After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

There was no accident on the phone. It was Miss Bao.

After Gu Zheng picked it up, his face was a little wrong. Then he didn't say hello to Gong Qi, so he directly stepped out of the ward. Seeing that his car key was still on the table, Gong Qi glanced at the sleeping kitten at the end of the bed and knew he would come back, so he didn't stop.

Just cover Xiaomiao with a quilt, then close her eyes and continue to rest.

After Gu Zheng hung up, he went directly to the nurse station on the second floor of the hospital, where Miss Bao had just finished the wound treatment and was waiting for the vaccine.

"What's going on?" Gu Zheng hurried to see the pale steamed stuffed bun. The first thing was to take her hand and check it.

Perhaps she didn't pay attention to the strength in her hand. Miss Bao subconsciously shrank and took a breath of air-conditioning from her mouth, "hiss, it hurts."

She pulled her hand back behind her back and smiled gently, "it's okay, it's just a small scratch."

Bright and soft, can't pick out any mistakes. Such a considerate expression in men's eyes usually only makes them more distressed.

Sure enough, Gu Zheng frowned deeper. This time, he grabbed her arm more carefully, and then ordered firmly and overbearing: "stretch it out and let me have a look."

After several struggles, he finally stretched out his hand, showing several terrible blood marks on the back of his hand.

"It's all right, little injury." In the man's short shocked eyes, Miss Bao always smiled reasonably, and looked down as if she was a little depressed. "It seems that Gulu still doesn't like me very much, but it doesn't matter. Who makes it your cat."

The next nurse had prepared the potion and shouted, "Ms. Bao, here's an injection."

She lifted up her sleeves and showed her slender arms. Miss Bao was trembling and hung her lips pale. She smiled reluctantly, "I'm afraid of this."

With that, the bloodstained hand subconsciously clenched the sleeve of the man next to him. With a little force, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst up, making Gu Zheng's back of his hand ache.

"It's okay, I'm here." He couldn't bear it. For a time, a lot of complex emotions rushed to his heart, so he stretched out his hand and stroked her head. Homeopathic, he let her lean against his arms and cover her eyes with his chest, "just don't look."

In the past, Gu Zheng has never done such a gentle and powerful thing to any woman.

Miss Bao leaned against his chest, and the shivering of her body soon eased down. Only the hand around his waist was still firmly clenched.

Seeing this scene, the nurse preparing for injection couldn't help glancing at Gu Zheng secretly. Many subjective and willful viewers judged whether what they saw was a youth idol drama or a dog blood drama, based only on their appearance.

Therefore, even if the heart is very sad, there are a few small flames of envy from the tip of the heart because of the man's handsome and silence.

Even the needle position is more charming than before.

"All right." After the injection quickly and skillfully, the nurse pressed it with a cotton swab and motioned to Gu Zheng Nunu to take it. After that, he ordered the precautions while packing his things. "Sit here for a while and observe for half an hour before leaving."

The nurse finally couldn't help muttering, "Miss, you're lucky to find such a good husband."

The word "husband" made the originally weak woman blush.

She coughed twice and explained awkwardly, "we're not married yet."

Then he looked at Gu Zheng quietly, and didn't really expect him to give any response. Instead, he subconsciously turned off the topic, "sorry, I just thought you had to go back very late. I was afraid Gulu was hungry. I wanted to feed it and help you clean the house. I didn't expect to be scratched by it."

"Yes, I should be sorry." Gu Zheng took Miss Bao's shoulder, as if he had fallen into a certain emotion and couldn't extricate himself.

After a pause, I heard the voice of the woman next to me, "in fact, I'm really a little afraid of the cat."

The man didn't answer again, and he couldn't tell the specific emotion on his face at the moment. Miss Bao also knew how to advance and retreat. Many words stopped at once and never said more.

When the observation time passed, Gu Zheng took Miss Bao's hand and got up, "go back first and I'll call you a car."

He took her downstairs, but the woman stopped at the entrance of the stairs. Her face was distressed and puzzled. "Miss Gong won't let you go?"

"No." Gu Zheng drooped his eyes and lightly explained: "my car key is still upstairs. Gong Qi is hospitalized. Xiaomiao has no one to take care of. He will live with me these days. You have to go to work tomorrow and go back to bed early."

In the past, Miss Bao must have obediently responded and took a taxi by herself.

But today, she gritted her teeth, but insisted, "I'll wait for you and go up with you to pick up Xiaomiao."

Seeing her firm attitude, Gu Zheng hesitated, but did not refuse. He nodded and led people upstairs.

Gong Qi didn't sleep. She just closed her eyes and rested. When the ward door was opened again, she didn't have to open her eyes. She could guess that Gu Zheng was not the only one who came in.

"Gong Qi, are you better?" Sure enough, I remembered Miss Bao's concerned voice.

Gong Qi chuckled and slowly opened her eyes. At the same moment, the woman holding Gu Zheng's arm smiled, "it's not very good. It still hurts so much that she can't sleep."

The words were not polite at all.

Miss Bao was a little embarrassed, but she quickly adjusted and stared at her bruised cheek after detumescence. "I asked the doctor. Your injury will be discharged in a week. During this time, you have a good rest. Brother Zheng will try his best to take care of you. I will come to see you as soon as I have time."

She always comforted herself that Gu Zheng would bow his head to Gong Qi and compromise, always for himself. This is not just a proof of his feelings for himself. It is not a bad thing.

At the moment, Gong Qi avoided Miss Bao's hypocritical greetings and stared at the back of her wrapped hand. "Why, you're hurt?"

This routine is not beyond her expectation.

"It's okay, little scratch." She put her hands behind her and smiled awkwardly and decently.

When Gong Qi heard the speech, he gave the steps and quickly looked at Gu Zheng, "did you come up to pick up Xiaomiao? Hurry up. Miss Bao should go back and have a rest. "

Gu Zheng said "um" and didn't mean to greet Gong Qi much. It's just that since xiaobaozi started this conversation, he can't interrupt at will.

When Miss Bao heard the speech, she glanced at the sleeping little guy at the end of the bed. Her eyes showed deep joy and heartache. "I think Xiaomiao has fallen asleep. Will waking her affect her sleep?"

The implication is very clear.

Since Miss Bao didn't know what to say, Gong Qi pretended not to understand, "it's all right. She sleeps heavily and remains calm."

Then he motioned Gu Zheng with a look in his eyes, "there is a blanket in the wardrobe next to her. Just wrap it up for her. Send it back at noon tomorrow. Don't forget."

All the instructions are natural and smooth. They don't sound like anything to a man, but they don't have the meaning of provocation to miss Bao.

But she is full of poetry, gentle and reasonable Miss Bao. In order to maintain her existing image, she must keep smiling at this time.

Just smiling, Gong Qi projected a cold look, but the waves surged in quietly.

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