Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 12: Who Doesn't Want Tenderness (12)

The hospital was full of people, Lin Heng registered in the inpatient department, took the patient visit bracelet and said: "Then you wait for me here for a while, I will go up and deliver something, and I will come down immediately." "

He carried the fruit basket he had just bought in his hand, and the portions were full.

Zong Que glanced at it and sat down in the waiting area: "You go, don't worry." "

Lin Heng waited for the elevator, looked at the person who was pinching his mobile phone on the seat not far away, smiled, and stepped on the elevator.

Hospital personnel came and went, the smell of medicine was full, Lin Heng looked for the room number, probed at the door of the ward, and knocked on the door carefully.

The people accompanying them looked up one after another, and when they were sure that they were not people they knew, they lowered their heads, only Liao Yan sat on the small bed on the side and returned to his senses, and his face was complicated for a moment when he saw the person standing at the door.

He put down the book and glanced at the sleeping person on the hospital bed, went out softly, and took the door with him: "Squad leader, why are you here?" "

"Come to visit, is your mother okay?" Lin Heng handed over the fruit basket.

"The operation was successful, but I needed to recuperate." Liao Yan looked at the fruit basket and said, "Actually, you don't have to bring this." "

"It's just a little bit of my thoughts, if you don't like to eat, you can give it to others." Lin Heng gestured.

Liao Yan pursed his lips and took it: "Thank you." "

"And this." Lin Heng freed his hand, opened his bag and took out the notes, "You haven't been in class for many days, and the teacher is afraid that you won't be able to keep up with the progress, so let me help make notes, which should help a little." "

Liao Yan's expression was stunned, and the hand holding the fruit basket tightened, and his tone was a little more sour and solemn: "Thank you, thank you." "

He had to take care of his mother while worrying about the progress of the course, and God knows how timely this note came.

His eyes were slightly red, and Lin Heng put the note on the top of the fruit basket and said: "You're welcome, it should be, I'll come again next week, say hello to my aunt on my behalf, then I'll go first." "

"That... I..." Liao Yan looked at him, not knowing what to say to convey his gratitude.

"Words." Just at this moment, a soft call came from the ward.

"Mom, what do you want?" Liao Yan sorted out his emotions almost instantly, opened the door with his elbow and entered.

"Where did you get the fruit basket?" Although the voice of the question has a little accent, it is very gentle.

"Sent by a classmate." Liao Yan's voice came out.

"What about people, you don't invite people to sit in?" Liao's mother asked.

"I just saw you sleeping." Liao Yan put down his things and got up, and when he opened the door again, the person at the door had disappeared, and he went back to look at his mother's hard work, "He probably doesn't want to disturb, so he left first." "

"Well, don't let people stand outside next time." Liao's mother said, "I see he also sent you a book?" "

"He helped make the notes." Liao Yan stood at the end of the bed and poured warm water, "So that you can catch up." "