Master Lu, Marry Me Or Not

Dr. Miller carefully confirmed Lu Wanyan's vital signs again, and took the nurse out first. Murong Yuze and Lu Wanyan were left in the ward of Nuo University.

In fact, before Murong Yuze came to this hospital, he didn't know how many times he had been here. He sucked his nose. Even now because of a cold and a little stuffy, he felt that the smell of disinfectant in the air was so familiar.

Murong Yuze quietly sat on the soft collapse and spoke politely. His thoughts drifted away. He went back to the time when they first met. It was the second week after they met.

During that time, the Mingyao team had a task. Murong Yuze didn't sleep well for a week, so he just made do with it in the office. When he was tired, he lay on the sofa for a while, and when he woke up, he went on working immediately.

The task was successfully completed, but Murong Yuze's body also collapsed. He coughed all day and caught a cold. Although he didn't do it right at all, everyone waved his hand and said it was ok, he was finally pulled to the hospital by his assistant Jiang Zhengchuan for infusion.

"I said I'm ok. Why do I come here to waste time? You don't know how much I hate the smell of disinfectant." Murong Yuze looks at the little nurse who gives her infusion and complains to Jiang Zhengchuan, the initiator standing beside the bed.

"Well, my Murong captain, we all know that you are a workaholic. Take a rest. No matter how busy you are, you have to pay attention to your health."

Jiang Zhengchuan was beside the bed, with a mother like smile on his face, and said to him, "we will be relieved to find a wife to control you well in the future."

"Just shut up. I'm the one who makes a living on the tip of a knife every day. No one is willing to talk to me. Don't bother me, girl. I'm fine alone." Murong Yuze a face of indifference, indeed, he felt a good person, free, carefree.

"Look at what you say. I think this little nurse is very good."

Jiang Zhengchuan pointed to the little nurse who was giving Murong Yuze infusion, and said with a bad smile.

The little nurse was so embarrassed by Jiang Zhengchuan's finger that she blushed. After the infusion, she was ready to ask her to leave, but now she was at a loss.

Murong Yuze heard him say so, and looked at the shy appearance of the little nurse. He was not angry for a moment. He took the pillow from the bed and threw it at Jiang Zhengchuan. He growled, "you wait, I won't kill you for a while."

Then he quickly appeased the little nurse, "Miss nurse, don't pay attention to him. He is so unrighteous all day. If you have any offence, please forgive me."

The little nurse had been attracted by Murong Yuze's handsome and steady. As soon as she entered the ward, her eyes did not leave him. Now she saw that he was so polite, and her face became more red.

Jiang Zhengchuan had a good view of the little nurse's every move. He had seen that she was scheming against their leader, so he teased her. Now, looking at the situation, he was only amused. He held the pillow that Murong Yuze had just received and carefully put it on the bed for him.

Looking at Murong Yuze's killing eyes, he said to the nurse with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry, Miss beauty, my fault, my fault, you have a lot of adults, please forgive me for this unintentional move."

The little nurse was so embarrassed that she waved her hand and said, "it's OK, it's OK."

Then he picked up the tray, covered his face and ran away.

"Jiang Zhengchuan, can you manage your mouth day by day?" Murong Yu Ze saw the nurse leave, and make complaints about Jiang Zhengchuan.

"Well, my Murong captain, I will pay attention to it in the future!" Jiang Zhengchuan has always been quick to admit his mistakes.

Murong Yuze couldn't help but said to him, "OK, you go back first. I have to lose for a while. I'll go back after losing."

"It's OK. At the end of this week, President Lu specially told me to follow you with a few of my men. Now you are our key protection object." Jiang Zhengchuan shook his head and replied.

In view of Murong Yuze's previous record of escaping from the hospital several times, no matter who accompanies him to the hospital, they have to keep them.

In private, the members of the Ming Yao team always say that they don't know what's going on with their captain. They always feel that he lives well, that he doesn't fight for anything, that any reward is to let others come first, and that he always lives in Buddhism. However, he is very enthusiastic about his work. Once he works, he doesn't take his body seriously, and his work always comes first.

"Well, I surrender. I think it's OK to sleep alone?" Murong Yuze knew that he could not escape today, so he had to say.

"Well, let's wait outside the ward. Call me whenever you need."

Murong Yuze nodded, and Jiang Zhengchuan walked out lightly.

Murong Yuze just said to have a rest when he lay there, but in recent days, he was tired physically and mentally and fell asleep unconsciously. But he is used to vigilance, and his mind is tense at any time. He just takes a nap and wakes up after an hour's sleep. Murong Yuze wakes up and feels very warm. He is covered with a blanket, the liquid has been lost, and the needle has been pulled out. He suspects that Jiang Zhengchuan just came in to cover himself. He can't help feeling warm. This boy is very intimate.When he was stunned, Murong Yuze saw a line of blue and white gray light coming out of the window. It was almost dark. He just wanted to get up and leave.

Suddenly I heard a groan from a woman on the bed next door, because Murong Yuze lived in a double ward, which was separated by a curtain in the middle. There was no patient on the bed next door when he came for transfusion in the morning, so he must have just lived in it.

Murong Yuze heard the sound more and more painful. He was afraid of any danger. He quickly lifted the blanket and got out of bed to check the situation. As a result, when he walked in, he became more familiar with the girl he met at Luo Yi's wedding last week. Lu Wanyan didn't know why he remembered her name firmly, as if it was engraved on his heart.

Murong Yuze couldn't help but move in her heart. Lu Wanyan didn't really wake up. Seeing that there was a little blood color on her face, Murong Yuze put her hand on her forehead and pressed it. To see her temperature, she fainted and called vaguely: "Luo Yi."

He didn't hear it very clearly. He couldn't help whispering, "how are you? Do you want me to call a doctor for you?"

The people on the bed seemed to hear his movement and murmured, "it hurts. It hurts me so much."