Han Ming was speechless.
He didn't know who told him excitedly the day before yesterday that he was now able to stand up straight, but only after being touched by a woman.
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After the ointment was applied, Luo Sang felt that the wound was cooling, and it didn't hurt as much as before. Seeing Doctor Han packing up and preparing to leave, she hurriedly said, "Doctor Han, don't you want to leave after dinner? I'll go cook now."
After saying that, she regretted it. This wasn't her home, and she didn't have the right to ask a guest to stay.
As she was waiting to be mocked, he said coldly, "You're in such a bad condition, how can you cook? I'll ask the hotel to send food here."
"Hotel food isn't hygienic. I'll cook myself. Sister Lan has prepared the food. I only need to fry it. It won't take much time." Luo Sang didn't want to waste the food. After saying that, she hurriedly walked to the kitchen.
When she walked into the kitchen, she turned around and glanced at the man in the wheelchair. From this angle, his side profile was like a work of art. His forehead was full, and his nose bridge was high. However, his tightly knitted eyebrows made him look gloomy and cold.
However, after today, she felt like she had gotten to know him all over again.
Some people looked hard to get along with, but in fact, there was a trace of tenderness and thoughtfulness in their coldness.
Maybe because she had experienced hypocritical men like Yi Jingxi, she felt that people like Nian Junting were rare.
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It took her over half an hour to prepare the five dishes and one soup.
By the time she carried the dishes out, Doctor Han had already left.
Luo Sang set the table, pushed Nian Junting to the dining table, filled him with rice, and asked, "Mr. Nian, what would you like to eat?"
Nian Junting expressionlessly looked at the dishes on the table. He was surprised. Although he didn't want to admit that her potato shreds were delicious, she had cooked so many dishes at once, and every dish looked delicious. The aroma of the food aroused his appetite.
Of course, he would never admit that her cooking was appetizing. If it wasn't hot, it would be a slap in the face to the potato shreds. However, since she had helped him today, he didn't say anything to hurt her.
"Let's eat fish," he said.
After spending a few days together, Luo Sang found that he liked fish.
She picked up a piece of fish, lowered her head, and carefully picked the bones.
Her jet-black hair fell down, forming a strong contrast with her pink lips.
Nian Junting was bored, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances at her lips. Suddenly, he found that her lips were plump, especially when she pressed her lips together. Her lips curved upward, like fresh, juicy cherries, making him want to take a bite.
He suddenly remembered that Xiao Si once said that the fuller a woman's mouth was, the more he sucked it, the more he felt like he was eating jelly.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he felt unwell.
He must have been starving for too long. His whole body wasn't normal.
However, for a woman in her thirties to not wear lipstick, her lips were still so fresh and tender, wasn't it too strange?
"Brother, my dear brother, I'm here to see you." Suddenly, a woman's silvery voice came from outside. As Luosang raised her head, a petite figure in a police uniform rushed in like a gust of wind. "I heard that you were splashed with urine at the entrance of the hospital today. Our captain sent me here to take a statement."
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