Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

An Hao curled his lips: "It's nothing, I mean I am Mrs. Zuo. How much money she gave me is absolutely no match for everything that Mrs. Zuo has. I will definitely not let her succeed so easily. How can a savvy person be so confused about priorities, and of course they won’t push you away because of that petty little profit."

Zuo Hancheng snorted, "Good Gu An, if you really say these things one day, it will prove that you have really grown up."

"what?"

Such words can prove that she has grown up?

What is the logic?

Is Zuo Hancheng's twisted thinking logic? Knowing reality knows vanity is growing up?

"But obviously, you'll only play tricks in front of me." Zuo Hancheng looked at her lukewarmly: "Go back to the ward, if you have anything to say until you are discharged."

Well, right now, he was stuck at his bedside and refused to leave: "The director of this hospital, isn't Mo Bai and you both very familiar? Anyway, we are husband and wife and live in the same ward. What does it matter? This is not an ICU, but a general ward."

When Zuo Hancheng looked at her, Anhao put his arm on the side of the bed, dragged his chin with one hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him while smiling: "In order to ensure that Miss Rong will not take advantage of me to rest in other wards. When I ran over to see my husband, I always have to take some precautions. It is not too much for a husband and wife to live in the same ward, right?"

Zuo Hancheng didn't say whether to agree or disagree. He just looked at her, and his clear voice slowly said, "I need to be quiet."

"Relax, I must be quiet and I will never disturb you. I know you are badly injured and need more rest to recover. I promise not to disturb you."

Zuo Hancheng frowned and looked at her gesture of guaranteeing with a raised hand, knowing that once she agreed to such a request, she would never have a quiet life.

"Well, you see, Rong Xue has come to City A, and now it is a stressful stage for me to prevent fire, theft and ex-girlfriend. I can only sleep in the same ward with you, otherwise I am afraid I will have the nightmare of being a flower girl behind you two."

Anhao said with a smile: "If you don't speak, I will treat it as your consent?"

Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows, he was still helpless to her girl after all, he showed compromise with his eyes and let her go.

Anhao raised his hand in a victory sign, got up and walked out of the ward to tell the doctor that he was about to change the ward.

After Mo Bai and the relevant medical staff knew that Anhaoti’s request was approved by Zuo Hancheng, the medical staff felt that this seemed not very good, but if they were a couple, the hospital would not impose such a requirement. stop.

But Mo Bai could see that Zuo was really indulging in Gu Anhao.

This kind of indulgence was never done to Rong Xue even when he was in the United States.

Maybe... Maybe...

Many things are not absolute, just like this little girl surnamed Gu who suddenly appeared a few months ago, maybe it was really an accident that no one had thought of.

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In the ward, it was as quiet as if a needle fell and could hear clearly.

Anhao lay on the bed and turned her eyes from time to time, and she was too bored.

Originally, she was not seriously injured, but because Zuo Hancheng was hospitalized, she didn't plan to be discharged, but because of the requirement to move to his ward, she now has to receive the same treatment as him.

Keep quiet in the ward and rest more. When Zuo Hancheng is resting, she must also rest and not make any noise.

Anhao lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. His eyes were round, and his mouth muttered silently: "One Zuo Hancheng... Two Zuo Hancheng... Three Zuo Hancheng... Four Zuo Hancheng... …Five Zuo Hancheng... Eighteen Zuo Hancheng... Thirty Zuo Hancheng..."

Her voice was very light, light, and light, trying to hypnotize herself, but instead of falling asleep, she became more and more energetic.

On another hospital bed not far away, Zuo Hancheng turned his head and looked in her direction: "Sit up and watch TV if you can't sleep, don't force yourself to sleep."

"You haven't slept?" Anhao heard his voice and immediately turned over from the bed and looked at him like this.

The two people looked at each other in their respective hospital beds. She smiled brilliantly. Although Zuo Hancheng's face was still pale, he was much better than yesterday. Seeing her lively and lively appearance, he smiled: "Excessive blood loss is just a temporary lack of strength, and it is easy to feel tired, and it will not keep sleeping."

Hearing this, Anhao sat up abruptly, got out of bed and peeled the fruit. Finally, he cut a plate of fruit and sent it to his bedside: "Then, do you want to eat fruit?"

"You have no appetite, eat it yourself."

But his answer was obviously ineffective. Anhao first ate a sliced ​​cantaloupe by himself. It tasted good, and the sweetness should not arouse his disgust, so he directly used a small fork to fork a piece. On his mouth, he said decently: "Ah! Open your mouth!"

"..." Zuo Hancheng looked at her, sighed and let her feed himself fruit after all.

In the evening sunset, the clouds reflected from the plain white snow outside the hospital entered the ward, shining on the two people.

Anhao didn't treat herself badly nor abused him. She always distributed evenly one by one until she felt full, so she put down the plate and turned back to her hospital bed.

When covering the quilt, he said, "Then, Zuo Hancheng, don’t think that I live in the same ward with you just to find a blockage for you. Come on. I can take care of you anyway. Go to sleep. There will be no noise for an hour."

...

After half an hour.

Anhao still couldn't fall asleep, lying in bed tossing about how to endure these two hours.

After all, Zuo Hancheng is not a god, he is also a mortal after all. He will suffer from illness, bleed and get hurt, and he will need to rest and sleep when he is too tired.

She can't bother him again and again, but she is really boring, what should I do...

Will the doctors in this hospital see a doctor? Isn't the most important thing a patient with excessive blood loss should do? Will Zuo Hancheng sleep and sleep like a fool?

Finally, he sat up and quietly craned his neck to look at Zuo Hancheng who seemed to have fallen asleep on the opposite hospital bed.

After watching him like this for a while, Anhao breathed a sigh of relief, got out of bed quietly, walked gently to the side of his hospital bed, looked down at the pale man who was sleeping, and slowly leaned forward to approach. Looking at his face from a distance.

Zuo Hancheng, who is suffering from injury, no longer looks gleaming like usual, but quiet and pale makes her feel as if he has finally come down from the clouds, just like this quietly by her side, let her Look at him carefully.