"It's not really a big deal, I'm feeling fine now yah, what's the point of taking any medicine! Don't take anything!"

Suddenly hearing her say this, Wyatt shook his head, his tone soft but extremely firm, "Of course not!"

Zoey, "... Look at your face, why is it so scary?"

"Yes?"

Wyatt touched his face and hurriedly added, "No, I was a bit shocked when I heard your words, this time, since I can be hospitalized here, then be good and don't keep doing those things that make people uneasy, okay?"

"What's not to worry about? I've always been obedient, okay?"

At this point in time she had long forgotten all about the snacks she had smuggled in.

"Yes, you've been most obedient, so keep on being obedient, understand?"

She looked at him suspiciously, "I always thought ..."

He was a little uneasy, his face was composed, "Feeling what?"

Did she see that she was hiding her condition?

Then she was heard to say, "I doubt you look at it as if it were a child; hear for yourself, what difference is there between when you talk to me and when you talk to Fan?"

"That's not good? I'm spoiling you?"

So it was, he sighed in relief.

Although it wasn't a terminal illness, he still didn't want to tell her the truth, letting her think that he was just a minor ailment and would be fine after a few days of rest.

He really didn't want her face to take on a little sad look.

"No way, you're boiling a frog in warm water, you're spoiling me now, what if you get tired of me and don't want me then? You won't even care if I fall to my death then, I'd rather do it myself." She bristled, not mesmerized by his words.

"How could I, I would never do that to you in my life." He said softly.

To which she said only two words, "Huh."

Ji Huai Zhi was very depressed, other women should be very happy to hear this, right? For example, that Xie Wenwen, I think if I said this to her, she would be happy to fly up to the sky, but what's wrong with this little woman in front of me?

If you don't believe it, you despise it?

It's from his heart, OK!

"A man's words can't be believed, believing is not as good as believing that a heart sow will go up a tree!" She seemed to be afraid that he wouldn't believe it, and deliberately added another sentence.

Wyatt was furious, looking at her delicate lips like flowers, suddenly hot blooded, went forward and pounced on her on the bed, then propped his hands on her ears, looking down at her, "So you don't believe that I will be good to you? Huh?"

She blinked, suddenly feeling a little dangerous in this position, realizing that he was only propping up the upper half of his body, and the two of them were still pressed together in the lower half.

So she could feel the change in him there as well.

"You, you rascal, don't let go of me yet!" Her face couldn't help but redden as she glared at him and said.

His nasty mind came up, plus counting the time they'd gone from fighting to making up to being hospitalized before, it had been a long time indeed since the two of them had been intimate, so they were even more reluctant to let go.

He purposely moved his body so she could feel his fire and whispered, "What? You don't miss it?"

"I don't want to! You let go of me!" Her face turned even redder, weren't they talking nicely before? Why did the topic suddenly turn to such an indescribable place?

This is a hospital, the kind where people come and go, anytime they want!

He's crazy, isn't he?