Chapter 1411

Zhan Muqian has a gloomy face.

The little man in my arms is light and floating with almost no weight.

She's too thin. She's so bony.

But he could clearly feel her soft.

The resistance was not as obvious as it had just been.

Mian Mian's eyes are red, and her face is full of humiliating emotions.

Zhan Mu held her cheek with modesty.

She poured the warm black chicken soup down her mouth.

Cotton cotton red eyes, painful look as if someone forced to pour poison.

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The soup in the soup cup is less and less, and Mian Mian is finally choked.

The violent cough lasted for two minutes.

Coughing like breaking up your lungs.

Her nightdress was dotted with spilled soup and porridge stains.

Zhan Muqian patted her on the back to get along with her.

Mian Mian coughs and tears her throat.

She asked him in a hoarse voice, "when I was in prison, you said by yourself that you had abandoned my hand and made me a useless person for the rest of my life. In this case, why do you need to operate on me?"

Zhan Muqian is feeding her water.

The movement of the hand hesitated for a moment.

His eyes were deep, and he asked coldly, "you don't understand why, don't you really understand?"

Mian Mian shakes her head slowly, "I really don't understand. If it's for my good, it's better to let me die..."

Zhan Muqian's brows are locked, and his mood is very bad.

He put the glass aside, and immediately picked her up, holding her straight to the bathroom.

The bathroom door is closed.

He reached out and unbuttoned his cotton nightdress.

Cotton dodged and struggled, but because both hands were hit with heavy plaster and the action did not change.

Her movements were clumsy and feeble.

In the end, Zhan Muqian was only allowed to strip her clothes.

She was put into a warm bath.

She was ashamed of her relative feelings.

But she looked up at Zhan Muqian's face.

His eyes are deep and his face is heavy. He reaches out to help her clean her body.

She didn't see any desire in his eyes.

Zhan Muqian's low voice warned, "don't move your hands, be careful of touching the water."

Her arm was propped out of the bathtub.

Because her hands are inconvenient.

These days, only nurses clean her body. She hasn't had a bath for a long time.

She has forgotten that she is a purist.

I'm also used to the pain of being unable to bathe.

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Zhan Muqian helps her take a bath.

But when I was angry with her just now, it was even worse.

The girl's small body is so thin that she can see her ribs.

It's like someone who's seriously ill and dying.

Even he was surprised.

Looking at her body, he can't even have a trace of evil thoughts

It's like bathing a newborn baby.

There is only piety in the eyes.

He hoped that Mianmian's hands would be better and recover in a healthy state, without affecting her future life.

If she's okay

He dare not think.

He can't think how to deal with the waste ginger cotton cotton in the future.

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He was very quick, taking a bath and washing his hair in half an hour.

Cotton quilt he changed into thick pajamas.

Sitting in front of the mirror.

Let him dry her hair by hand.

The wind tunnel makes a lot of noise.

When he turned it off, the air was quiet.

His voice doesn't hear any emotion, it just feels calm.

"When you get well, I'll help you change your name, change your identity and live on. Externally, you're a criminal and dead."