Chapter 201

After Nanchuan left, Qin Muchen went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

He looked at the man in the mirror with a hint of panic on his face, looked at it expressionlessly for a while, and then turned and went out.

When he came out, Bai Jingshu and Gu Hanyan, who had been waiting for him in Yuhuang Palace, had already arrived.

They should have come here after calling Nanchuan.

"Mu Chen, are you alright?" As soon as Gu Hanyan saw Qin Muchen, he rushed up to him, with undisguised worry on his face.

Qin Muchen just responded indifferently: "It's okay."

"That's..." Gu Hanyan wanted to ask something more, and the door of the operating room was pushed open.

Qin Mu turned her head sharply, walked forward in three steps at a time, and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is she?"

"The wound has been treated and sutured. Fortunately, the incision is not too deep and the injury is not serious. Wait..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Mu in a cold voice: "Isn't it serious that you need sutures?"

When he said this, his brows were furrowed fiercely, his eyes were full of worry and anger, and the aura that was used to giving orders was revealed, making the doctor lower his head slightly involuntarily, trying to avoid Qin Muchen's gaze.

"But...it's not as life-threatening, you just need to cultivate well, and you can be discharged from the hospital after a while."

After the doctor finished speaking, he still raised his head to look at Qin Muchen nervously, not knowing whether it was in his mind or not.

Qin Muchen's heart sank slightly after hearing the phrase "It's not as dangerous as life".

...

Qin Muchen followed the cart to the general ward.

In the ward, he asked the doctor and nurse about Su Ziyue's condition again.

After the doctors and nurses had left, he turned his head to look at Bai Jingshu and Gu Hanyan who had been following him all along: "Go back first."

Gu Hanyan is still here, Su Ziyue definitely doesn't want to see her when he wakes up.

He still remembered that time when Gu Hanyan went to the house, Su Ziyue always spoke to her with a gun and a stick, sarcastically and secretly.

What she did was obviously not an honorable thing, but he also thought it was cute when he saw her like that.

Bai Jingshu knew that even if he stayed here, he had nothing to do, so he nodded and said, "Then we'll leave first, call us if you have anything to do."

After speaking, he called Gu Hanyan again.

After Qin Muchen finished speaking, he sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked at Su Ziyue.

She was lying on her side on the bed, and he had to lower his body to see her face.

Her face, which is usually white and tender with a touch of pink, has turned white as paper at this time, her eyes are dozing, and her long eyelashes are curled up, but they are not as flashy as usual.

She was trapped in the white quilt, looking lifeless.

Qin Muchen's heart ached fiercely, and he felt his whole heart being pulled. He reached out and brushed away the messy hair on her forehead, bowed his head and kissed her lightly, and then grabbed her hand , did not let go.

Gu Hanyan, who had already walked to the door, suddenly turned around and saw such a scene.

No matter how she deceived herself and others, what she interpreted from Qin Muchen's eyes was affectionate distress.

She unconsciously clenched her hands into fists.

She fell in love with Qin Muchen who had no feelings for her for so many years, but actually fell in love with a woman who appeared out of nowhere.

Moreover, this woman is notorious, her mother died young, her father was imprisoned, and she has no family background.

She thought she was no worse than Su Ziyue, how could Qin Muchen fall in love with Su Ziyue instead of her?

She won't let it go!

...

When Su Ziyue woke up, all she could see was a vast expanse of whiteness. She was stunned for a while before she was about to turn over.

As a result, when she moved, her back hurt painfully.

She snorted softly, and woke up Qin Muchen who was lying beside the bed.

He straightened up and saw that Su Ziyue's eyes were open, his eyes lit up, and he smiled unconsciously, "Are you awake?"

She suddenly remembered what happened before, her voice was weak, and it sounded unusually soft: "Are you okay?"

When Qin Mu heard the words, the smile on his face slowly faded, he squeezed Su Ziyue's hand tightly, and looked at her deeply: "It's okay."

Su Ziyue asked again worriedly: "Are you really not injured?"

Qin Muchen's voice was a little astringent: "No."

After hearing what he said, Su Ziyue lowered her eyelids, and muttered in a low voice, "It's fine."

Although the voice was very low, Qin Muchen still heard it.

Over the years, it's not that he hasn't been injured, he hasn't been to the hospital, and there is no shortage of people who care about him.

He is different from ordinary rich kids. In the early years, he worked hard on his own. Injuries and illnesses were common occurrences. Someone would remind him, pay attention, be careful...

He also felt that injury and illness were all reasonable.

No one has ever blocked a knife for him, and then said "it's fine".

It seemed that in her eyes, it was only natural for him to block a knife and prevent him from getting hurt, but she was clearly just a weak little girl, and he was a big man, so getting hurt was nothing at all.

Qin Muchen's heart was like a tsunami passing through, the embankment was destroyed and the land was submerged. In the end, the tsunami reached the door of his heart, peeled his heart open, and engraved the words "Su Ziyue".

...

After a long time, Qin Mu calmed down and asked her softly, "Are you hungry?"

Su Ziyue squinted her eyes halfway, feeling that Qin Muchen's voice was a little different from usual, but she was indeed a little hungry, so she nodded.

Seeing this, Qin Muchen carefully helped her up, let her lean on the head of the bed, turned around and went to the table to get the thermos bottle that she had prepared earlier in the morning.

As soon as he opened the lid, the aroma spread in the ward.

Su Ziyue took a deep sniff, her voice was still low: "Chicken porridge?"

"En." Qin Mu replied deeply, and moved closer, scooped up the porridge to feed her.

Su Ziyue was stunned. Thinking about the previous incident, she and Qin Muchen did not reconcile. The intimate act of feeding her porridge made her feel uncomfortable.

She paused and said, "I'll do it myself..."

This time, Qin Muchen didn't speak, and he didn't take back the spoon he was holding, stubbornness was written in his handsome eyes.

Su Ziyue had no choice but to open her mouth, and Qin Muchen put the porridge into her mouth.

During the whole process, she didn't dare to look at Qin Muchen more, her pale face was also stained with a blush.

After she was full, Qin Muchen took the spoon she had eaten before and started to eat too.

Su Ziyue opened her mouth to say something, but after thinking about it, forget it, anyway, it's not the first time.

Although his eating appearance is still very gentle, but he eats quickly, as if he is a little hungry.

Su Ziyue thought it was funny that he was eating while holding the thermos, so she kept staring at him.

Then, Qin Muchen ate even faster, and quickly finished the rest of the porridge, then bullied him and kissed Su Ziyue.

He kissed a little eagerly, prying her lips open to catch her tongue, sucking and sucking.

After the kiss was over, Qin Mu said lightly: "Next time you look at me like that, it's not just a simple kiss."