But she immediately thought that he should be here to see Lin Yike.
He has never hidden their relationship from her. In fact, there is no need to hide it. Whether she knows it or not is irrelevant to him.
What does Gu Nianxi want to do? She Yining has no right to interfere. She has long been used to it, isn't she?
There was a ding, and the elevator came.
He Yining withdrew her dull gaze and helped the nurse push the car in.
She stood in the elevator and he stood in the stairwell, looking at each other until the cold elevator door in front of them slowly closed, isolating them from the inner and outer worlds.
Gu Nianxi looked at the rising numbers, and suddenly kicked the stairwell door hard, making a loud bang.
This woman dared to treat him as transparent. Her courage was getting bigger and bigger.
Depend on!
The operation lasted four hours and the patient was finally out of danger.
He Yining walked down from the operating table, her steps already a little shaky. What she was most grateful for at this moment was Yu Kun's steamed buns full of energy.
Returning to the doctor's duty room, He Yining hugged the pillow and cuddled up on the bed. He was very tired and just wanted to sleep.
She fell asleep for a while and was woken up by the nurse.
"Doctor He, the patient in bed thirteen has a high fever that doesn't go away."
She immediately rinsed her face with water and hurried to the ward.
After struggling all night, He Yining didn't get a sound sleep.
When she returned to the Gu family's villa, her first thought was to throw herself on the soft cotton bed and prepare to have a deep sleep.
He Yining closed the curtains, slid his limp body into the bed, and suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet.
At this moment, she sincerely sighed that sleeping was simply one of the most beautiful things in life.
However, dreams are always unreliable. Just when she closed her eyes, she suddenly heard a violent roar coming from the master bedroom next to her, "He Yining, are you dead? If not, get over here."
He Yining sat up straight as if on conditioned reflex, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly.
Why is he still at home at this time?
She hurriedly put on her slippers and trotted towards his room.
In his bedroom, an entire wall was made into black and white lattice windows. The early morning sunlight shone warmly on the large blue-black bed, plating the light-colored furniture with a layer of gold powder.
There was a treadmill on the floor by the window, and Gu Nianxi was leaning slightly to adjust the speed.
He wore a pair of sports trousers and an army green short T-shirt, and his neat short hair had just been washed and was still dripping with water.
Looking at He Yining from this position, he has a three-dimensional and perfect side profile, a lean and stylish figure, and is a standard handsome man who is angry both personally and mentally.
He turned his head, the corners of his thin lips pursed, his brows furrowed with anger, and a faint cold light flashed in his narrow eyes.
"Why so slow?" He glared at her dissatisfied, "What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone so handsome before?"
He Yining's expression froze. He had never seen such a handsome man before, and no one could match such a thick-skinned man.
She took the towel aside and stood next to him respectfully.
The weather outside is so nice. Instead of running outside, he is messing around in the house.
Gu Nianxi had adjusted the speed of the treadmill and began to run slowly. As the speed of the machine increased, beads of sweat gradually appeared on his body, rolling like crystals along his wheat-colored skin.
He ran for a while, then simply took off the T-shirt on top, and threw it on He Yining's head.
Suddenly, the clothes that were taken off were still covered with his unique masculine smell and a faint scent of ambergris. He Yining was stunned, quickly tore off the clothes, and threw them on the floor like a savage beast.