He's a sick Cinderella

Chapter 124 [125] Forced to add more
An Yeran is already a Buddha.

She felt that she would be stuck with the number "two" for the rest of her life.

Second Military Region Hospital.

The second floor.

Ward Two, and—

Bed number two.

When he woke up, his eyes were all white.

There is also a strong smell of disinfectant invading the nasal cavity.

There was no pain on her body, and S12 protected her body well after she fell off the cliff.

Not only hers, but also Lu Xiu's.

Probably because she lost her memory a little before she fell into a coma, but now she remembered that there was someone protecting her when she fell off the cliff.

It's Lu Xiu.

No, to be precise, it should be Major General Chu.

In the blink of an eye.

The younger brother became an older brother, and his mother became a leader.

An Yeran was completely speechless.

Turning his head, An Zicheng was playing games with his back to her, wearing headphones.

Maybe it was because she was so involved in the game that she didn't even notice when she woke up.

So An Yeran picked up the pillow and hit his cousin directly on the back of the head!
"Ah!" An Zicheng was so frightened that his phone dropped to the ground!

"Sister, sister?! Are you awake?!" He said in surprise.

An Yeran looked at him expressionlessly, "Accompany the patient, how the hell are you accompanying him?!"

An Zicheng coughed twice and said, "Ahem, you can't say that, sister, I don't mean to disturb you because I see you sleeping soundly?"

An Yeran sneered.

"How many days have I slept?" She lifted the quilt and planned to go to the bathroom.

An Zicheng thought for a while and said, "No more, no less, it seems like two days if it's full!"

An Yeran: "..."

Come on.

It's fucking two again.

After coming out of the toilet, there was another person in her ward.

Shen Zhizhu.

The young man is still calm and gentle.

However, under his eyes, there were many gray halos.

Probably didn't sleep well.

The moment their eyes met, the young man suddenly embraced her in his arms.

His trembling body clearly conveyed his fear.

An Zicheng blinked in bewilderment, and immediately stepped forward to save his sister, but was stopped by the girl's eyes.

An Yeran patted the young man on the back, "Xiao Mo, I'm fine."

Shen Zhizhu didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and then let her go.

The young man wiped away the water droplets overflowing from the corners of his eyes without a trace.

"You just woke up, and your body is still very weak, please rest more." After he finished speaking, he turned and left the ward.

The moment the door was closed.

Shen Zhizhu seemed to have lost all his strength.

He supported the bench by the door and sat down slowly.

There was a bitter smile on his handsome face.

He is too cowardly.

His will is not as hard as Lu Xiu's.

Otherwise, it will not be woken up by the system.

The girl's death frightened him.

He can't bear it.

So he woke up.

However, Lu Xiu chose to stay in the virtual world.

Keep committing suicide, keep entering the next week...

The young man lowered his eyes, and there was loneliness in the dark pupils.

Small breast pocket.

Empty.

Just like his heart.

Can't find a home.

*
Not long after An Yeran lay down, the door of her room was opened again.

The man who came in had a serious expression, a stern face, and a bit of chill. Seeing it, An also shrank unconsciously under the quilt.

"Are you awake?" A deep and cold voice came from the man's mouth, and An Yeran was so frightened that he pulled his cousin over and stood in front of him.

Chu Siming sneered, "What are you hiding? Can I eat you?"

An Yeran: "You will not eat me, you will only beat me!"

Chu Siming threw An Zicheng aside and looked down at the girl, "You still understand it! How dare you go to the research institute alone without orders? Do you know that no one else is allowed to enter there?"

The tool man cousin who was thrown aside: "..."

An Yeran couldn't refute.

The two confronted each other for two seconds, and finally An Yeran was defeated first, obediently put his head in front of Chu Siming, "Tap the hammer lightly, just woke up, my brain can't stand the beating."

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes as if she was dead.

Chu Siming snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and moved his rough hand directly towards the girl's head.

However, the palm wind stopped suddenly when it was two centimeters away from the girl's head.

The big hand gently patted her on the head.

"Smelly girl, it's good when you wake up." After finishing speaking, the man raised his head coldly, straightened his clothes, turned and left.

An Yeran, who was a little confused, blinked, staring blankly at the man's leaving back, a little sweetness suddenly appeared in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked.

An Zicheng patted the ashes on his clothes, and walked to the bed again, "I told you, Lieutenant General Chu actually likes you quite a bit. Although he will beat you, he cares more about you."

An Yeran said, "I know."

Just as he was about to help his cousin peel a piece of fruit to eat, his cousin's cell phone rang suddenly. He could only put down the knife in his hand, smiled apologetically at his sister, and ran out of the room.

An Zicheng walked to an empty corner and connected the phone, "What's wrong?"

"Major An, is Professor Shen with you?!"

An Zicheng frowned slightly, "No, he just left."

The person over there said: "My God, what can I do?!"

"What happened?" An Zicheng's tone couldn't help becoming serious.

The man over there swallowed, and said: "The instrument is broken, it stopped working suddenly, no matter how you restart it, it's useless!"

In one sentence, An Zicheng was stunned for two seconds.

He suddenly turned around and rushed up the stairs, running towards the fifth floor, even forgetting to take the elevator!
After he left, there was a sudden "ding dong" from the elevator next to him.

Then, a young man in a light blue hospital gown walked out of it.

The young man's complexion is a little pale, but his facial features are very delicate and well-behaved, he looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

His hair is brown, which makes his skin white, and the thin bangs on his forehead are a bit messy, but it doesn't affect his beauty in the slightest.

The most touching thing is the pair of cold and deep pupils under his bangs, as long as he meets them, he can't help but indulge in them.

He was so good-looking that some patients passing by couldn't help but look sideways.

Youth are very purposeful.

He leaned on the cold wall and walked slowly.

Until, walking to a closed ward.

*
After An Zicheng left, the pear and the knife were left alone on the bedside table.

An Yeran picked up the knife, looked at the fruit in his hand, and gestured left and right, feeling a little hesitant to do so.

because.

She can't peel fruit at all.

In the past, she just washed it with water and ate it directly.

But she didn't want to get out of bed right now, not at all.

After gesturing for a long time, she finally threw the knife back to the bedside table, opened her mouth, and was about to gnaw it straight away.

However, the moment she opened her mouth, her door was gently opened.

An Yeran was taken aback, and turned his head.

exactly.

Eyes met with the young man outside the door.

　Forced to add more! ! ! !

　　I cried.

　　There is no love in life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)