Chapter 874 He Jichen, Let’s Have a Baby (43)

It was the man who carried her away last night, and the man who sent her home the night before.

Not knowing what the man said, Cheng Weiwan raised his head and smiled at him. Then the man reached out and touched Cheng Weiwan's forehead.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhihui narrowed his eyes and involuntarily clenched his hands into fists in his trouser pockets.

Probably feeling the temperature, after a while, he withdrew his hand from her forehead, and then spoke to her again, as if he was persuading her. She didn't speak, just shook her head at him. He shook his head, probably because he could no longer be persuaded, he opened the bag in his hand, took some food and handed it to Cheng Weiwan, then stayed with her, watched her finish eating, and took another bottle of advance. He unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Cheng Weiwan.

While Cheng Weiwan was drinking water, the man took out a packet of medicine and handed it over.

Cheng Weiwan probably said "thank you" to the man, took it, raised his head and swallowed the medicine into his stomach.

The man was not in a hurry to leave, but continued to stay with Cheng Weiwan.

Although it rained last night, the weather today is exceptionally good, and the sun is shining brightly, making the whole city warm.

As time went by, the sun gradually went down, probably because the temperature outside was getting lower. The man took off the coat he was wearing and put it on Cheng Weiwan.

Cheng Weiwan not only did not refuse, but turned his head and smiled at the man again.

I don’t know what they had to talk about specifically, but in short, they started talking.

The remaining light of the setting sun shone on the bodies of the two people, giving them a warm feeling.

Han Zhihui, who stood in front of the window and stared at the two people for a long time, suddenly felt that the picture was a bit dazzling.

He felt like he was angry, but not like he was angry, because he couldn't figure out his thoughts for a long time, and he felt irritable again. He touched the cigarette case on the window sill and entered the bathroom.

Han Zhihui didn't walk out of the bathroom until he had a pack of cigarettes and smoked them all.

His whole body was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. Instead of going to Cheng Han, he walked to the balcony again.

The sun was setting, night was falling, the street lights in the hospital were on, and the two people downstairs were still chatting.

But this time, Han Zhihui didn't look at it for too long. The man took out his mobile phone from his pocket and walked aside to answer the call.

After about half a minute, the man hung up the phone and returned to Cheng Weiwan.

It was Cheng Weiwan who spoke first. After she finished speaking, the man nodded and then said something to her. She had the opposite reaction to the man and shook her head slightly.

Although Han Zhihui couldn't hear the conversation between the two people, he could vaguely tell from their reactions that they were saying goodbye.

His guess was correct. About half a minute later, the man left, leaving Cheng Weiwan alone.

When the man was around, Cheng Weiwan looked no different from the woman in Han Zhihui's memory. But after the man left, he didn't know if he had become sensitive. He found that Cheng Weiwan became dull and dull from time to time. Staring at one place for a long time.

The night was getting darker, and Cheng Weiwan stayed downstairs, showing no signs of leaving.

In the night before the summer solstice, the temperature was a bit low. Han Zhihui, who had excellent eyesight, could see that Cheng Weiwan was shivering from the cold.