"Is Gu Zhiyin a human? Don't you know that the ward needs to be quiet? Can't you invite someone to eat out? Let's talk loudly here and have fun over a glass of wine!"
Lu Xinting was angry and resentful, gritting her teeth and glaring at the instigator at the wine table.
Song Heng was sitting on the hospital bed, injecting infusion with one hand. He had a small table in front of him. He lowered his head silently, stirring the porridge in the bowl. He closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Xinxin, you don't have to stay with me here. You can go." Let's eat."
Lu Xinting turned to look at Song Heng, "Fool, will I leave you here alone?"
Song Heng raised his head and patted her head gently, "Go to the table. You have worked hard with me today. Eat well."
Lu Xinting grabbed his hand and was very unhappy, "Don't always let him bully you like this."
"There's no bullying, it's just that I can only eat these for the time being..."
"I said yes!" Lu Xinting glared at him, "Forget it, stop talking! I'm so angry!"
Song Heng closed his mouth in time and nodded.
"Assistant Lu, what are you doing hiding there? Why don't you come over and have a drink with me?" Jiang Yue shouted at this time.
Lu Xinting curled her lips and refused with a smile, "You drink, I'll take care of him here."
"Tsk, since when did you become so virtuous?"
Jiang Yue sneered and urged her, "Our little Song is very nice. Look at his rosy face. How does he look like someone in trouble? Don't worry about him, come here quickly."
Jiang Yue is Lu Xinting's direct superior, so it is not easy for her to reject Jiang Yue in public and refute his face.
But Jiang Yue made it clear that he deliberately called her away to let Song Heng stay here alone. She didn't want to share a table with this group of ill-intentioned people.
Lu Xinting squirmed and moved her butt on the chair, refusing to move. Jiang Yue raised his wine glass and narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for her to come over.
"Go, Xinxin, drink less." Song Heng stretched out his fingers and scratched her palm.
"But……"
"I can do this alone."
He pointed at the tablet, his eyes gently comforting her, "I can watch a movie."
Lu Xinting sighed distressedly, put a pillow on his lower back, poured a glass of warm water and put it next to his hand, "Call me if you need anything."
"Um."
Lu Xinting stood up and joined their camp.
A group of people laughed at her, but she rolled her eyes and didn't take it seriously.
She ate this meal absentmindedly, and when pouring wine for Jiang Yue, she subconsciously glanced towards the hospital bed.
Every time she noticed Song Heng's direct and intense gaze.
He kept looking at her, not watching the movie at all, as if she was more beautiful than the movie.
As long as their eyes met, Song Heng would smile lightly at her, which inexplicably made her heart beat faster.
Mu Ning looked up and saw Song Heng, and found that he was looking longingly here, feeling that he was pitiful. He poked Gu Zhiyin's waist under the table and gave him a warning look, "It's almost done after dinner, you can't tease him again. "
Gu Zhiyin snorted lightly and said in a cold and arrogant tone, "No matter how much you plead for him, I will never let him go."
"..."
It would be better for her to shut up.
However, although Gu Zhiyin owed something, he paid all of Song Heng's medical bills after eating.
He also hired a cook to be responsible for Song Heng's three meals a day.
On the way back to the car, Mu Ning turned to look at Gu Zhiyin.
He was sitting by the window, his shirt sleeves rolled up at his elbows, his collar spread out, exposing a piece of his collarbone, his eyes closed and his forehead resting, lazy and casual.
"Uncle Gu, you are quite good to Song Heng."
Gu Zhiyin didn't even raise his eyelids, and said coldly and perfunctorily, "I drank too much."
Mu Ning heard that he meant that he drank too much, so he paid for Song Heng's medicine and found a cook for him to supplement his nutrition.
Haha, then this wine is really intoxicating.
Knowing that he wanted to save face, Mu Ning did not point him out.
The driver drove the car into the villa compound and reminded softly, "Mr. Gu, little madam, we are home."
Mu Ning opened the car door and saw that Gu Zhiyin was still sitting there. He got out of the car and called him in confusion, "Uncle Gu?"
Gu Zhiyin did not respond.
Mu Ning noticed something was wrong, turned on the lights in the car, and saw Gu Zhiyin's brows were frowning, his face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing was slightly rapid.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Mu Ning hurriedly came over and reached out to touch his cheek.
His body temperature was a little high after drinking alcohol, but it was not a fever.
"Do you have a headache?"
Gu Zhiyin snorted.
Mu Ning immediately went to get medicine from the equipped medicine box, poured two pills for him, unscrewed the water bottle, and fed him.
Gu Zhiyin leaned on her shoulder, his face still pale.
Mu Ning held his face and massaged it gently.
The craniotomy operation performed in his childhood left Gu Zhiyin with sequelae, causing him to suffer from intermittent headaches, which were so severe that he could not sleep at night, especially when he was under heavy work pressure.
He hasn't had an attack for a long time since Luther operated on him last time. Why did it start again?
Gu Zhiyin remained silent and his breathing gradually became steady.
Mu Ning asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"
After a long while, Gu Zhiyin held her hand, opened his sleepy eyes, and said warmly, "I'm fine."
"Would you like to rest for a while?"
He shook his head.
Mu Ning smoothed his hair and said, "Then let's go home."
"Um."
He opened the car door and got out. Mu Ning followed him. Seeing him swaying, he hurriedly rushed to help him.
"What's going on? Did you really drink too much?"
Gu Zhiyin paused, frowned, looked down at his legs, shook his head, and reached out to hold Mu Ning under his arm.
Mu Ning was afraid that he would fall, so she wrapped her hands tightly around his waist and helped him into the villa.
But Mu Ning felt strange that she was there the whole time during the meal. Based on her understanding of Gu Zhiyin, that little wine would not make him drunk.
How come I can't even walk steadily?
Throughout the night, Mu Ning felt that he was in a trance.
Until the next day, Mu Ning observed him and found that the symptoms were more serious.
When he went home to drink water, he accidentally spilled the water and it dripped all over the table.
While taking a shower, he dropped the shower gel on the floor.
I forgot where I left my phone before going to bed.
Mu Ning couldn't hold it back anymore, so while he was lying on the bed reading a book, he leaned over and asked him what was wrong.
Gu Zhiyin looked confused, "What?"
"What's wrong with you these past two days? I feel like something is wrong with you."
"Either you forget this, or you forget that. You're not usually so careless and frivolous."
Gu Zhiyin's expression did not change. He turned the pages of the book with a calm expression, "Maybe he's a little tired."
Mu Ning pursed his lips.
Gu Zhiyin raised his eyes and glanced at her, put down the book, held her in his arms, and coaxed her softly, "Sleep, don't stay up late."
Mu Ning poked his chest with her finger, "You need to pay more attention to rest. You are not in your early twenties anymore. How many times can your body withstand it?"
"..."
Gu Zhiyin's face was dark, "In Ning Ning's heart, am I very old?"
Mu Ning told the truth, "That's not true."
A man reaches his thirties, which is the time of year.
"But you should go for a full body check-up to make me feel more at ease."
Gu Zhiyin had been smoking and drinking for many years and had been in a high-pressure environment for a long time. He had some minor health problems.
In order to save her last time, his body was torn to pieces. Even if he recovers now, he is still not as good as before.
He gets tired easily and even fainted in a meeting after returning from Longcheng.
Gu Zhiyin chuckled, with deep eyes, "Don't Ning Ning know whether I am in good health or not?"
"Don't be so talkative, you should go to the hospital tomorrow..."
Gu Zhiyin didn't wait for her to finish speaking, turned over and pushed her down, "Don't wait until tomorrow, I'll check you now."
