"Hmm~!" Li Mengjie smiled and said, "Leng Da bodyguard, so that's how it is. Hee hee, but you explained this to me and Xue Ji, is it because you care about me and Xue Ji?" Chao Ling Xuejiu winked playfully.

  Ling Xuejiu didn't refute anything unexpectedly. Deep down in his heart, he didn't feel the slightest rejection of Xiao Jie's words.

  Leng Xuan has black lines all over his head, Xiao Jie, this ghost, asks all kinds of embarrassing questions, what does she mean? Could it be that she and Miss Ling are really interested in herself? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Ling Xuejie, who happened to be looking at him, maybe he just woke up from Li Mengjie's words, so Ling Xuejie blushed suddenly and glared at Li Mengjie: "Little Jie, you dead girl, what are you doing with me? It has nothing to do with me, if you talk nonsense, be careful I will tear your mouth. "

Leng Xuan suddenly remembered something at this moment and said, "Miss, I have to recuperate in the hospital recently, and I can't protect your safety closely, so you must be careful when you go out, if it's not necessary, don't go out, you know? "

"Don't worry, I know." Ling Xuejiu replied calmly on the surface, but it felt like a warm current passed through his heart. He didn't expect Leng Xuan to be so badly injured, and he was actually thinking about himself in his heart. However, this is just Is it because he is his bodyguard? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. If he wasn't his bodyguard, he wouldn't care about him so much, would he?

Leng Xuan and Li Mengjie didn't chat for a long time, the door of the ward was pushed open again, Ling Xuejiu's parents Ling Ao and Ren Fanghua walked in, followed by Uncle Liu, holding a bunch of Flowers, a basket of fresh fruit and a thermos.

   "Leng Xuan, how are you? Is your health okay?" Ling Ao walked to the bed and expressed his greetings with concern.

   "It's not a big deal, just rest for a while." Leng Xuan said with a smile: "Uncle Ling and Aunt Ren are both so busy, there's no need to come here, anyway, I'm fine."

"How can this be done?" Ling Ao shook his head and said, "I treat you as a nephew. You are injured, so naturally my uncle will come." After speaking, he took the thermos bottle from Uncle Liu and put it on the bed. On the table next to him, he smiled and said, "This is the chicken soup that your auntie Ren personally boiled. You will drink it while it's hot later."

  Leng Xuan turned his head to Ren Fanghua and said, "Thank you Aunt Ren, you are too kind."

"Leng Xuan." Ren Fanghua said, "I heard Xue Jiu say that your injury is very serious, and you must make up for it. When I came back, I explained that the chefs of the Imperial Food House cook a bowl of chicken soup every day and send it over. This is good for you. Physical recovery helps a lot.”

Ling Ao glanced around the ward and asked, "Leng Xuan, the environment here doesn't seem to be very good, do you want me to contact a foreign hospital to send you there, the medical level and equipment there are first-class, you went there The speed of recovery will definitely be much faster.”

"No need, Uncle Ling." Leng Xuan quickly and politely refused: "It's all right here. Besides, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my physique is very good. After lying down for five or six days, you can go home and recover."