Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 215 I heard that you spent the night together?

After closing the door to the ward, Han Zhou waited for half a minute. Seeing that Noila Mo did not attack, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still did not dare to be careless and kept pleading with this girl who could read people's hearts. Eyes.

He believed that the other party could understand what he meant.

But Noila Mo never responded.

Han Zhou sighed. He knew it would be like this, but he had no choice. This kind of thing was something he was wrong about in the first place. Mo Yixia had already given him a lot of face by not turning her back directly, so he couldn't expect more.

He looked around, wanting to pour a glass of water for the two of them, but when he saw a cup of hot water and half a peeled orange beside their bed, he knew that he had nothing to do for the time being, so Walking towards the chair next to Gu Zheng's bed, he asked:
"Are you feeling better now?"

Noila Mo glanced at him and suddenly said in a weak voice: "Sit here with me."

She moved to the left and patted the large empty space beside the bed, "You can just lie down."

Han Zhou paused.

Gu Zheng turned around and looked over, frowning slightly.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

"I'm just kidding."

Han Zhou was nervous, but fortunately No Yixia didn't intend to kill him and continued, "It's not possible to lie down, but you might as well sit over here. It's spacious here."

Gu Zheng's brows relaxed slightly, but she still felt a little uncomfortable. She thought to herself that this girl had too little sense of distance. How could she invite a boy to sit on her bed?

Especially after seeing that Han Zhou did not refuse immediately, her mood became even more irritable.

"no need."

The reason why Han Zhou didn't refuse immediately was because he was confused. He quickly forced out a smile and said, "There is a chair here. I can just sit on the chair."

He kept winking at Noila Mo.

The latter turned a blind eye, shook his head slightly, and said in an expectant and nostalgic tone: "Sitting on a chair is not as comfortable as sitting on a bed."

The corner of Han Zhou's mouth twitched, wishing he could cover this guy's mouth immediately, but when he thought that this might be one of the other party's goals, he felt dizzy.

He knew that this guy definitely did it on purpose. This was a very ambiguous statement, especially in such a scene, that is, the guzheng was too pure. If Sister Gu Shu and Miao were still present, he simply couldn't imagine what the situation would become. What.

Removing them early was the best decision I ever made in my life...

Han Zhou secretly rejoiced and said with a smile, "This is a chair, it's quite comfortable."

"Can you feel comfortable lying down?" Noila Mo looked at him with a half-smile.

Han Zhou didn't dare to look at Gu Zheng's current expression. He laughed dryly and said, "I still prefer sitting. And didn't you say you can't lie on your bed?"

After saying that, without giving Noila Mo a chance to speak again, he quickly moved the chair between the two hospital beds and showed his attitude with actions.

Does this mean that a bowl of water should be balanced?

Noila Mo saw the meaning of Han Zhou's move and gave a slight "tsk". Her mood was neither good nor bad. She stood up with difficulty and slowly stretched out her hand, looking like she wanted to get water but was unable to do so. .

Seeing this, Han Zhou raised his hand and touched the wall of the cup to feel the temperature, then picked up the cup and handed it to her, worriedly asking: "Is the fever serious?"

He knew that Noila Mo had the habit of concealing her illness and not reporting it. If she had endured it for a long time before coming to see a doctor, then her current appearance might not be just faking.

"You won't know until you touch it."

Noila Mo weakly took the water glass, perhaps sensing Han Zhou's concern, she said softly "Thank you", and then said nothing more.

But even this was scary enough. Han Zhou pretended not to hear. He knew that Gu Zheng was staring at him now, and he felt like thorns on his back. How could he dare to feel Mo Yixia's body temperature in front of Gu Zheng.

And he can guarantee that the place this guy asked him to touch was definitely not his forehead...

After taking off the mask, Noila Mo's face couldn't hide her paleness. She drank a few sips of water, handed the cup to Han Zhou, put on the mask and lay down again, and said feebly: "Lean closer to me, I'm alone in a strange place." There’s no place to sleep.”

Stop talking nonsense, you slept soundly when you were alone in the hotel room...

Han Zhou felt a toothache, and before he could speak, Gu Zheng suddenly pulled up the quilt and covered his face in anger, making a muffled sound.

"I can't sleep either!"

There was a hint of irritation in his tone, and he was obviously unhappy.

Noila Mo coughed twice slightly to show her weakness: "I remember you just said that you were much better, right? The fact that you can't sleep now should mean that you are almost mentally recovered, and you are about to take a bottle. It’s over, I think you should be able to take out the needle and leave after a while.”

She sounded cheerful, as if she was happy for her new friend's recovery.

But Gu Zheng was not a fool, so of course he heard the implication. This girl seemed to hope that she could leave here as soon as possible to leave some space for herself and Han Zhou to be alone.

Combined with all the previous signs, she suddenly had a guess in her heart——

This girl named Noila Mo is his love rival!
This girl likes Han Zhou, and even if she doesn't like him, she must have a good impression of him. Thinking of this, Gu Zheng's alarm bells rang in her heart, especially when she thought of the delicate face he saw when he was drinking water. This moment of vigilance Climb to the top.

I don’t know if Han Zhou saw this...

She still covered her head in the quilt and said in a complaining tone: "I also wanted to leave early, but the doctor who saw me said that I was very ill and had to infuse several bottles of fluid before I could leave."

However, Gu Zheng is not good at lying and acting, and it is full of loopholes for a mind-reading expert like Noila Mo. The latter can easily hear the joy in her complaining tone, and is obviously hoping to get a few more bottles of fluids. And happy.

This is indeed the case. When he heard the old doctor's diagnosis before, Gu Zheng just felt that the other doctor was making too much fuss. It took ten minutes to infuse a bottle of fluid. It was a waste of time to stay in the hospital for so long. But now he felt that the old doctor was making too much fuss. The doctor is really skilled in medicine, his eyes are full of wisdom, and even his bald head looks so cute.

She said happily: "I think I still have two bottles of liquid to lose. What about you? How many more bottles do you have to lose? It shouldn't be as much as me, right?"

This weird desire to compare made Noila Mo stunned for a moment, and then coughed twice: "I also have two bottles, but I think it may not be enough. I have been weak since I was a child, and I have become more and more weak recently. No It’s okay to be sick, but it’s very troublesome when you get sick, especially when you need someone to take care of you.”

Gu Zheng didn't understand the meaning of "I have become increasingly weak recently", but she understood the meaning of the last sentence, and immediately sighed: "I also need someone to take care of me. I have never been sick before, and I didn't even come to the hospital." After a few times, I was not used to the first diabetic injection." "Really?"

Noila Mo smiled weakly, looking like I felt pity for you, "I really envy you. Not only are you always healthy, but you still have your parents to take care of you when you are sick."

She was reminding Gu Zheng not to forget who Han Zhou came for - you already have your parents to take care of you, so there is no need to think about taking care of a poor person like me, right?

Gu Zheng didn't speak for a long time. She just didn't like to think about it before. Now she was on alert. Of course, she immediately understood what the girl meant.

However, her silence was not self-examination, but huddled under the quilt and secretly sent messages, asking her parents to find a reason to leave later, and it was best not to come back.

Then wouldn’t I have no parents to take care of me?

Qian warned her parents not to go back to the ward. Gu Zheng put down her phone with satisfaction and said regretfully: "My parents don't have time to take care of me all the time. After chatting with Teacher Ouyang, they have to get down to business. Alas, I don’t know if I can go back before dinner.”

These words were spoken completely subconsciously. She didn't know how she could say such childish words, just like a child competing for favor. But the strange thing was that she didn't feel guilty at all after saying these words.

Noila Mo nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I don't know when I can go back to class. The key is that my foot is still injured, and someone will have to take me back then."

"Your school should be very close to the hospital, right?"

Gu Zheng seemed to be aroused by the desire to win. He gritted his teeth and said, "Our home is quite far away from this hospital. There was a section of the road where there were no people. Now it is getting dark so fast. I just watched a horror movie yesterday. When I think of I’m scared to go home and pass by a mass grave.”

The words were just short of saying "I also need someone to take me home."

Han Zhouzheng listened with great interest, and the corner of his mouth twitched when he heard this, when did you have to pass the mass grave when you went home?

Then my mood became complicated.

Gu Zheng, who has always been tough-talking, actually admitted for the first time that he was afraid, and even made up a mass grave. In addition to fighting for a very new thing, he also obviously had a sense of tension and crisis.

Maybe she is really scared...

A huge sense of shame rushed into Han Zhou's heart.

Of course, Gu Zheng, who was huddled in the quilt at this time, didn't know what he was thinking. He hesitated for a while and continued: "And this is the first time I have been admitted to the hospital because of illness. I don't know what other procedures will follow..."

"It doesn't matter, I am often hospitalized. If you have any questions, I can teach you." Noila Mo comforted her warmly.

This guy was also talking nonsense. Although her body was far inferior to that of Gu Zheng, she was still at the level of a normal girl. How could she be hospitalized every day... Han Zhou had a headache.

Gu Zheng was also considerate: "It's not too much trouble. I remember you said you wanted to sleep just now? Let's get some sleep now. The fever should be almost gone when you wake up."

She huddled under the quilt, typing on her phone with one hand as she talked, searching the Internet for ways to deal with her love rival.

Little did she know that she was already self-taught.

The two of them never mentioned Han Zhou, but they talked about Han Zhou, competing for Han Zhou's "right to care", trying to get him to focus more on themselves in the next time.

"I want to sleep too."

Noila Mo sighed softly and said helplessly, "But it's hard for me to fall asleep in a strange environment, unless someone familiar is with me. It would be better if someone could tell me a story..."

As if she suddenly remembered something, she raised her head and looked at Han Zhou, curiously saying, "By the way, Han Zhou, I heard that you went to climb a snow mountain a few days ago. Can you tell me some interesting things about the mountain climbing process?"

Han Zhou had always watched the show with complicated emotions. Even if he was not in the whirlpool, it would be very interesting to watch two beautiful girls arguing. Who knew that the next second he heard such a sentence that made his spine tremble? Cool words.

Obviously, Noila Mo had noticed his little thoughts and didn't want him to continue to be leisurely like this.

If it was fine before, but if he now dares to say that he and Noila Mo went to the snowy mountains, Gu Zheng will definitely feel doubly sad and disappointed.

Han Zhou decided to deal with it, but he saw that Gu Zheng had stretched her head out of the quilt at some point. Perhaps it was because the quilt was too hot, and her little face was covered with red.

"I want to hear it too," she said.

Han Zhou saw the smile flashing in Noila Mo's eyes. This time it was her turn to watch the show.

Fortunately, he had already thought of a way to deal with it, and looked at Gu Zheng without changing his expression: "I would rather hear why you suddenly fell ill. Sister Miao was ready to tell me this morning, but you interrupted me."

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Gu Zheng's face, and she said with a guilty conscience: "I suddenly don't want to hear it anymore..."

She silently retracted her head into the quilt.

Han Zhou laughed. He knew this would be the result. Gu Zheng was a very thin-skinned person. He was embarrassed to say things, let alone to an outsider.

If it were Noila Mo, it would be different. This guy's face is extremely thick-skinned. If he wanted to threaten her with embarrassing things in public, this guy would not only not care, but would pretend to be shy and say "This, this kind of thing" Can you just tell outsiders casually?" Such words that can easily be misunderstood can turn him into an enemy.

So I can only use other methods to change the topic.

Han Zhou was thinking and looking at Noila Mo with pleading eyes.

Mo Yixia did not ignore him this time, with a thoughtful look on her face: "The experience of climbing a snow mountain is indeed too long, and I heard that the process is very boring. I really can't choose anything to say, so forget it, but you have to follow me. Talk about something else.”

"what's up?"

Han Zhou's heart was raised, and his intuition told him that the next question was Mo Yixia's real purpose.

Gu Zheng quietly poked her head out and secretly observed the expressions of the two of them. She just realized that staying huddled under the quilt was a sign of weakness, and she might miss the eye contact between the two.

At the same time, Noila Mo happened to cast her a half-smiling look.

"I heard you spent the night together?"

　I went to the hospital with my family. Sorry for being a bit late. This chapter has [-] words. I will carefully adjust and polish it afterwards. In the end, it will not be less than [-] words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)