The raindrops from the window rolled in in thin strands, and fell down the window frame in pieces. Autumn was already deep, and the room was gradually getting cooler. Su Mozheng touched her arms. She was only wearing a thin hospital gown at the moment, and she really felt cold.
With just this small movement, Huo Shaoyan immediately stood up, walked to the window in a few steps, and closed the window to keep out the cold wind, rain, and fog.
Su Mozheng's heart felt a little warm because of his attentiveness, so she opened her pink lips and dared not look at him, "Thank you." Because of what happened just now, she still feels guilty towards others.
"Hey, madam, isn't this your husband? Why are you so polite to your husband!?" Before Huo Shaoyan could answer, the nurse who came in earlier spoke first. The nurse was still the same pink-clad nurse from before, and she just happened to be the one for Su.
Mo Zheng inserted the removed needle and checked the suspension bottle. After hearing this, he looked at Su Mo Zheng with an amused expression.
"No, no, I don't have that kind of relationship with him -" Su Mozheng was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, and her entire face turned red.
"Okay, okay, don't explain to me. It's common for young couples to quarrel and make trouble. I've been through this before, and I understand you." The nurse laughed and patted Su Mozheng on the shoulder.
By the way, he blinked at her ambiguously, removed the tray in his hand, and placed it on the table.
"No, I really don't have that relationship with him. He is not my husband, he is just a good man. He saw me falling on the road and kindly saved me and came to this hospital." Su Mozheng was half leaning on the cushion behind her just now.
Well, now that I heard that people didn't believe me, they were in a hurry and immediately got up from half-lying down. How can I argue with reason? The cheeks that were originally pale and colorless were now red due to shortness of breath, and it seemed that the illness was getting worse.
Huo Shaoyan saw her gasping for breath, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, and explained to the nurse: "Ms. Nurse, it is indeed what she said. I am really not her husband."
"Come on, you two are quarreling. I'm an outsider and it's not convenient for me to interfere. But next time, please don't pull out the needle again. Your body is your own, so you should weigh it carefully."
"no--"
Su Mozheng wanted to explain again, but the nurse spoke first, "Lie down! I still think your body is strong enough and you can move around freely!? You are not willing to live here for ten and a half days, are you?"
When the nurse saw her getting up again, her brows were filled with concern.
Since these things happened these days, Su Mozheng has seen too many different faces, indifferent, mocking, cruel, and those who act behind the scenes... At this time, seeing a stranger caring so much
He felt more and more friendly to me. So he stopped saying a word and allowed the nurse to say a few more words before leaving with the tray on the table.
When the door closed, the room was silent again, perhaps too quiet, even the sound of raindrops hitting the windowpane could be clearly heard.
He sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, his coat draped over the back of the chair, his hands clasped together, his eyelids drooping, showing no emotion.
Su Mozheng was lying on the hospital bed, leaning on the soft cushion behind her, with her eyes lowered and not saying a word.
The only difference is that she is embarrassed, but it is not clear what his emotions are.
"Ahem..." She pretended to cough twice, breaking the calm first, "Well, don't take what the nurse just said to heart, she won't listen no matter how she explains it..."
"It's okay, I don't take it to heart," his voice was really nice, with a warmth like spring drizzle, more like a bone-chilling nose. He raised his chin slightly, and his fair and handsome face was not a very good-looking one.
At least it's a little worse than Jin Zun's refined and arrogant character, but the graceful and graceful demeanor that naturally comes out of him just makes up for the flaws in his appearance.
Looking at other men, she could unconsciously think of that man. The smile on Su Mozheng's lips suddenly faded.
"Do you need to call your family to inform your family that you are hospitalized?" Suddenly, Huo Shaoyan's voice suddenly sounded.
She was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes to meet his sincere eyes, and subconsciously shook her head to refuse, "No, no need, I don't want them to know." She answered a little flustered, because firstly, her father had been hospitalized for a stroke, and secondly,
Mo Qin was also in a bad mood. There were so many things happening at home, and she didn't want to worry her only intact relative.
Thinking of her father, she was shocked to realize that she had never taken the initiative to see him since that day. Was she really an unfilial daughter?
"Okay," he looked at her somewhat forced smile and didn't press her. He just let out a deep breath.
Su Mozheng smiled gratefully at him, then asked as if she was remembering something: "Looking at you wearing a military uniform last time, are you an official?"
Her straightforward words made him laugh. People outside the circle probably called her like this. 'Official' seemed to be exactly what she said.
"That's right, he's just an Army Major." There seemed to be hesitation on his face, but in the next moment, it was gone.
Su Mozheng was a little relieved, "I saw your epaulettes last time..." Seeing that his face was stiff for a moment, Su Mozheng changed her mood and said with a smile: "Looking at how young you are, you are a major."
Wow, how amazing is that?"
"I'm not young anymore, I'm almost thirty years old," he chuckled, but that smile looked bitter in Su Mozheng's eyes.
Su Mozheng was stunned again, and she couldn't help blurting out a sentence like this, "Looking at how young you are, I thought you were only 23 or 24?"
He smiled again, but he shook his head and smiled slightly. In Su Mozheng's eyes, that expression was extremely helpless.