Lin Yixiang has naturally seen a lot of women with He Jiayin's appearance, so he never thought much of her.

But now I saw her lying on the hospital bed, her palm-sized face as pale as paper, looking pitiful.

Lin Yixiang felt like he was being rubbed hard by something.

Very distressed.

The nature of a man wanting to protect a woman emerges.

However, he couldn't say anything, not even have an expression.

Because this woman is my brother's wife.

But he was so stupid that he secretly came to her ward just to take advantage of this opportunity to stay alone with her for a while.

He Jiayin didn't see anyone answering, so he had to open his heavy eyelids and blink several times before he saw clearly that the person coming was Lin Yixiang.

"It's you..." He Jiayin struggled to sit up.

Lin Yixiang ran to the bedside in two or three steps, put the things in his hands on the bedside cabinet, and pressed He Jiayin's shoulders: "Don't get up."

He Jiayin had no choice but to lie back down again.

Lin Yixiang's hand was still on her shoulder, and she turned her head to look at his hand.

Lin Yixiang let go in embarrassment.

"Well, Kawako asked me to bring you something to eat." Lin Yixiang opened the medicinal meal he had carefully prepared.

In the name of Mu Zechuan, this is the best. He Jiayin can eat it with peace of mind, and he, as long as she eats it, he will be satisfied.

Seeing that Mu Zechuan didn't come, He Jiayin couldn't help but become anxious: "Why didn't he come? How is Bingbing?"

Lin Yixiang carefully poured the medicinal porridge into a bowl, and then wanted to help He Jiayin lean on the bedside.

But He Jiayin was afraid of trouble him, so she quickly said: "I can do it myself."

Lin Yixiang couldn't help but stand and watch He Jiayin slowly sit up on his own.

This woman can really show off her strength. Even though her body is so weak, she still volunteers to draw blood!

After watching her sit firmly, Lin Yixiang gave her the bowl. He was afraid that she would not have the strength to hold it, so he held it on the bottom of the bowl with one hand.

He Jiayin took a sip and frowned slightly.

Lin Yixiang knows how unpalatable this kind of medicinal porridge is. When he had six broken ribs in a car accident, he drank this kind of medicinal porridge for more than half a year.

"It's a bit unpleasant to drink, isn't it?" Lin Yixiang tried his best to keep his expression as normal as possible: "But you have to keep drinking it. After drinking this kind of blood and qi, your body will recover quickly."

When He Jiayin heard what he said was so serious, she believed it and drank the porridge in the bowl in a few mouthfuls.

She can't stay weak like this all the time, otherwise, Mu Zechuan will be worried.

Seeing that she had finished the porridge, Lin Yixiang took out another thermos cup and poured a bowl of angelica and mutton soup from it.

He Jiayin took it, smelled it, and frowned slightly.

Lin Yixiang did not miss this little trick and asked: "What? You don't like eating mutton?"

He Jiayin nodded. She couldn't stand the smell of mutton and would never eat it.

Lin Yixiang raised his eyebrows: "You are so big, but you are still picky about food!"

He Jiayin didn't expect Lin Yixiang to say that to her, so she felt a little embarrassed and blushed.

Lin Yixiang saw that He Jiayin's pale face finally had some color and smiled: "What should we do? This mutton soup is the most nourishing. If you want to get better quickly, you should eat more."

"Really?"

"real!"

As soon as He Jiayin heard what he said, she took a mouthful of mutton and put it into her mouth. Although she disliked the taste, she still chewed it for many times before swallowing it.

Lin Yixiang didn't expect He Jiayin to be so easy to deceive. She believed everything he said casually. Seeing her painfully swallowing the mutton, he couldn't bear it. He took the bowl from her hand and gave her a bowl of longan, lotus seeds and tremella porridge:

"Drink this, you'll get angry if you eat too much mutton."

He Jiayin clearly remembered that he just said he wanted to eat more, but now he wouldn't let her eat.

But she didn't say anything, so she ate the lotus seed porridge in silence.

I feel almost full after eating. Although my head is still dizzy, my body finally has some strength.

"Mr. Lin, thank you, sorry for bothering you."

Lin Yixiang couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard her words of thanks.

He is no one like her, so she always has to thank him for doing these things.

No matter what he did for her, she would always thank him like this.

Lin Yixiang smiled bitterly: "No need to thank me, it was Kawako who asked me to send it to you, and he also prepared these for you."

He Jiayin didn't know what else to say to Lin Yixiang.

Her impression of Lin Yixiang still remained at the time when she begged him to sign an order.

Lin Yixiang stood up and put his hands in his pants pockets: "You can have a good rest and I won't disturb you."

As soon as he took a step forward, he saw Mu Zechuan walking in.

When Mu Zechuan saw the situation in the room, it turned out that Lin Yixiang had already sent the supplements to He Jiayin and had finished eating them.

Seeing that the woman's face on the hospital bed had regained a little rosiness, he felt a little relieved.

For Lin Yixiang, a young boy, Mu Zechuan felt that whatever he did for himself was what he should do. He would also do this for Lin Yixiang, so he would not say anything grateful to Lin Yixiang and patted Lin Yixiang's shoulder.

Thanks.

He walked to He Jiayin's bedside in a few steps, sat down, and touched her head: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

He Jiayin nodded: "Much better. How is Bingbing?"

"The operation is over and I'm out of danger. But I'm still sleeping. The doctor said I won't wake up until some time later."

"We are finally out of danger," He Jiayin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the stone in his heart was put down, and he was a little full after eating just now, He Jiayin's eyelids dropped.

"Sleepy?" Mu Zechuan knew that he would be tired after drawing so much blood, so he quickly helped He Jiayin lie down.

"I'm fine, I don't want to sleep."

"You're so sleepy and you still can't sleep? Don't talk anymore! Close your eyes and let me fall asleep immediately!" Mu Zechuan returned to his domineering appearance.

He Jiayin pouted, dissatisfied. He had only recovered for a while, but how could he reveal his true colors so quickly?

"Okay, I won't yell at you anymore. You can go to sleep." Mu Zechuan's voice became much gentler.

Lin Yixiang stood at the door, looking at the harmonious appearance of the couple in the ward, and couldn't help but sigh.

He Jiayin is really a magical woman. Even a man like Mu Zechuan, in front of her, finally became a finger-wrap with a hundred steels.

Thinking of this, Lin Yixiang's heart became soft somewhere.

He turned around and left silently without saying hello.

He knew that at this time, it was best for him, a big light bulb, not to disturb others.
Chapter completed!