A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

"Let go!"

Ruan Peichen glared at West Elm angrily, and West Elm flinched, but he never let go of Ruan Peichen.

"Ruan Peichen, don't make fun of your body."

Ruan Peichen's long, narrow and cold eyes were full of anger, but West Elm was confronted with this violent storm of anger, and just stood in a stalemate with Ruan Peichen.

After a long time, Ruan Peichen compromised.

West Elm was already in a cold sweat. She took the measuring device and measured Ruan Peichen's blood pressure. After confirming that the blood pressure was within the normal range, she returned the measuring device to the nurse, and then began to clean up the spilled food on the floor.

The night was dark, after West Elm cleaned things, seeing Ruan Peichen was still sitting on the edge of the balcony, he asked, "Do you want to rest earlier?"

Ruan Peichen glanced at the back of Xiyu's hand, turned around and pushed the wheelchair to the bedside.

Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried forward to help Ruan Peichen.

Ruan Peichen had a serious flash of disgust and anger, but suppressed it in the end, and went to bed with Xielm's support.

"You just slept outside."

After Ruan Peichen went to bed, he turned off the light and said coldly to West Elm.

West Elm didn't say anything.

There are escort beds in the hospital. The nurses who took care of Ruan Peichen had two shifts during the day and night, so they didn't sleep at night. There is no escort bed in this ward.

It is not difficult to get a companion bed, but there is no place to put a bed in the small living room outside, and the bedroom inside...

Xiyu felt that Ruan Peichen didn't want to see her at all, so it was better not to dream when sleeping in the bedroom.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Ruan Peichen's bed. His hospital bed was a luxurious double bed, and this ward was also the best one in Yangxin's VIP ward.

But even if Ruan Peichen asked her to go to bed, Xielm himself was unwilling.

She walked to the living room and looked around, then quietly went out to the emergency room to treat her burned hands.

When the doctor helped West Elm deal with the blisters on the back of his hand, West Elm turned pale with pain.

After treating the wound, West Elm went to his car to get the blanket he had brought earlier, and then slept on the sofa in the living room of the ward.

The weather wasn't too cold, and West Elm had been busy for most of the night, yet he slept until dawn.

When West Elm woke up in the morning, Ruan Peichen was already awake, and the newly arranged nurse from Ruan's house had already washed Ruan Peichen and made a wheelchair to go around the garden.

West Elm was sitting on the sofa, clutching the blanket in his hands, his face was sleepy, and he was dumbfounded.

Ruan Peichen was pushed in from the outside by the nurse, and the first time he saw the completely harmless West Elm, he froze for a moment, then frowned in disgust.

"Wake up and still not roll, when are you going to sleep here?"

West Elm was already in a daze, but when he heard such a cold drink, he was so frightened that he rolled off the sofa and hit his head on the thermos bucket on the coffee table.

The thermos bucket fell on the table, and the movement was so loud that West Elm woke up completely.

Holding her forehead, she looked at Ruan Peichen with an aggrieved and ignorant expression, not realizing what had happened.

Ruan Peichen clenched the wheelchair tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Go into the bedroom!"

The nurse hurriedly pushed Ruan Peichen in, Xiyu was relieved, and hurriedly packed up his blanket and thermos and left the ward.

After Ruan Peichen left West Elm, he drove away the nurse and returned to the living room by himself.

He pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the sofa, and slowly stretched out his hand to stick it on the sofa, the warmth of West Elm was still on the sofa.

Ruan Peichen looked coldly at the red sun that had just risen, and slowly withdrew his hand. Behind him, Gu Chaosheng walked in with a cup of latte and a sandwich in his mouth.