In the ward, there was a moment of silence that made people feel uneasy.

Jing Xiaocha's eyes flashed.

In the face of Wen Jin, she quickly couldn't bear the invisible oppressive aura emitted from his body and was defeated.

Hold the notebook and slowly release your hand.

Wen Jin narrowed his eyes, took the notebook, and sat down in the chair beside him.

Seeing that Jing Xiaocha was still sitting on the bed in a daze, he stared at him blankly. He frowned and said, "Don't you lie down and rest for a while, do you still want to work?"

"No."

Jing Xiaocha retorted timidly.

Seeing Wen Jin lowering her head and starting to check for typos, she moved her body, raised the head of the bed a little, and then lay down to rest.

The atmosphere in the ward calmed down again.

Wen Jin stopped speaking and checked her typos word by word. Just like last night, some words were wrong so that he needed to connect them together to know what the correct words were.

Jing Xiaocha felt a little uneasy.

Although Wen Jin didn't ask her anything, she didn't believe that a person as smart as Wen Jin would not be able to see that her chapters tonight and last night's chapters were inconsistent.

Thinking of Wen Jin calling this afternoon, he asked her if she had written a novel on her mobile phone. Jing Xiaocha couldn't help but look at Wen Jin quietly with guilt.

Wen Jin lowered his head and stared at the notebook. His focused expression added a bit of charm that made him difficult to look away.

Jing Xiaocha looked at him reluctant to look away and kept staring at him.

I don't know if Wen Jin knew she was staring at him, but he never looked up.

The more Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin, the deeper he loved him, the deeper he felt, even if he spent his whole life silently, he would not regret it.

Although no one spoke in the ward, the atmosphere was not awkward and dull, and the air was filled with a faint warmth and tranquility.

At first glance, it looks like a beautiful picture.

In the picture, the woman is quiet and gentle, the man is gentle, elegant, focused and serious.

After half an hour, Wen Jin's face, which was buried in his notebook, finally raised his eyes, and looked at Jing Xiaocha lying on the bed with calm eyes.

Jing Xiaocha immediately smiled and asked in a pleasing manner, "Brother Wen, have you finished the inspection? Do you want to drink water? I'll pour you a glass of water."

“…”

Wen Jin didn't say anything, just looked at her.

Jing Xiaocha's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face was mixed with guilt. After two seconds, he said, "Brother Wen, I'll pour you water."

Just as she was about to get up, she heard Wen Jin's voice sounding in a deep voice, "Lying there, don't move."

"..." Jing Xiaocha had to lie back on the bed and dared not move anymore.

Wen Jin looked slightly dark and asked lightly, "How many chapters did you write on your phone today?"

Jing Xiaocha's heart was shocked by his confident tone.

Looking at Wen Jin's eyes, he said carefully, "I only wrote two thousand words. Brother Wen, don't be angry, I'm not tired of myself."

"What's so angry about me? You don't take your own body seriously, and it's your own business if your arms are disabled."

When Wen Jin said such words, it means he was already very angry.

Jing Xiaocha's face turned pale slightly, and he bit his lips lightly and looked at Wen Jin, "Brother Wen, I'm just too bored, so today I tried to see if I could type with my phone. I found that typing with my hands was too slow, and I also used voice, so I was not very tired."

“…”

Wen Jin lowered her head and opened the webpage to help her pass the chapters.

After asking her password last night, Wen Jin went straight into the background without asking her password tonight.

She just said two thousand words, but now Wen Jin opens the background and finds that she doesn't write two thousand words during the day.

His hands on the touch screen stopped, and the expression between his eyebrows became even colder.

On the hospital bed, Jing Xiaocha felt that the temperature inside the room suddenly dropped a few degrees, and a coldness came, and she subconsciously drilled into the quilt.

The same quiet atmosphere is different from the quiet and warmth just now. This time, the air in the ward seemed to be evacuated little by little, and even the breathing became unsmooth.

Wen Jin closed her notebook without saying a word.

Jing Xiaocha's lips were stammering, trying to say something, but under Wen Jin's cold expression, he did not dare to speak.

It was not until Wen Jin left the ward with his laptop that Jing Xiaocha really came to his senses, and his clear eyes opened wide in shock and looked at the door.

The door of the ward was closed, and the sound of Wen Jin leaving was heard in the corridor.

Jing Xiaocha stared at the closed door for a few seconds, and suddenly felt a layer of grievance in his heart, his nose felt sour, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She couldn't let Wen Jin leave in anger.

Jing Xiaocha ran to the door and opened the door. He saw Wen Jin had already walked to the elevator door at the other end of the corridor, and was raising his hand to press the elevator button.

"Brother Wen."

He blurted out and Jing Xiaocha trotted towards him.

Wen Jin did not look back at her, and did not even stop and stepped into the elevator. He closed the elevator door in front of Jing Xiaocha's elevator door.

Just one second away.

Jing Xiaocha watched helplessly as the elevator door closed, and Wen Jin's handsome face with anger disappeared from her sight.

Her heart felt suffocating and discomfort, and tears filled her eyes inexplicably.

The numbers on the elevator floor changed and they soon arrived at the first floor.

Jing Xiaocha knew that he couldn't catch up with Wen Jin, so he sniffled and returned to the ward in frustration.

Thinking of the look of Wen Jin looking at her just now, I felt an indescribable sadness in my heart, and tears of endurance finally burst into my eyes.

"Brother Wen, I hate you."

She accused her of angrily, even if she was wrong, he could not leave without saying a word.

Didn’t he say she was a patient?

Then why can't he be gentle and tolerant to her patient? If he was angry, he would just scold her, why would he ignore her and leave?

The more Jing Xiaocha thought about it, the more sad he felt, and the more tears flowed. Now all the grievances of these days have turned into tears.

**

Wen Jin did not go home immediately.

Sitting in the car, he looked up at the hospitalization department behind him. The scene of Jing Xiaocha cha chasing at the elevator door appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips again.

I don’t know if she will chase her down or go back to the ward.

Wen Jin was angry when she learned that Jing Xiaocha was working during the day today. He agreed that she would work for an hour a day these two days, which was an exception.

As for Jing Xiaocha's situation, you must have a good rest for the first week.

Unexpectedly, she became more and more eager to write three thousand words on her mobile phone during the day. The speed of the mobile phone was so slow that she didn't have time to rest.

If he wasn't angry, Jing Xiaocha would probably work on his mobile phone every day in the future.

However, when Wen Jin felt a little reluctant when he saw her chasing the elevator door, he stopped a little bit.

Instead of leaving ruthlessly.
Chapter completed!