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                                第900章
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她慢慢掀开被子,露出一双眼睛,暗中观察了许久,直到确定病房里除了她,真的没有别人,她才慢吞吞地坐起来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                后背的伤口很疼很疼,连坐起身这么个简单的动作,都让她疼得浑身直冒冷汗。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她僵着身子缓了半天,才忍过那股剧烈的疼痛,缓缓扭头看着放在床头柜上的碗。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她目测了一下距离,想着以她现在受伤的程度,她会先碰到汤碗,还是先因为疼痛而栽下床?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                正当她犹豫不决时,病房门被人有节奏地敲了三下,她浑身一僵,就见房门被人从外面推开了一条缝。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                男人高大的身影就站在门口,他的神情带着小心翼翼,“我突然想起汤碗离你太远了,你可能够不着,我进来端给你就走,好吗?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵的目光垂落在地板上,不说行,也不说不行。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈就把她的沉默当成了默许,他推开门走进来,他端起那碗汤,目光落在她病号服宽大的袖口处。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她手腕的勒痕呈深紫色,在那过分雪白的肌肤上格外触目惊心。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈呼吸一痛,他又想起那天叶灵被吊在铁架上无声无息的模样,喉咙都哽住了。
                                
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                                “你现在伤得很重,让我喂你好不好?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵不说话。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈在床边坐下,拿勺子舀了一勺汤放在嘴边吹凉,然后送到叶灵嘴边。下一秒,叶灵一巴掌把勺子打飞。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                鸽子汤溅了一床单,勺子掉在地上应声而碎,叶灵扭过脸去,从齿缝里迸出一个字。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “滚!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈浑身僵硬,他抬头望着叶灵,她整个人都在哆嗦,脸色苍白,额上冷汗涔涔。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不知是气的,还是疼的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈心里一揪,倾身过去要查看她是不是把伤口挣裂了,结果他一靠近,叶灵的情绪就更激动了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “滚开,不要碰我!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈的手僵在了半空,他垂眼看着她,她也正看着他——用憎恶痛恨的眼神看着他。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “灵灵......”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈的心像是被一记闷锤重重地捶了一下,他差点当场破防,他闭了闭眼睛。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “好,你不想看见我,我让护士过来,你别乱动。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                说完,他起身放下汤碗,脚步踉跄地离开了病房。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不一会儿,护士推门进来,看见叶灵背上的纱布渗出鲜红的血迹,她边给她换药边说:“你背上的伤口好不容易愈合,你别再乱动了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵直挺挺地坐着,像是感觉不到疼似的,护士叹了口气,给她换好药,她端起已经放凉的汤。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “喝吧,喝了睡一觉。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵就着碗小口小口地喝完汤,又在护士的帮助下重新躺回去,很快陷入昏睡中。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                病房外,盛君烈一拳重重捶在墙上,他闭上眼睛,掩去眼底深深的痛苦之色。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                当他终于明白叶灵的心意时,他已经被她拒之心门外。

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