Marry Me Quick
Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Qin Muchen only came back after a long time.
When he walked into the ward, Su Ziyue looked like a husband-waiting rock because she was still leaning against the headboard.
However, the bandages on her head were an eyesore.
After putting the porridge and dishes that he had bought on the table, Qin Muchen took a spoon and put it into the porridge; Su Ziyue kept her eyes on him throughout the whole time.
Taking up the bowl of porridge, he stirred it patiently and took a spoonful of it to Su Ziyue’s mouth. “Have some.”
Fixing her gaze on his long fingers, Su Ziyue lowered her head and ate the porridge obediently.
After finishing the porridge, Su Ziyue felt full and warm in her stomach, slowly gaining her good spirits.
As her gaze followed around Qin Muchen, who was tidying up the takeaway boxes, she was certain that she had never met a man more good-looking than him; this was because she had never seen a man look so elegant even when he was throwing trash out.
After Qin Muchen had emptied the trash, he sat on her bed and asked, “Who did this?”
Even though he was speaking in a calm tone, Su Ziyue felt that he might help her take revenge.
Upon thinking about the situation at that time, Su Ziyue was finally terrified. In addition to Qin Muchen’s attractive face before her, the grievance in her heart suddenly became uncontrollable and she felt a lump come into her throat.
“Can you sit nearer to me?” Su Ziyue pursed her lips slightly and the rims of her eyes had become red.
When Qin Muchen saw her clear, bright eyes, he became hesitant for the first time.
As Su Ziyue saw him not moving at all, she slowly stretched her arms out toward him like an upset child seeking a hug from adults.
When Su Ziyue began cowering as she had no idea what was on his mind, Qin Muchen sat nearer to her and took her into his arms.
It was a warm and reassuring hug. Although she felt like she was hugging her father, there was something different about it.
The ward was so quiet that the couple slowed down their breathing without even realizing it.
Su Ziyue snuggled up into his arms greedily as it had been years since she felt warmth and reassurance the last time.
She buried her face into his chest. After a while, a shiver ran through Qin Muchen as he felt something warm and wet on his chest. Although his hand on her back went rigid, it eventually began stroking her back comfortingly.
…
That night, they huddled together and slept on the small hospital bed; Su Ziyue was in good spirits after one night of sleep.
When Qin Muchen finished washing up, he asked her, “What would you like for breakfast?”
“I would like to go home.” Su Ziyue blinked her watery eyes, looking delicate with her pale face.
Looking at the woman who always challenged him being in such a state now, Qin Muchen’s heart softened and he nodded. “Okay, let me go and consult the doctor. We’ll go home if he approves.”
“Hey…”
Su Ziyue was going to stop him, but he had already walked out.
The doctor had told her yesterday that she needed to stay in the hospital for observation.
Qin Muchen had been away for such a long time that even two uninvited guests had appeared.
Su Ziyue looked at the hypocritical Su Yige coldly. “What? Are you fancying my hospital ward now? You can just take it because I’m leaving now.”
“Ziyue, I heard that you were injured when I got home yesterday. Was it serious?” Su Yige furrowed her brows ‘worriedly’ and took a step forward, wanting to hold Su Ziyue’s hand.
Su Ziyue stepped aside to avoid Su Yige’s hand; she then said while having complete disdain on her face, “You’re more well-informed than my Grandpa.”
Behind Su Yige, Gong Zeyang reached out and pulled Su Yige to his side and looked at Su Ziyue. “Enough of it. Ziyue, you don’t need to act anymore since you’re injured now. Go and rest on the bed quickly.”
Then, he turned his gaze toward Su Yige. “You must be tired as you’ve just returned from the business trip. Go home and take a rest first; you don’t need to worry as I’ll stay here and keep Ziyue company.”
Who cared about his companion? If there came a day when she really became so sick that she needed Gong Zeyang to look after her, she would rather give up treatment.
Su Ziyue was glad that she had not eaten breakfast yet, or else she might be vomiting now.
Creak. The ward door was pushed open at this moment. At the door, Qin Muchen swept his gaze across the ward and fixed his gaze on Su Ziyue.
“Can we go home now, dear?” Su Ziyue disregarded the other two people and jogged toward Qin Muchen smilingly. She looked as though an excited pet welcoming her owner’s return, only left with a wagging tail.