Song Shijun smiled at her.
As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person.
No matter how cold Qi ran's heart was, he wasn't that cold.
She tried to get up with her hands on both sides.
Song Shijun quickly went up to help.
She rejected him in a low voice. &Quot; no need. &Quot;
Song Shijun didn't listen to her and even teased her, " what else can you say other than 'no need'? "
He still helped her up.
Her wounds were all on her back. In order to prevent the wounds from opening up, he folded two pillows and let her gently lean on them.
It was always better to have someone help than to hold it up alone.
Some kind of emotion flashed across Qi ran's face.
Song Shijun gave her a few sips of warm water before bringing the porridge over.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, scooping up the soup with a spoon, looking like he was going to feed her.
She frowned and said, " I'll do it myself. &Quot;