Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 177 From now on, the world will be wider

Yan Hanxiang returned to {Longing Villa} and was thinking about what to eat for herself and Gu Ran at noon. The housekeeper had already rang the doorbell reserved for housekeepers and servants.

Gu Ran also happened to come out of the room. He was sick and not energetic. He was only wearing shorts and a T-shirt.

"Aunt Xiang?" He was stunned for a moment and speeded up his dressing process.

"Did you order lunch? Go back and lie down, and I'll ask them to take it to your room." Yan Hanxiang glanced at his thin waist.

In the eyes of women, he is now a 'sick beauty'. Some women will want to bully him more, while others will want to protect him.

"Su Qing ordered it. Let me get up and open the door." Gu Ran replied.

"Go back and lie down." Yan Hanxiang waved his hand.

"I'm already up and eating at the table."

"Huh?" A voice that could not be refuted.

Since he was warned, he lay down on the bed but kept his pants and clothes on.

Of course there are psychiatrists, saying things like 'Don't go crazy', 'You're not sick, you're angry', 'Why did you run away', 'I'll send a car to pick you up', etc.

Sitting here, eating generously and naturally, the whole person is extremely beautiful, a work of art sent from heaven.

[Su Qing: Are you feeling better? 】

Gu Ran had also seen the emoticons posted by lawyer Fei Xiaoxiao, saying, "I'm tired, I can't get the sentence, let me die" and "Rub your fingers to get more money."

"do not move."

[He Qingyan: Crying while being determined]

[Su Qing: I ordered lunch for you, then get up and open the door by yourself. 】

The hands were slender, as white as onions, and as tender as permeable jade. Just looking at these hands made Gu Ran eat three more bowls of rice.

There was movement outside the door, Gu Ran put down his phone, and Yan Hanxiang came in pushing the dining cart.

[He Qingyan: Crying a little]

Gu Ran did plan to eat at the desk.

[Gu Ran: No, I need a kiss from Xiao Qingqing]

[He Qingyan: no expression]

[Chen Ke: Take care of yourself (the doctor is holding a syringe with a serious and cute expression. The word "oil" in the syringe - this is an emoticon)]

[He Qingyan: crying]

"Gudu!"

The lower body is a red dress.

[Su Qing: Xiaomen]

They are all crazy, but it is rare to see someone as cute as Chen Ke.

"Okay, thank you Aunt Xiang."

Yan Hanxiang pushed the dining cart to the bedside and fiddled with it twice. The dining cart deformed slightly and Gu Ran could eat directly on the bed.

She opened the lids of the lunch boxes one by one.

"You must lie on the bed. When I go in and see you sitting at the desk, you are dead, do you understand?" Yan Hanxiang threatened like a girl.

He took the phone and saw a lot of messages, most of which were from He Qingyan.

She wore a white short-sleeved top today. It was very designed, had beautiful pleats, and the neckline was just right. It was both sexy and revealing nothing.

Gu Ran just wanted to move.

Especially her hands.
Gu Ran quickly took a bite of the honey-glazed pork ribs.

Every career field has its own unique emoji.

[Su Qing: (Su Xiaoqing’s kiss)]

[Su Qing: It seems that the illness is almost healed. 】

What's this? Psychological changes at work?
Fortunately, Gu Ran's cell phone was muted and vibrate was not turned on, otherwise he would not have been able to sleep all morning under such intensive bombardment.

He couldn't do it, he couldn't restrain his opponent's love and impulse at all. How did he become such a pervert?
We must find a way to overcome it!
Dreams cannot affect me, I have to eat a bite of rice; dreams cannot affect me, I have to eat a bite of vegetables; dreams cannot affect me, I have to eat a bite of lobster;
"Eat slowly." Yan Hanxiang reminded.

[Gu Ran: I want to kiss its mother]

Gu Ran had no choice but to go back to the bedroom.

"Eat less rice and more vegetables." Yan Hanxiang also sat down to eat together.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Hanxiang laughed, "When you are sick, your body needs nutrition. Eat."

[He Qingyan: crying]

[He Qingyan: Perseverance]

Delicious food.

Gu Ran picked up the multi-grain rice and took two bites in a row.

The hand holding the bowl, the hand holding the chopsticks, take two bites of rice.
"You can't do this."

Gu Ran also felt that he couldn't do this!
Yan Hanxiang took his rice bowl directly: "Eat the vegetables first, and then eat later."

She used a spoon to serve Gu Ran a small bowl of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, which contained scallops, scallops and other seafood. She dangled her hands in front of Gu Ran.

The effect is like waving a ham sausage in front of a dog.

How can the little dog stand it?
Gu Ran couldn't bury his head in eating even if he wanted to, because Yan Hanxiang didn't allow him to eat too fast, and he wasn't allowed to have problems with his manners - he wasn't allowed to keep his head down.

"Why did I suddenly have a low fever? Did the air conditioner turn on too low at night?" she asked.

"No, maybe I kicked off the quilt, or maybe I drove back last night and opened the window to let in the wind for a while and caught a cold." Gu Ran replied.

"After dinner, I will give you an aromatherapy treatment. It should make you feel better."

Gu Ran wanted to refuse, but thinking that now he needed to recover mentally more than physically, he didn't say anything.

He suddenly thought of a good way to hedge his 'hands', wouldn't it be enough to just look at the legs and buttocks?

With his love for beautiful legs and buttocks, mere 'hands' are nothing!
Yan Hanxiang was sitting, her buttocks couldn't be seen clearly, and her legs were wrapped in a red dress, but they were just a vague outline, and those legs were so beautiful.

Against the background of the slender waist, the buttocks also look extremely attractive.

Coupled with her beautiful hands, Yan Hanxiang's whole body is full of treasures.
'You deserve to die, old toad! '

Gu Ran was almost in tears.

After a very difficult yet very enjoyable lunch, we cleared the table, rinsed our mouth briefly, and gave Gu Ran aromatherapy with Yan Hanxiang.

There was no fanciful physical contact, just a scented candle prepared for Gu Ran based on his current situation.

After the candle was lit, the faint fragrance seemed to be there or not, and Gu Ran couldn't help but chase it.

It seemed that he came to a garden and after picking the most beautiful flower, he saw another one not far away.

Every time you pick a flower, you inhale the fragrance and feel better.

As a psychiatrist, Gu Ran subconsciously analyzed:

Have you really become mentally better, or do you think you are mentally better because you have been chasing this charming fragrance, diverting your attention and ignoring the pain and weakness?
Maybe both.

Five minutes later, Yan Hanxiang said, "I haven't fallen asleep yet. Is there something on my mind, or did the incense I mixed fail to give the right medicine?"

How should Gu Ran answer this?

Can we say that her fumigation medicine did not give the right medicine? This is a professional level that challenges Yan Hanxiang. Besides, Gu Ran didn't fall asleep, and it wasn't because the incense was bad.

"Something on your mind?" Yan Hanxiang guessed, a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Gu Ran has a bold idea!

He is a patient now. If he asks Yan Hanxiang to use her hands to massage his head, or simply put her palms on his forehead, isn't that too much?

Didn't Zhuang Jing also measure his temperature with her hands this morning?
Of course, of course!
Of course Gu Ran knew that the main reason Zhuang Jing used his hands instead of measuring his temperature was to make him feel that he was cared about through physical contact.

Just like when a child goes to the hospital with a fever, the female doctor does not simply use a thermometer to measure the temperature, but gently puts her hand on the child's forehead. The child will definitely feel more comfortable, right?

Therefore, when you are sick, let the other person massage your head with their hands, there is no problem!
"Xiang, Aunt Xiang." Gu Ran's voice was hoarse.

Yan Hanxiang looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

"Can you. The handle is"

Yan Hanxiang's smile faded a little, it could be said to be cold, and her eyes stared at Gu Ran without warmth.

"I'm sorry, you pretended you didn't hear anything." Gu Ran felt ashamed.

Of course it was okay to massage his head with his hands, but what was he thinking? For what purpose did you say this?
Dirty! Yan Hanxiang put his hands into the quilt.

"fragrant--"

"I think you're in good spirits." Yan Hanxiang sneered.

"not me."

"You what?"

".Nothing." At this point, Gu Ran couldn't say anything.

Could it be that he just wanted Yan Hanxiang to massage his head with his hands? How does this make Yan Hanxiang, who has already taken action, feel ashamed and disgraced?

"You are still so energetic even though you are sick." Yan Hanxiang's voice was cold.

Her hands were a little cold too.

"I'm sorry." Gu Ran said.

"Ha." Yan Hanxiang sneered.

"You, please slow down."

Yan Hanxiang not only did not slow down, but also accelerated.

Those were a pair of beautiful hands. Gu Ran felt that he was in the paradise world and it was worth losing everything.

But there is another thought in his mind. This may be the only opportunity in his life, and he must not give up just like that!

After a while, Yan Hanxiang had to relax his hands for a while.

Looking at Gu Ran again, just looking at his face, you can tell that his body and his will are tense.

Yan Hanxiang smiled imperceptibly.

At the same time, she was also amazed in her mind that she could use both hands more!
The quality in all other aspects is also excellent.

Yan Hanxiang only wanted a quick fight, and Gu Ran could still block it. At this moment, her rhythm changed and turned into teasing, and Gu Ran was gone.

Yan Hanxiang only felt that her hands were all slippery, and the temperature was unexpectedly high.

While washing her hands, she couldn't help but think: If a person has a fever, will the temperature of this thing also rise? Doesn’t it mean that the temperature required for this kind of thing is lower than the human body temperature?
After walking out of the bathroom, Gu Ran lay on the bed with one arm resting on his forehead. His chest was still rising and falling obviously, and his heart rate had not yet dropped.

"Wipe it yourself." Yan Hanxiang handed the towel to Gu Ran.

Gu Ran took the towel sheepishly. The towel was warm and the temperature was just right, making it comfortable.

He felt warm in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a great sense of apology.

"Aunt Xiang."

"Still thinking?!" Yan Hanxiang looked at the bedding that was rising and falling as he wiped it, beautifully stained with frost.

Just when she was about to deal with him, she heard Gu Ran say quickly: "No, no, I just want to say I'm sorry."

"Have a good rest." Yan Hanxiang said in a cold voice.

Gu Ran didn't know what to do with the towel, so Yan Hanxiang took the initiative to take it away.

Yan Hanxiang wanted to throw the towel directly into the washing machine that was 'incompatible with the villa'. After thinking about it, she was worried that others would accidentally find it after get off work, so she washed it directly.

When she came out of the bathroom again, Gu Ran had already fallen asleep.

"Man." Yan Hanxiang shook his head and went out, closing the door softly.

When Gu Ran woke up, it was already after seven o'clock in the evening. He felt refreshed and full of energy.

My body feels refreshed!

Looking at the bed in front of me, I have the urge to lift it up with one hand, and I even vaguely feel that I can really lift this bed with one hand.

Not to mention the bed frame itself, the mattress was extremely heavy, but he felt that he was fine.

After looking at it again and again, I still didn't really lift it. It was just a matter of time before I had a low fever, and my waist slipped again.

When Gu Ran walked out of the room, everyone happened to be having dinner, and he felt hungry when he smelled the aroma.

"Are you up? How are you feeling?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"If the beam above my head collapses, I can hold it up!" Gu Ran sat down to eat, but he didn't dare to look at Yan Hanxiang.

"I came back feeling sick at noon. It seems that my aromatherapy treatment is more effective than medicine." Yan Hanxiang did not intend to let the awkward atmosphere stay between the two of them.

"Yes, with Aunt Xiang's aromatherapy, my sleep quality in the afternoon is obviously better than in the morning." Gu Ran regretted it after saying this.

I just hope Yan Hanxiang doesn’t misunderstand him, he doesn’t mean anything else.

Yan Hanxiang was a little suspicious that he had lost his sense of control, thinking that he could do whatever he wanted from now on, but seeing that he ate the vegetables first and not in a hurry to eat the rice, he didn't care.

"Many people miss you today," He Qingyan said, "Nurses, female patients, and female doctors."

"Female doctor?" Gu Ran asked with a smile.

"Chen Ke, and Zhang Ying."

"Su Qing and you didn't miss me?"

"Su Qing and I missed you so much that our heads were smoking. Before lunch break, Su Qing secretly played with her mobile phone and ordered food for you. We were afraid that you would be hungry, so we had to let you eat at exactly 12 o'clock. Have lunch.”

"You should take care of your brother." Su Qing showed no expression.

"Thank you, Sister Su Qing~" Gu Ran said in a sweet voice like a good little brother.

Everyone was amused.

"." Su Qing endured it for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back and started laughing.

She covered her lips with her hands and glanced at Gu Ran with her crystal clear eyes. Her attack power was probably equal to that of a 'dead ghost~', which only made Gu Ran even more proud!

"The energy is different." Zhuang Jing observed and said.

"I also feel like I'm in better spirits." Gu Ran said.

"The illusion that the illness is over will return to normal tomorrow." Yan Hanxiang glanced at him.

"Well, it should be." Gu Ran responded.

He Qingyan's bright and delicate face suddenly came over and asked suspiciously: "You seem a little afraid of my mother?"

"I discovered today," Gu Ran tried to pick up a piece of abalone, "Aunt Xiang is very powerful. She even scolded me when I was sick."

Did you say the wrong thing again?

Gu Ran's hands began to tremble.

"What did you do?" Su Qing became interested when she heard him being scolded.

"It's your fault," Gu Ran couldn't pick up the abalone. "You asked me to get up to eat. When Aunt Xiang saw it, she scolded me and told me to go back to bed."

"That's because I care about you." Yan Hanxiang helped him put the abalone in the bowl.

"Thank you Aunt Xiang."

"My mother is quite capable, isn't she?" He Qingyan smiled.

For some reason, she was very happy to see that Yan Hanxiang and Gu Ran had such a good relationship, and she felt a little bit like her son-in-law was afraid of her mother-in-law.

"Yeah." Gu Ran lowered his head to eat the abalone, and suddenly remembered Yan Hanxiang's 'reprimand', and quickly straightened up to eat it.

"I know what my mother taught you!" He Qingyan immediately laughed when she saw his same eating posture.

Zhuang Jing and Su Qing looked familiar, and they couldn't help but smile.

"Eat." Yan Hanxiang scolded, but she was also laughing.

While eating the delicious abalone, Gu Ran suddenly realized that he didn't seem to like his hands anymore?

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"Private Diary": September 5, Thursday, {Longing for the Villa}
Thoughts seemed to be corrected.

In other words, satisfied?
It's good to be able to solve it, but you have to be careful. If I'm attacked by a dead woman, do I have to find a dead woman?
Today's times are developing rapidly, and maybe dolls of the same height can also make do.

I really just want Aunt Xiang to massage my head. At most, I just want to hold her hand, not be held by her!
After recovering from the illness, you feel better mentally and physically, but this may be an illusion.

While writing my diary, I couldn't help but think, can I really not have Su Qing and He Qingyan at the same time?
The worst case scenario is that together with He Qingyan, they would stalk Su Qing, and then provide Su Qing with psychological counseling - giving her enough love to make her let go of her grudge.

My spirits have indeed improved and I have become more confident.

No, this must be because the old toad is still influencing me. I'm not that lustful!
Okay, I admit, I am lustful, but I am not so courageous.

So, now I have a lustful heart but a lustful courage?
Probably not, I'm scared to death of Aunt Xiang.

(End of this chapter)