Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

When the nurse came in and pulled out the needle from the hanging bottle, Fu Yan lay beside the hospital bed and looked at Huo Mingzheng's face.

She didn't know whether it was because the drug had not been completely eliminated from her body, or because she felt a little more at ease, but she looked at it and fell asleep.

It's already bright.

It had been rainy in Jincheng for the past few days, until the moon emerged from the clouds at midnight. The sky cleared up this morning.

A ray of morning light shone in from the window and fell on the face of a handsome and pale man on the hospital bed.

Huo Minzheng opened his eyes, his consciousness weakened due to his injury and weakness.

When he moved his hand, he felt something strange.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at his left hand. A white and delicate hand was clasped in his palm and intertwined with his fingers.

Further up, there is a beautiful face sleeping.

Huo Mingzheng did not wake up Fu Yan. He sat up with his right hand, but his left hand held by her remained motionless.

In the dim light of the morning, he leaned over slightly and kissed the top of her hair.

Sunlight streams in from the entire window.

A layer of warm aura was cast on both of their bodies at the same time.

When the nurse opened the door and came in, she happened to see this scene.

While I was stunned, a thought flashed through my mind: It’s so eye-catching.

Almost instantly, Huo Minzheng raised his eyes, with obvious displeasure in his cold eyes.

Because of the interruption of uninvited guests.

The nurse was blushing and wanted to explain to Huo Mingzheng that the doctor was about to start rounds. She just came in to say hello in advance.

Unexpectedly, it seems to have made Mr. Huo unhappy?

The hand intertwined with his fingers moved.

Huo Mingzheng looked back and took Fu Yan's right hand to tuck Fu Yan's hair hanging down his face behind his ear as if no one was watching, "Did I wake you up?"

Fu Yan was sleeping soundly with something hidden in his mind, and was woken up by the nurse opening the door.

There was a man's low and hoarse voice in her ears. As soon as she opened her eyes, what caught her eyes was Huo Mingzheng's face.

From being anxious and exhausted to being happy, Fu Yan squeezed his hand tightly!

Huo Mingzheng put his hand on her cheek, and his voice was coaxing, "Come to bed and sleep?"

The nurse didn't even open her mouth, nor did she withdraw. She stood there and was fed bite after bite of dog food.

Until the noble man said, "Push back the ward rounds, just say I haven't woken up yet."

Nurse:"……"

"Don't make trouble, I'm not sleepy." Fu Yan glared at him, turned to the nurse and said, "Excuse me, you can let the doctor in."

The nurse hurried out.

The ward rounds were to ask about Huo Mingzheng's physical discomforts and precautions during the recovery stage.

Huo Minzheng didn't listen much. He followed Fu Yan as he took breakfast and toiletries from the bodyguard.

After putting down his breakfast, Fu Yan went into the bathroom to wash up.

After the doctor left, Fu Yan sat down next to him with breakfast and opened one of the food boxes, which contained porridge and a few side dishes.

It's Huo Mingzheng's breakfast.

At first glance, it was Fu Yan’s breakfast of diced pork and spicy soup and fried dough sticks that are very characteristic of Jincheng.

It was Huo Mingzheng who sent Fu Yan a WeChat message to the bodyguard before she woke up to buy her what she wanted to eat.

Fu Yan first put the spicy soup aside, took out a spoon and a small bowl to fill the porridge, and prepared to feed Huo Mingzheng something to eat.

It is not convenient for him to sit up for too long now. He has intracranial concussion and feels dizzy after sitting for a long time.

"You eat first." Huo Minzheng held her hand holding the porridge.

"I'm not hungry yet. I'll eat after you finish." She knew very well that Huo Minzheng would rather faint than call the bodyguards to come in and feed him.

Huo Minzheng said without changing his expression: "I'm afraid it will be hot, so I will eat it later."

Fu Yan: "...Okay."

She didn't know how Huo Minzheng had the nerve to say this.

After hearing this, she couldn't help but blush for him.

After Fu Yan finished drinking the spicy soup, Huo Mingzheng seemed to remember that he hadn't washed up yet, "Yan Yan, help me to the bathroom."

Fu Yan walked to the bedside and lifted Huo Minzheng's quilt. He had already sat up. The doctor didn't let him sit for a long time and stay alone because he was worried about his dizziness.

So Fu Yan didn't think much and helped him into the bathroom.

He took out a brand new toothbrush, cleaned it, squeezed out the toothpaste and handed it to Huo Mingzheng.

After brushing his teeth, Huo Minzheng put his hands on the sink and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan asked worriedly.

Huo Minzheng relaxed his frown and said, "It's okay."

With that said, he took the towel from Fu Yan's hand.

"Let me wash it for you." Fu Yan didn't hand him the towel. Instead, he held it under the faucet, rinsed it and wrung it dry.

She moved gently and carefully wiped Huo Mingzheng's face.

He entered the emergency room in the middle of the night. Because the injury was on his head, his hair was cut very short.

His facial features were sharper than usual, but because his eyes were so focused on Fu Yan, there was a bit of tenderness in the sharpness.

Huo Minzheng looked at her serious face, as if what he was wiping was not his face, but a fragile antique.

He couldn't help but feel weak in his heart. It turned out that this was how she cared for someone wholeheartedly.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and when Fu Yan's eyes turned around, he frowned slightly, "Give me the razor."

Fu Yan looked at his chin, where green stubble appeared overnight.

Huo Mingzheng is not a particularly hairy man, and his beard is not extensive.

"Are you dizzy?" She put down the towel.

"It's okay." Huo Minzheng's brows furrowed slightly, and Fu Yan's eyes were always on his face, so he didn't miss this slight change.

She sighed, turned around and took out the shaving tools and aftershave lotion from the bag.

Fu Yan rarely saw Huo Minzheng shaving because he always woke up earlier than her.

So she doesn't know how to shave.

Huo Minzheng also noticed it, held her hand, and stared into her eyes.

"Are you ready?" He asked her in a low voice.

Fu Yan swallowed quietly, said something vaguely, and finally applied aftershave to him.

Seeing that Huo Minzheng was about to frown again, Fu Yan raised his hands and pressed one of his eyebrows with one hand, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't keep frowning to trick me!"

Huo Minzheng had a smile on his face, and his smile kept getting deeper, not because Fu Yan had exposed him, but because she was still willing to act with him and coaxed him unconditionally after seeing through it.

"I want to kiss you, Yan Yan."

He suddenly said something.

When Fu Yan was stunned, he lowered his head and kissed her.

"You didn't say that. Do you have something to say? This is what I want to do most."

Fu Yan wanted to scold him for being shameless, but Huo Minzheng's hand was already on her waist and he pulled her into his arms.

Huo Mingzheng rubbed her lower lip and chuckled, "The spicy soup is so delicious."