Zhang Lingying: "..."
Is that really what she ant to say?
Why does it feel off, like she’s putting herself on the spot, now saying no is wrong, and saying yes is wrong too.
"I just wanted to tell you, no matter how others treat you, you need to learn to take care of yourself first. Don’t always make others worry about you."
Lu Jing’s eyes flickered, a self-mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he said, "There’s no one who cares anymore."
Zhang Lingying frowned, instinctively retorting, "How could there be no one who cares? Am I not a person? I’ve been sick with a cold all day, haven’t even eaten, and the first thing I did after waking up was to co to the hospital to see you, not to watch you give up on yourself."
"..."
"Lu Jing, I don’t know what kind of blow your mother’s death dealt you, I just want to tell you, there are many pitiful people in this world, you’re not the only one. I once thought too that after my father passed away, this world had nothing left for to hold on to, but then you appeared, even though you were so shaless, impossible to drive away, I have to admit, your appearance really helped get through a very tough ti."
"..." He had never heard Zhang Lingying say these words before.
"It’s you who taught , life is long, and if you keep going, you’ll et many people. Even if I lose my family, I can still have friends... I originally thought I could accompany you to walk out of it, but if you really think you’re fine now, then I’ll pretend I never said anything."
Zhang Lingying finished all at once, pushed his hand aside, grabbed her bag and was about to leave.
Lu Jing suddenly sprang up from the bed, hugging her from behind.
His arms were strong, holding her tightly, "Don’t leave."
Zhang Lingying’s breath was rapid, tinged with annoyance.
Suddenly being hugged tightly by Lu Jing, she couldn’t even react, just looked up towards the door; the assistant who had been shrinking in the corner had long disappeared without a trace.
In the spacious VIP hospital room, only she and Lu Jing were left.
Lu Jing rubbed his chin against her neck, like a big dog cuddling up to its owner, speaking in a particularly endearing tone, "You’ve got a cold, being angry isn’t good for your health."
"Let go first if you want to talk to , stop rubbing." Zhang Lingying struggled a bit, but couldn’t break free from his grip.
The two were too close, and she only felt a tingling on her back.
Lu Jing didn’t let go, just continued to ask, "Have you taken dicine for the cold?"
"Yes, I have." It was because she took the dicine that she could sleep through the whole day.
"For a cold, you need to drink plenty of warm water." Lu Jing lifted Zhang Lingying onto his own hospital bed, seating her and telling her not to move, then turned to pour her so water.
By the ti the cup of warm water reached Zhang Lingying’s hands, she couldn’t figure out how she ca to visit a patient but ended up being the one taken care of.
And there was Lu Jing, sitting honestly beside her with a face asking for praise, like "Did I do well?"
After drinking the water, Zhang Lingying’s anger subsided, and she reflected on her earlier unkind words to Lu Jing, pursing her lips as she tried to apologize, "What I said to you just now..."
Lu Jing: "You’re right, I deserved to be scolded."
Zhang Lingying: "..."
Lu Jing: "If you could co to the hospital every day to scold , I’m sure I’d recover very quickly."
Zhang Lingying: "......"
Now she wondered if his problem wasn’t with his stomach, but that sothing was wrong with his brain.
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