"How could I fall in love with a woman like you? How could I love a woman like you so deeply?" Tang Junhao murmured in pain.

Xia Pan'er bit her lip and said sadly, "Don't turn your face."

Finally, Tang Junhao gave up clenching her hands tightly, lay tiredly on the hospital bed, just breathing slightly without a word.

Xia Paner sat alone for a while, stood up silently, stood blankly, without saying goodbye or comforting, and walked out of the room.

A cough came from behind in depression.

Xia Pan'er suddenly turned around and panic. Seeing that Tang Junhao's face was twisted due to pain, he lowered his head with difficulty and picked up the spittoon on the ground at the head of the bed.

She ran over and took the bowl from his hand.

Tang Junhao had a habit of headache and tinnitus, and a breath came out from his nose, and a slight tingling sensation. He held Xia Paner's hand and spitted the coughed saliva into the spittoon.

The saliva in the spittoon was covered with a faint blood, and it was clearly red and white. Both of them were stunned, and the air suddenly became silent.

Xia Paner immediately understood and hurriedly broke away from Tang Junhao, holding her hand, and walked to the sink with a spittoon.

"Stop!" Tang Junhao scolded coldly: "You're back!"

Xia Paner stood there without moving his steps.

"Have you heard it, come back!" Tang Junhao ordered again with a low voice.

Xia Pan'er raised her feet and walked towards the pool without stopping for a moment. She calmly washed the spittoon over and over again.

Turning around, putting the spittoon back to its original place, my heart suddenly felt like a cone of my heart; tears almost burst out from my eyes, but I tried my best to hold it back; but for a while, I didn't have the strength to stand up and raise my head.

Finally, I stood up slowly.

Tang Junhao's sinister and ferocious eyes locked her tightly: "Do you still care about me?"

Xia Paner did not shake his head or nodded.

"There is blood in my saliva!" Tang Junhao's voice was so cold that it was not warm: "What does this mean?" Fear flooded in his heart.

"It doesn't mean anything," Xia Paner replied calmly: "I also occasionally do this when I have a cold and cough!"

After saying that, he just coughed lightly, picked up the spittoon, and spit it in without hesitation. The saliva was really light with a trace of blood, clearly red and white.

Tang Junhao felt relieved, his tense nerves relaxed, his sinister and ferocious eyes became warm, and he leaned against the head of the bed: "Pan'er, you should also pay more attention to your health!"

Xia Paner nodded obediently: "You, too."

He ignored her anymore, and a hazy sleepiness came. He closed his eyes gently. He was tired from his body; his heart was tired...

Xia Pan'er couldn't help but walk to the bed, lowered her head, gently tidy up the quilt for him, staring at the clearly contoured, handsome and deep face, her heart couldn't stand it, sharp, painful, painful!

Suddenly, a pair of big palms pulled her tightly into her arms. Before she could react, she caught her moist lip with a scorching and rude kiss. A familiar and strong male masculinity combined.

A faint smell of tobacco lingered around her nose.

A huge current swept through her, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly, her heartbeat stopped, and her whole body was numb and limp.
Chapter completed!