Since the operation, Huo Han has been undergoing rehabilitation treatment in the hospital.

Because of the extremely unstable postoperative period, she was tortured during this period.

Taking medicine and receiving explanations from psychologists made her physically and mentally exhausted.

She said she didn't want to continue like this, but no one else allowed it.

"Mo Tingqian, I don't want to do it anymore. Can you please let me take these strange medicines?"

Now, except for sleeping, she is almost always bitter at other moments.

Dance with bitterness and make fun of it.

The man brought the medicine and looked solemn. This was not the first time Huo Han resisted. His slender fingers stretched out and the spoon was placed near her lips: "Be good, hold it in."

The woman looked at him, and her unhappy face was full of frustration and rampage.

Open your mouth, the bitter taste spreads instantly, and the face is hard to describe.

"Next time, can you put some candy for me? I'm really going to vomit."

"A good medicine is bitter, just get used to it."

Mo Tingqian fed another mouthful, "Continue."

Huo Han: "..."

"I'll do it myself."

She snatched the bowl away, watched her hold the things in her hands directly in her hands, and then swallowed them in one bite, and the taste was completely destroyed.

Huo Han's cheeks were bulging, his throat was rumbled down.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days, would I be willing?"

In an instant, all the medicine in his mouth was swallowed, "I'm willing!" the woman replied immediately.

"But I don't want to, I hope you stay until your illness is cured."

Mo Tingqian held her fingertips and pecked her gently.

The casual posture is like admiring an accessory.

Only his accessories.

"I'm going to leave the hospital now. If I stay in the hospital again, I'll go crazy."

"It's not that I don't allow you, it's that your illness doesn't allow you to mess around."

His words made her unable to refute.

"But I think I'm all right, don't I?"

Huo Han asked in a low voice, in fact, she was confused, when would she get rid of this trouble?

Now, isn't she just fine?

"No."

Mo Tingqian said the words accurately and could not tolerate others' resistance.

The feminine face appeared in the deep eyes, and his pupils were filled with arrogance and evil deeds that were bound to win.

"When Huo Han is discharged from the hospital, I hope you'd better not forget what you said before the operation."

"Mo Tingqian, what are you thinking?"

Huo Han raised his hand and raised Yang in front of him.

A curious look searched his face for the reason for his palpitations.

"I'm wondering when you will be discharged from the hospital." He said lightly.

"Isn't this a matter of your words? Who are you lying to?"

The woman laughed and laughed.

For a moment, the man's heart stopped beating.

All traces of recovery have become the most powerful evidence of self-deception.

As the evening approached, Huo Han was pushed out by Mo Tingqian for a walk. The setting sun at dusk shone on the rockery in the back garden, making it look particularly warm.

After dinner, she clamored to come out, so the man had to agree.

"This feeling is really wonderful."

Open your arms to welcome the last sunset.

The season is already early summer, and the warm wind blows on the cold faces of people, making them particularly comfortable.

He pushed her, the black Sheung shirt on his body, the neckline was slightly opened, revealing his fair wrists and beautiful lines.

His face was deep, giving people the impression of being stable and noble. Wherever he walked, people would come to see him.

"Mo Tingqian, look at it, you have attracted the little girls to like it."

Along the way, the girls walking on the road were originally sick, but after seeing him, they were not rosy.

It's simply aphrodisiac for walking.

"So, you made money."

Huo Han: "..."

The two of them walked forward. The scenery along the way was very beautiful and soft, making Huo Han unable to help but take a few photos and store them on his mobile phone.

The man watched her strange shooting and was not involved.

"Mo Tingqian, with such a beautiful scenery, let's take a selfie, right?"

The woman waved her cell phone, and there was a scent in her eyes.

"No, you can take pictures yourself."

He never likes taking pictures.

"No, are you?"

Huo Han looked at him with a smile, and the corners of his mouth rose forty-five degrees.

...

"Can you take it? Such an ugly photo makes me look like a ghost, you are so handsome!"

The straight man's photography skills will never be quite satisfactory.

For a straight man like Mr. Mo who is like Iron Man, he is even more unable to bear the torture of taking photos.

I tried it all and finally, it was better.

Facing the sunset, the two left a pretty decent photo.

"Why is my face so dark?"

"Mo Tingqian, how did you take pictures? Will you take pictures in the end?"

"I said, don't look straight in front of me, go up, go up! Oh, I'm so angry! I won't take a photo!"

The man holding the phone looked confused: "..."

The breeze blew his short and messy strands.

Under Huo Han's training, several beautiful photos were born.

"Is this the case?"

Mo Tingqian clicked on a model with an expression on her phone. As long as you put an expression on, the human face will become very cute.

Moreover, the entire face shape will change.

Huo Han smiled, "Why did you order that? The camera just now, this one has a beauty. I said, you only use beauty when taking pictures of sissy. You are a straight man. You shouldn't like using this, right?"

"What about you? You are so stinky?"

Huo Han rolled his eyes.

"Mo Tingqian, don't move. Really, this one is so tender!"

Huo Han immediately stopped Mo Tingqian into a model that looked like a little sissy on his phone, and frozen the picture.

A handsome man is handsome, and even becomes a cat with white ears on his head, he is so obedient that he is dying.

That tender look that can pinch out water, tsk.

The man glanced at it, his eyes frowned instantly, "What the hell, why did I look like that?"

Huo Han pressed to save it quietly, "Actually it looks pretty good, so tender, it looks smaller than me. It looks better!"

Every woman has an uncle and a young man in her heart, but the age difference makes the temporary limitations she wants are a little blurred.

"So, you women all like these little faces?"

Mo Tingqian looked at the photo above, his nose and eyes were completely deformed, unlike him, he was a little older...

He is not even 27.

"No, women don't like pretty faces, they like handsome little faces, ugly little faces."

“………”

One evening at dusk, the two of them took photos all the way back to the ward.

“This photo is pretty good.”

Huo Han looked through the results of the night, one by one, and the softest smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!