After that, Michel also came to visit Feng Jing. She was so excited that tears came out of her eyes.

Everyone chatted in the ward for a while. Then the nurse came over and said that the patient needed to rest and asked them to come back tomorrow.

Feng Jing's expression suddenly became a little subtle. He was not sure if he would become Er Huang at night. It was fine if he was at home, but if he became Er Huang in the hospital, he would definitely make the headlines tomorrow.

"Let my assistant stay and take care of me at night."

The nurse said, "Mr. Feng, don't worry. We have someone on the night shift."

Feng Jing still insisted that Michel stay. "My assistant usually takes care of my life. He knows me well, so it's more convenient for him to take care of me."

Michel thought about it and understood what he was worried about. After all, he was the person who had been bitten twice by Movie King Feng!

So he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes. I've always been with Feng Zong. It's definitely easier for me to take care of him than you."

The nurse was a little embarrassed. According to the hospital's rules and regulations, people were not allowed to stay at night. But considering Feng Jing's special identity, it was understandable that he could not leave his assistant.

She had heard that these stars had their assistants do all the trivial things for them.

"Then I'll talk to the head nurse and see what she'll do."

Hearing her words, Feng Jing showed her a grateful smile. "Thank you."

"… You're welcome." Yes, he was so handsome. It was forgivable for him to be willful!

The hospital finally agreed to let Michel stay at night to take care of Feng Jing. They also installed a small iron bed in Feng Jing's ward.

Because of the effect of the medicine, Feng Jing was sleepy very early at night. He woke up once in the middle of the night. The location was his original room in the Feng Family.

"…" It seemed that the magic was still there. Maybe marriage was the only way.

It was very late at night. Feng Jing did not know what time it was. It was quiet all around. Only Jiang Ran's breathing was even and long.

He was lying beside her, and under his stomach was a soft quilt.

Jiang Ran's silhouette was particularly soft in the night. He looked at her sleeping face, and his eyes seemed to be gradually filled with stars.

When he woke up in the morning, it was already dawn. Michel hadn't left yet. Feng Jing sat up and asked him, "Did I behave myself last night?"

Michel said, "Maybe it's because your body is weak now and you took medicine, so you slept very deeply at night and didn't wake up at all."

"That's good."

While they were talking, the nurse came in to take Feng Jing's temperature and do some routine checks.

After breakfast, Doctor Ji also came and said that he was recovering well. Feng Jing was more concerned about when he could be discharged from the hospital. After all, Qin Fan had already found a lot of jobs for him.

"At this rate, I should be able to leave the hospital in a week.

However, it will take some time for your head wound to recover. "

The gauze on Feng Jing's head had not been removed. He touched it gently with his hand and asked him, "Will it leave a scar?"

"There will definitely be a scar, but it will be blocked by your hair. As long as you don't shave your head, it won't affect you much."

"… Okay." He wouldn't accept any roles that required him to shave his head … right?

Doctor Ji went to the next ward after the check. After a while, Jiang Ran came in with soup and fruits.

Michel left and left the room to them.

Although he was very hungry now, he didn't want to eat dog food to satisfy his hunger.

Feng Jing drank a small bowl of soup. Jiang Ran took out a red apple and asked him, "Do you want to eat an apple?

I can peel it for you. "

"Okay." Feng Jing's invisible tail was wagging behind him.

So when Feng Ya entered the room, he saw Jiang Ran feeding the peeled apple into Feng Jing's mouth.

"…" Why on earth did she come?

"Sister Feng Ya, you're here?" When Feng Ya was about to leave, Jiang Ran noticed her.

She could only reluctantly turn around and smile at them. "Yes, I have nothing better to do."

Jiang Ran: "…"

Feng Jing pursed his lips and didn't say anything. Feng Ya didn't let go of the plan to ridicule him. "Jiang Ran, Feng Jing only hit his head and didn't break his arm. Why does he need you to feed him?

He is indeed the young master of the Feng Family. "

Feng Jing chuckled. "It's just sweeter this way."

"…" Feng Ya resisted this fatal blow and said, "She usually feeds Er Huang like this."

Feng Jing: "…"

So what!

He had a share of Er Huang too!

Jiang Ran ignored the childish siblings and silently ate the rest of the apple.

Feng Ya came with crutches. Feng Jing looked at her leg and asked her, "How's your leg?"

Feng Ya said, "It's much better than your brain."

After she said that, she felt that their family had been having a hard time recently. "I should ask my mother to burn some incense in the temple tomorrow to get rid of the bad luck."

"You kicked Wang Zhen out of the house, so our family shouldn't have any bad luck anymore."

Although he was in a coma for a while, he didn't forget about Wang Zhen. "How's your divorce going?"

It was obvious that the divorce wasn't going well because when Feng Jing mentioned it, the Feng Family frowned. "Wang Zhen doesn't agree to the divorce. I'm preparing to file a lawsuit with him.

You were hospitalized and in a coma, so I didn't have the time to care about him. Now that you're awake, I can prepare for the lawsuit wholeheartedly. "

"Remember to hire the best divorce lawyer. If the money isn't enough, I'll pay for it."

"… You'd better keep it to pay the medical fees."

Feng Ya chatted with him for a while before leaving the hospital.

Not long after she left, Qin Fan came over again. He saw that Feng Jing looked much better today than yesterday, so he urged him, "Have you posted your selfie?"

"…" Other people came to visit with gifts, but Qin Fan came with a pile of work. "The nurse hasn't returned my phone yet."

Because he had just woken up, Doctor Ji didn't want him to be tired and confiscated his phone.

Fortunately, Jiang Ran came to the hospital to accompany him every day. Otherwise, he would be bored to death in the hospital.

"It's okay. I have a phone. Take a selfie and I'll post it on Weibo for you." Qin Fan took out his phone as he spoke and even turned on the camera for him.

Feng Jing really didn't want to go on camera with bandages wrapped around his body, so he asked Qin Fan to find him a hat.

Qin Fan's car also had a lot of Feng Jing's daily necessities, such as a hat.

After putting on the hat, Feng Jing took a selfie very professionally. He didn't forget to ask Qin Fan to edit it for him like Michel did.

Qin Fan responded and added a filter to his image. He then posted it on Weibo with the caption, "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

As soon as the post was posted, it immediately received likes and replies. Qin Fan looked at the increasing number of shares and nodded. "Very good. It looks like you're not dead yet."

Feng Jing, "…"

Was he that easy to forget?!

"I've also contacted the crew. Of course, they still hope that you can return to the set as soon as possible, but it still depends on your recovery." Qin Fan put away his phone and looked like he was about to leave. "I'll talk to your doctor."

"My doctor said that he hopes that you won't disturb the patient's rest in the future."

"…"

After Qin Fan left, Feng Jing remembered the question he asked about Jiang Ran last time.

Jiang Ran was afraid that he would be bored, so this time, he brought a few books over and was going to read them to him.

Feng Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did Jiang Ran really treat him like a child and coax him?

Looking at Jiang Ran, who was brewing emotions, Feng Jing said, "Why don't you read the script of 'Secret' to me next time? Otherwise, when I return to the set, I won't feel anything."

"Okay. Where did you put the script?"

"I'll ask Michel to bring it over next time."

"Okay."

This was undoubtedly good news for Jiang Ran because he had been racking his brains over which book to read to Feng Jing.

The two of them were silent for a while. Only the sound of pages flipping could be heard in the room. Jiang Ran looked up at him and saw that he was also looking down at him.

"Uh, do you want to sleep for a while?

Doctor Ji said that you need to rest more. "

"Okay."

For Feng Jing, Jiang Ran's words were more important than the doctor's words. "Before I sleep, I want to talk to you."

Jiang Ran closed the book in his hand and looked at him seriously, "Go ahead."

Feng Jing said, "Qin Fan told me before that the reporters posted your photos on Weibo and went to your house to stop you."

"Yeah … that's right."

"He asked me how I plan to deal with it. I want to hear your opinion.

Do you want to make our relationship public? "

The moment Jiang Ran decided to be with Feng Jing, she knew that such a day would come. When she really faced it, she found that she was braver than she thought, "It doesn't make much difference to me whether we make it public or not. Just like before, when I told my mother that you are my boyfriend, she didn't believe me at all.

This matter has a great impact on you, so I respect your opinion. "

Feng Jing looked at her. His eyes were like the night before, slowly filled with stars, "I want to make it public."

Since the media had already reported it, there was no need for him to hide it and let Jiang Ran have a secret relationship with him.

She was his girlfriend. This was not something that he was ashamed to say. On the contrary, he felt that this was something that he wanted to show off to the world.

Jiang Ran nodded and said, "Okay."

Feng Jing held her hand and slowly tightened his grip, "But don't worry, I won't say a word about your private information."

Jiang Ran laughed, "Those reporters are amazing. They don't need you to leak it at all."

"…" Yes.

He failed to show off in front of his girlfriend.

"They might have even found out that our dog is called Er Huang."

Feng Jing, "…"

This name might not need to be investigated. The probability of a random guess was very high.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the teddy that had hit on him that day and called him Little Huang.

The things that happened during the coma were like a fantasy dream. In the dream, he understood the language of dogs. He met a beautiful teddy and a black stray dog that mingled in society.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He didn't know if he could still understand the language of dogs now.