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Chapter 107 The Hospital(2/2)

Zhou Nan hesitated for a moment, and logically he should go home. But Meng Chunting had just finished the operation, and Chen Xi was a child. He couldn't bear to ask him to leave Meng Chunting and his daughter back home.

"Mr. Meng, it's okay. You just finished the operation and you need someone to stay with you in bed." Zhou Nan walked over and patted Chen Xi's shoulder gently, pointing to another empty bed in the ward, "Chen Xi, go ahead.

Lie here for a while, I will accompany Mr. Meng first, and you will take my place later."

Chen Xi nodded obediently, let go of Meng Chunting's hand and climbed onto the bed next door. He fell sideways and fell asleep soon after. He even snored slightly. His fair and pink face was covered with long, long hair.

Her eyelashes flickered slightly, and a long line of saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth.

After struggling all night, she was indeed tired. After all, she was still a child.

Zhou Nan smiled hoarsely, and Meng Chunting also smiled and looked at her daughter, sighing faintly: "This child! She has never suffered hardship since she was a child!"

Zhou Nan smiled and said, "Chen Xi was very worried about you just now and cried several times."

As Zhou Nan said that, he sat on the wooden stool next to Meng Chunting's hospital bed, looked at the sling bottle that Meng Chunting had lost, and said, "Mr. Meng, please take a rest. You have just finished the operation and are very tired. I

I'll look at the sling bottle for you, and I'll call the nurse when I'm done."

"Sorry to trouble you." Meng Chunting moved her body a little, but suddenly she frowned and let out a soft moan.

Zhou Nan subconsciously grabbed Meng Chunting's hand and asked, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The surgical wound was slightly touched inadvertently, but the slight pain was immediately replaced by another strange and complex feeling that had never been seen before.

Outside the window, the night was like water, the cold wind was howling, but in the warm spring-like ward, a gentle and elegant young man grabbed his hand and sat on the head of his bed, while his daughter was lying on another bed... something came from his hand.
Chapter completed!
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