The 99th Divorce

"Huh." Li Sicheng took two pillows and placed them behind Su Qianci to make her lie down more comfortably. Then she turned to serve her porridge.

Su Qianci hugged her quilt, her eyes could not stop being hot, and she burst into tears.

Looking at his figure, his heart was cruelly pulled.

Li Sicheng has never been so kind to anyone, even Grandpa has never enjoyed his treatment.

He loves her.

However, she can't afford it.

"Li Sicheng." Su Qianci bit the quilt and yelled.

Li Sicheng didn't look back and responded: "Huh?"

The voice was upturned, with a deep euphoria for the rest of the life.

Su Qianci heard his joy, even hugged the quilt tightly, and shouted again: "Li Sicheng ..."

"Huh." Li Sicheng glanced back at her and found that she had already burst into tears and looked at herself with red eyes.

Walking over the hot porridge, Li Sicheng gently placed it on the table, and said in a soft voice: "It's okay, don't cry." Then, she stretched out her hands and wiped her tears like before .

Su Qianci avoided her and buried her head in the quilt. All her tears fell into the quilt.

He thought that she was afraid later.

But no, she is not afraid of this, not ...

"Come on, eat some porridge." Li Sicheng reached out and gently raised her face, scooped up a porridge, and delivered it to her mouth.

Su Qianci opened her mouth and drank gently.

Su Qianqin's appetite is very bad after the fever has just dropped.

It took more than ten minutes to finish the bowl of porridge.

Li Sicheng didn't have any impatience, so she couldn't help but give her another bowl and forced her to eat.

The second bowl of Su Qianci forced himself to take two bites, but in the end he couldn't eat it anymore. Li Sicheng stopped and put it aside.

"I'm going to the toilet."

"Huh." Li Sicheng picked up the down jacket brought to her by the side, put it on gently for her, then lifted the quilt, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the bathroom.

This is a single VIP ward with a separate toilet.

After Su Qianci drained her body of water in the toilet, she opened the door and Li Sicheng directly picked her up and walked back.

"I haven't washed my hands ..."

"Don't get wet, there are wet tissues." Li Sicheng took her back, took a pack of wet tissues, and gave her one.

Su Qianci blushed and wiped his hands slowly, "dirty ghost."

"Now you are dirty." Li Sicheng raised his eyebrows lightly, and he couldn't help crying, "You're so sorry to say me?"

Su Qianci threw the paper towel into the trash can under the bed, and his eyes fell on his forehead. "What's wrong with your head?"

"I accidentally hit it." Li Sicheng stretched out his hand to help her take off her down jacket. "Let's lie down for a while."

Su Qianci knew that he wanted to change the subject. If he didn't eat his set, he pushed him and questioned: "Is it possible to pretend like this?"

"I'm out of luck. I broke into bleeding, so I had to wrap it up." The voice was calm, and it seemed a little helpless.

Okay, barely believe it.

However, Su Qianci refused to take off his coat and said, "Rong Haiyue saved Rong Haiyue."

"Ok, I know."

"Where is he now? He was injured by a gun. Heard that he had lost too much blood and lived in the intensive care unit."

"Well, I've visited him and it's better than you."

In the end, he is a soldier, and his physical quality is many times better than that of Su Qianci.