Gu Yanshen pointed to a place under the quilt with his big finger, and kindly reminded Mrs. Gu of his family.

Mu Wange's eyes naturally followed the position of his big hand, and at a glance he saw where his fingers landed, exactly where he had held up the quilt unevenly.

Mu Wange naturally knows what it is.

Why don't you just give me a kiss?

this man

Why is there such a big reaction?

Mu Wange took a breath and looked away from the uneven area he was holding up. He turned to Gu Yanshen's innocent handsome face and warned in a low voice: "Be careful with your hands. Don't move around. Do you hear me?"

"Um."

Gu Yanshen responded obediently.

Just before Mu Wange showed any satisfaction, Gu Yan added: "I'll try my best."

Mu Wange: ""

Gu Yanshen was really honest. Mu Wange checked him and found that the wound was not injured, so he felt relieved.

Pulling up the quilt, he looked at Gu Yanshen and whispered: "You need to have a good rest now, go to sleep quickly."

"Come up."

Gu Yanshen reached out and patted the place beside him, looking deeply at Mu Wange.

"good."

Meeting Gu Yanshen's eyes, Mu Wange swallowed all the rejections he wanted to say and turned them into a promise.

Seeing the corners of Gu Yanshen's lips slowly curved into a deep arc, Mu Wange was embarrassed to look into his eyes again, avoided his gaze, walked around to the other side, lifted the quilt and lay down on it.

Gu Yanshen put his arm around her and asked her to rest on his arm. Singer Mu Wan gently pulled down his arm, intertwined their fingers, turned sideways, and pressed her face against his arm.

"Go to sleep."

Sensing Gu Yanshen's hot eyes, Mu Wange squeezed his big hand as a reminder.

"Um."

Gu Yanshen responded in a low voice.

In fact, he was very tired, but subconsciously he was still worried about Mu Wange, so he opened his eyes not long after he fell asleep. Now that he saw Mu Wange well and lying beside him obediently, Gu Yanshen held Mu Wan tightly.

The singing hand closed his eyes.

"Mrs. Gu, good night."

A gentle and tired voice came into my ears from the top of my hair. The words "good night" were spoken very slowly, as if they were spelled out in pinyin.

Mu Wange rubbed her face gently on his arm without leaving any trace, and responded in a low voice: "Good night."

n

Mu Wange didn't sleep long before she was woken up by the heat.

The heating was on in the ward, the quilt was not very thick, and it would not be too hot if the two of them were leaning against each other. However, when Mu Wange was sleepy, it was as if he was holding a stove.

Suddenly, Mu Wange reacted and opened his eyes immediately.

A night light was turned on in the ward. Mu Wange looked up at Gu Yanshen, whose handsome face was red, and immediately stood up from his side and touched his forehead with his hand.

The sweat on my hands coupled with the scalding temperature.

He has a high fever.

She stayed at night because she was worried that Gu Yanshen would have a high fever due to the wound. Normally, he should not wake up until tomorrow morning at the earliest, but he woke up before twelve o'clock. She thought that his physical fitness was better than that of ordinary people.

He lifted the quilt and stood up, took the coat on one side and put it on. He turned on the ward light and rang the nurse's bell.

Soon, the doctor rushed over, hooked up Gu Yanshen's intravenous drip, and after admonishing Mu Wange, the group left.

Mu Wange helped Gu Yanshen simply wipe his body and change into clean hospital clothes.

Gu Yanshen was drowsy. When he opened his eyes while half asleep and half awake, he saw a slender figure, bending over and gently wiping his sweat.

Every stroke seemed to rub on his heart, softening his heart.
Chapter completed!