your hand injured."

Mu Jinnian looked at the steaming porridge and said, "You have had a fever all night, and now the fever has just subsided, you need to eat some porridge to refresh yourself."

"Thank you." Joan pursed her lips tightly, remembering that her father and mother took care of her so carefully when she was sick and had a fever, and she felt a wave of uneasiness in her heart.

Mu Jinnian looked at Qiao An in a daze. She always showed such a confused look in front of him, which always aroused the pity and love in his heart.

It is said that people who love to be in a daze have another pure world in their hearts. Mu Jinnian feels that not only the world in Qiao An's heart is pure, but also the world in her reality is also pure now.

Reaching out his hand to touch her wet hair lovingly, he said, "Eat it!"

Qiao An was holding the steaming porridge bowl, and the steam fogged her black eyes.

A layer of tear mist wrapped her black eyes, she nodded, lowered her eyes to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, and put it in her mouth.

This white porridge tasted tasteless, and she was in a bad mood, which made it even more difficult to swallow.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he raised his head and said to Mu Jinnian who was beside him, "I won't eat."

Standing there with a straight figure, Mu Jinnian heard Joann say that he didn't want to eat, so he lowered his head, just in time to meet Joanna's painful black eyes.

Qiao An sat there, raised her head, and looked at Mu Jinnian like a child who was arguing with adults.

Mu Jinnian felt sorry for Qiao An, and when he heard her say no to eating, he also obeyed her and said, "If you don't eat it, don't eat it!"

Qiao An's hair was half-dried. Mu Jinnian just went to find the blower but couldn't find it. Later, he called Niu Mingyang.

Niu Mingyang said that he didn't know either, and he wanted to ask the cleaning lady here.

Just as Mu Jinnian finished speaking, his aunt called.

She said that she kept the hair dryer in the cloakroom, in a drawer by the window.

Mu Jinnian heard that the hair dryer was in the cloakroom, so he hung up the phone and went to the cloakroom.

He took out the hair dryer from the drawer, walked back to the bed, and plugged the hair dryer into the outlet beside the bed to blow dry Joan's hair.

Joan immediately stopped when she saw it, "I'll blow it in the bathroom, it will make my hair fall out."

While speaking, Qiao An got up from the bed, reached out to grasp Mu Jinnian's hand that was about to insert the hair dryer into the socket.

The small hand wraps the big hand, and the soft touch makes a weak electric current flow from the back of the hand into Mu Jinnian's palm.

Mu Jinnian was stunned, as if he had this feeling before.

Qiao An watched Mu Jinnian staring at her all the time, she said, "Give me this, I'll go to the bathroom to dry my hair."

When Mu Jinnian heard Qiao An's voice, he let go.

She took the hair dryer and walked to the bathroom.

Unable to calm down, Mu Jinnian went to the terrace with a cigarette and a lighter.

Pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, with a gloomy expression, took out the lighter and lit it, took a puff, took it out and held it in his hand, and never put it in his mouth again .

Leaning against the wall of the balcony, staring at a certain place in the distance in a daze, the scene just now was like what happened when he met He Chuxia in the United States six years ago.

At that time, he was treating eye diseases in the United States, and He Chuxia happened to go to that hospital as a volunteer.

He clearly remembered that because he had to go to the bathroom that day, the person who took care of him was not there. He got up from the bed and almost hit the table in the house. It was He Chuxia who reached out to hold his hand and helped him into the bathroom.

Those gloomy days were extremely painful for a proud person like Mu Jinnian, a past that Changsheng was unwilling to recall.

That year was the lowest point in Mu Jinnian's life, and it was also the happiest year for him.

The pain was due to eye disease, and suddenly his world was dark. Happiness was the first time in so many years that he met a girl who could make his heart beat.

He Chuxia, Mu Jinnian repeated the name repeatedly.

At that time, He Chuxia accompanied him for a month, lighting another light in his dark life, but now he seems to be getting farther and farther away from He Chuxia.

He is a rational person, and he can't repay his favor with marriage just because He Chuxia once gave him hope.

Looking at the ashes that were about to burn out, Mu Jinnian put the cigarette in the flowerpot and extinguished it.

Turning around and entering the room, he saw Qiao An sitting on the bed in a daze again, his dark eyes dull.

Walking up to her, he said softly, "Let me contact you. Last time you had a fever, Zhang Ke, who saw you at the doctor, took you to the hospital for a checkup?"

Hearing the word hospital, Joan shook his head like a rattle, "No."

Qiao An has a stubborn personality, and Mu Jinnian has also noticed it in these few contacts.

If it's other things, Mu Jinnian will definitely let her temper go, but this is a major matter related to health, he can't let her temper go.

"Go for a checkup. You are always sick and have a fever. If there is no problem with the checkup, you can feel at ease. Otherwise, you will always be in fear." Mu Jinnian persuaded.

Qiao An knew that she was not sick, it was just that after returning, she had no clue about these things and was under too much pressure.

Looking at Mu Jinnian who was worried about her, she said, "I am in the United States, and I have had regular checkups. There is really nothing wrong with my body, so you don't have to worry."

When Mu Jinnian heard her words, even though she didn't go to check, he still couldn't feel relieved, but she insisted on not going, and he couldn't force her.

"If you feel unwell, you must go to the hospital." He told her repeatedly like a long-winded old woman.

"Okay." She raised her head and smiled at him.

Those godless black eyes suddenly became dazzling like fireworks blooming.

Mu Jinnian lay back on the ground again, and said, "Sleep for a while."

Qiao An shook her head, "Don't sleep anymore, it will be dawn in a while, and I have to go to work in the company today, so I can't take care of you."

There was a deep apology in Qiao An's words. When Mu Jinnian heard her say that she was going to work, she said seriously, "I was sick and went to work. Did you sell it to HK?"

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