Neighborhood with evil young masters: domineering love of giants

Chapter 222 Who is making a high-profile confession? 5
In the corridor of the hospital, Hua Qianxi looked at An Zuoche in disbelief: "What's wrong with you? Even my hospital bed is going to be moved, do you want to rob me?"

"My head was only injured on the skin, no tendons were injured." An Zuoche explained calmly.

"You can leave if you want, but you are not allowed to move the bed." Hua Qianxi stopped An Zuoche's men, raising her eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

Regarding the matter of moving the bed, An Zuoche's plan was that Ruan Xiuxue was still asleep, he didn't want to wake her up, and he didn't want other men to touch his woman, so it was the best choice to move the bed and leave.

Hua Qianxi disagreed with moving the bed, but he made up his mind to move this bed.

With a wave of An Zuoche's hand, several subordinates walked around Hua Qianxi and carried Ruan Xiuxue away.

Seeing An Zuoche's men busy for a while, until An Zuoche left with his men, Hua Qianxi suddenly laughed softly, An Zuoche, when you beg me, let's wait and see.

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The next morning, Ruan Xiuxue woke up and smelled the faint smell of disinfectant. She thought she was in the hospital, opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, only to find that it was her own room.

Recalling what happened last night, I don't know what happened to An Zuoche?Has he been pulled up by the hand?How did she get home again?Why is there a faint smell of disinfectant around, but not in the hospital?

With these questions in mind, she turned her head slightly, and saw An Zuoche sitting on the chair beside the bed and falling asleep.

He no longer looked as embarrassed as last night, he changed into a set of clean clothes, his head was wrapped with a bandage, and his hair was covered by the bandage, leaving only the outline of his face, but it was still as delicate and handsome as a sculpture.

She raised her hand, wanting to touch his head, wondering if the injury on his head would be serious?But when she raised her hand, it was not high enough to even touch his face, and only then did she feel that the bed beneath her seemed to be a bit shorter than the usual one.

Ruan Xiuxue looked down and found that the bed under her was not the one she usually slept on, but a pure white bed, which was too narrow to accommodate only one person. The smell of disinfectant came from this bed. , emitted from the above.

Where is this bed?Where did the one she used to sleep on go?It seems that I fell asleep and a lot of things happened again.

Ruan Xiuxue felt that his throat was dry and coughed lightly, but the small voice woke him up immediately.

Because An Zuoche was worried about her, he originally didn't want to let himself fall asleep, but after sitting here for a long time, waiting and waiting, his eyes were tired, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep, but he couldn't sleep well.

Hearing Ruan Xiuxue's cough, An Zuoche immediately opened his eyes. Ruan Xiuxue looked into his eyes, and saw his exhaustion in the clear blue.

"How do you feel? Are you still feeling bad?" An Zuoche stood up, "Wait, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Although his tone of voice was very low, and even the interrogative sentences revealed a layer of peace, she could still hear the concern for her in his words.

As soon as Ruan Xiuxue's heart warmed up, even her eyes warmed up, uncontrollably filled with hot tears, she had a cold, her eyes were already uncomfortable, but now she was moved, her eyes suddenly felt sore, she started to cry, can he be safe? It's good that nothing happened, and if something happened to him, she would blame herself for the rest of her life.

(End of this chapter)