After waiting for a long time, before waiting for her response, Feng Churui smiled bitterly, then turned around and walked out of the ward with a staggering pace.

This night, some people were unwilling to sleep, while others were in pain.

The next day, Secretary Wu went to Feng Churui's apartment early in the morning and sent the chicken soup he had made this morning to his aunt. Secretary Wu was shocked when he saw the mayor sitting in the corridor!

He has a shabby beard, his face is haggard, his eyes are covered with bloodshot. Is this person still the mayor who is elegant and elegant, always dressed neatly and gentlemanly?

"You're here."

Seeing him, Feng Churui stood up, Secretary Wu quickly handed over the insulated food box and the breakfast sold in his hand: "Mayor, give it to me. This is the chicken soup that my aunt just stewed this morning. This is breakfast, and it's still hot. Mayor, please eat some."

Feng Churui took the insulated food box and breakfast, said lightly, and then opened the ward door and went in.

Wu Xuewei had woken up, or she hadn't slept all night, and her mind was very confused. When she saw him coming in, she had no expression and treated him as air.

Feng Churui walked to the bed and sat down, put a bowl of soup, and then tried to help her up, "Xuewei, are you hungry? This is the chicken soup specially stewed for you by my aunt, let's drink it. The doctor said that you are weak and you need to replenish more."

Wu Xuewei waved his stretched hand away, then turned her head aside, not intending to pay attention to him.

A trace of injury flashed in Feng Churui's eyes, and then forced her to lift her up, stuffed a pillow behind her waist, let her sit carefully, then picked up the bowl and feed her chicken soup.

Wu Xuewei just refused to open her mouth, and Feng Churui coaxed her softly: "Xuewei, no matter how good I am, I can't joke about my body. Have a little drink, huh?"

Wu Xuewei looked at him coldly and said bluntly: "I said that I don't want to see you."

Feng Churui pretended not to hear this hurtful word, scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon, put it to her lips and blew it warm, and delivered it to her mouth: "Come on, open your mouth."

Wu Xuewei frowned slightly, pushed away his hand, and the soup in the spoon spilled out, dirtying the quilt and staining his suit.

Feng Churui looked at her, his eyes were versatile, and he said almost self-deprecatingly: "If this makes you happier, I don't care. If you want to sprinkle it, you can sprinkle it as much as you want after drinking this bowl of soup, you can sprinkle it in the insulation box as you want."

Wu Xuewei lifted the quilt and couldn't even wait to wear her shoes. She was busy walking out of the ward and leaving this room.

Feng Churui put down the bowl, pulled her back with a few big strides, carried her to the hospital bed, sat down, lowered her head and scolded her angrily: "You are crazy, you dare to step on the ground barefoot as soon as the abortion is over!"

Wu Xuewei chuckled gently, "With you or not me, if there is me or not you."

One sentence expresses her determination.

This made Feng Churui feel a little incompetent. He couldn't believe that her heart could be cruel.

Feng Churui nodded gently, then turned and left, and the tall figure left with a hint of loneliness.

After leaving the ward, Feng Churui thought for a while before picking up the phone and talking on the phone.

"An Ning, do you have time today... Can you help me take care of Xuewei... She just had an abortion... I will only make her more resistant..."
Chapter completed!