Nan Yan paused in his steps and frowned a little uncomfortable at this affectionate name.
"No, there is a patient with a wound that was treated this afternoon. I'll go take a look."
After she finished speaking, she followed Ji Li to the inpatient department.
On the way, Nan Yan habitually asked about Mr. Lu's situation: "How is grandpa doing now? I'm too busy today and don't have time to see him."
"The old man is much better and is ready to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Ji Li replied respectfully.
Nan Yan nodded and walked to the door of the lounge, but Ji Li just opened the door and did not go in.
"Madam, sir is inside, please come in."
This was the first time this happened. Although Nan Yan was confused, he still nodded.
The lounge room was much larger than she had imagined, with a dining room, bedroom, living room, conference room, and everything else.
It doesn't look like a hospital lounge, but more like a presidential suite.
Nan Yan was a little speechless. It seemed that having money was really different.
While I was thinking about it, a tall figure walked out of the bedroom.
"What are you doing standing there?"
The man's voice was calm, and his face was still cold.
Only then did Nan Yan react, glanced at his leg subconsciously, and then said, "Is the wound better?"
"No big deal."
Lu Huaijing sat at the dining table and motioned for Nan Yan to sit next to him.
Nan Yan walked forward and saw that the dining table was already filled with food.
She was startled, calling her here in the middle of the night just to eat?
She was confused and even looked at him in disbelief.
"Why, isn't this better than nutritious takeout?" Lu Huaijing said coldly, seeing her surprised expression, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Do you need me to feed you?"
This sentence made Nan Yan blush, and she sat down in her seat in embarrassment.
The food, which is delicious, delicious, and both in terms of ingredients and taste, is much higher than takeout.
Nan Yan ate quietly, while Lu Huaijing didn't speak. The two of them just finished the meal quietly.
She prepared to pack her things out of habit, but was stopped by Lu Huaijing.
"Change my dressing first."
Nan Yan bit her lip because she really didn't know what Lu Huaijing wanted to do.
She took the medicine box on the side, checked the man's wound, and then said: "You just treated it this afternoon, you don't need to change it yet, just tomorrow!"
After saying that, he was about to stand up and leave, but his wrist was grabbed unexpectedly.
Nan Yan was startled, "What's wrong?"
"Rest here."
Lu Huaijing spoke calmly, his face still expressionless, but the slight frown on his eyebrows betrayed his unnaturalness at the moment.
"I... still have to be on duty."
Nan Yan was a little panicked. After all, this was the first time they were alone together after so many things happened.
"Isn't there someone on duty for you?" Lu Huaijing's tone was a little cold.
This time it was Nan Yan's turn to laugh and cry. She laughed and said, "Did you put a listening device on me?"
How come this person knows everything?
Lu Huaijing's eyelids twitched and he let go, "I am also a patient. Doctor Gu, it is also your duty to take care of patients, right?"
"Then I can change your dressing tomorrow." Nan Yan was a little helpless.
But these words angered Lu Huaijing, and his voice was filled with anger: "Are you so eager to go back and be with other men?"
What?
Nan Yan also heard this and became a little angry.
"I'm still working and I can't leave my post casually. Lu Huaijing, why do you indiscriminately doubt me every time?"
Lu Huaijing's expression froze. Although he didn't want to admit it, Gu Nanyan was indeed right today.
Although he knew that this method was wrong, when he thought of her talking and laughing with other men, there was an unknown evil fire in his heart.
He also stood up, his voice tainted with a layer of imperceptible jealousy: "What about Lu Weiyan? He doesn't call you less in the afternoon, right?"
Nan Yan had a headache. She tried her best to explain: "He said that grandpa asked him to take care of me. The weather in Nancheng has been very bad these days. Today is also the first time for me to build his car."
It only happened once and he was bumped into by Lu Huaijing.
Lu Huaijing's face brightened slightly when he heard this, but his tone was still unkind: "Since you are still Mrs. Lu, you should keep a distance from other members of the opposite sex. Don't forget what you promised me."
These words were cold, like an ice pick, piercing Nan Yan's heart.
Her heart ached so much that her previous conversation with him flashed through her mind unconsciously.
"...play the role of a wife well."
"I remember, I will never forget." Nan Yan said dryly, a layer of disappointment flashed across her delicate face.
Lu Huaijing was equally awkward.
Because, until now, he didn't know who the man she was outside was.
He even secretly asked Ji Li to investigate, but the conclusions he got were all denied.
Unable to bear the torture, Lu Huaijing stepped forward and pinched her chin with his big, bony hands.
"Gu Nanyan, who is that man? How much do you love him that you hide him so well?"
The sudden question made Nan Yan stunned for a moment, and her eyes turned red instantly.
She didn't even know who that man was, and she didn't even want to recall that nightmare night.
"Lu Huaijing, did you treat me like this because of that man? Not at all. Even without that man, you don't love me. So, is it useful to ask who it is?"
There has always been an unbridgeable gap between them.
That woman's name is Song Yihuan.
When Lu Huaijing heard this, he only felt that she was protecting the man outside, and his men unconsciously used force.
His voice was tinged with anger: "Why is it useless? He touched my person. As long as I know who it is, I will never let him go!"
Nan Yan was frightened by his sudden move, and the pain on her jaw made her frown.
He gritted his teeth and retorted: "What about Song Yihuan? You have already had a relationship with another woman, so what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
Hearing this, the man became even more angry.
How could he tell her that he had a relationship with Song Yihuan that day entirely because he was schemed against?
And once and for all, he didn't even remember the process!
"Well said, Gu Nanyan, since you care so much about whether I touch other women, then I can touch you too!"
As he spoke, his thin lips suddenly covered her.
Nan Yan's pupils were shaken for a moment, and she instinctively wanted to resist, but the man actually used his other hand to tightly control her in his arms.
Her already weak hands had no chance to struggle.
The big hand slowly moved up along her back, and the slender fingers with distinct joints inserted into her thick hair, forcing her to come closer to him, and deepening the kiss.
The hot kiss was so aggressive that Nan Yan, who had never experienced such a thing soberly before, went blank for a moment.
Her whole body was frozen in place, and she could only be guided passively.
