My Husband, Warm The Bed

Zhan Limo looked at Dr. Wang coldly. He had made it so obvious. If Dr. Wang still didn't understand what he meant... He could guarantee that he would make Doctor Wang retire early.    

    

Doctor Wang was old, and he did not know how to change his way of doing things. He also did not understand the trickss in a young man's heart. Fortunately, his assistant was young. When he heard Zhan Limo's first words and saw Zhuang Momo, he understood that Young Master Zhan did not have a torn wound. Instead, he pretended to be injured and pretended to be pitiful to win the sympathy of the person he loved.    

    

The assistant saw how careful Zhan Limo was. He understood it in his heart. Young Master Zhan's wound has been torn in several places. I will help him treat his wound first. I am afraid that if I delay any longer, the wound will be infected. If that is really the case, the consequences will be unimaginable. "    

    

The assistant was clearly lying through his teeth, but fortunately, Dr. Wang finally understood what Zhan Limo meant.    

    

Although he did not really want to lie, people had an instinct to survive in the face of power. Doctor Wang cooperated and said, "Those who are not important, go out first. We will help Young Master Zhan treat his wound first."    

    

Zhuang Momo was one of the idlers. No, she was the only idler. The reason was that she had to be chased out.    

    

She did not want to see Zhan Limo's injury with her own eyes. Only then could she continue acting. Hence, Zhuang Momo was naturally invited outside the ward.    

    

"Why did Zhan Limo's condition become so serious?" Zhuang Momo had always known that Zhan Limo, this man, liked to play pranks. Today, when she heard him say to tear open the wound, she did not really care.    

    

Zhan Limo asked her to find a nurse. She only thought that he had eaten too much and had nothing to do. If he was really hurt, he could reach out his hand and press the emergency button at the bedside.    

    

Now, he pressed the button as expected. The medical staff had rushed over, and from the doctor, they knew that his wound was very likely to be infected if it was good. Once it was infected, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

    

As his girlfriend, she only found out how serious his injury was when the medical staff rushed over. Zhuang Momo patted her head in annoyance. This "girlfriend" of hers was too unqualified.    

    

Perhaps it was her first time being his girlfriend and she did not have experience and did not know what to do. Next, she must study hard and compensate that stinky man Zhan Limo.    

    

While Zhuang Momo was still lost in her thoughts, the medical staff came out of the ward. The assistant called Zhuang Momo to the side and instructed, "Miss Zhuang, Young Master Zhan's injury is much more serious than you think. Next, I will have to trouble you to take good care of him. Do everything according to his wishes. You have to remember not to make him angry."    

    

This did not sound like a doctor's words. Zhuang Momo asked back, "What does the injury on his body have to do with anger?"    

    

The assistant was slightly stunned and then said, "Of course it has to do with it. It still has a lot to do with it. A large part of the reason why we're sick is because of our emotions. If we don't have a good mood, we can get angry easily, but we can get irritated easily. Naturally, our physical conditions aren't much better either. If his condition was serious, it would cause his injuries to worsen. "These are common sense. Miss Zhuang, you don't know, right?"    

    

Could Zhuang Momo say that she did not know?    

    

Of course not.    

    

Actually, what the assistant said was not wrong. Everyone's illness had a lot to do with their emotions. This was common sense.    

    

After listening to a lot of instructions, Zhuang Momo returned to the ward. Zhan Limo was lying on the bed obediently. His body was well-behaved, but his eyes were not honest at all. His eyes fell on Zhuang Momo. He looked up and down again and said sourly, "I thought you left, Miss Zhuang."    

    

Zhuang Momo told herself that he was a patient and had to give in to him. She did not care about his provocative words. "What do you want to eat?"    

    

Hearing Zhuang Momo's cold tone and not caring about him at all, Zhan Limo was very unhappy. "You are so badly injured that you have no appetite for anything to eat."    

    

Zhuang Momo said, "Who asked you to not sleep well and randomly touch. Serves you right..."    

    

"Zhuang Momo, you..." Zhan Limo covered his chest and put on a look as if his entire body was in pain, "Forget it, you can go back. Even if I am seriously injured and die here, it has nothing to do with you."    

    

"Now you are my boyfriend and you are dead. Why does it have nothing to do with me?" Zhuang Momo walked to his side and took Zhan Limo's hand that was covered in a thick cocoon. "Don't touch the wound. Lie down properly. I will prepare something for you to eat."    

    

Because she had been trained in the army for a long time, her hand was not as soft as the other girls'. The thick cocoon in her hand was placed on the back of Zhan Limo's hand. There was also a little bit of pain in his hands. However, Zhan Limo did not dislike it at all. His little heart was beating wildly again. "Zhuang Momo, are you concerned about me as a girlfriend?"    

    

Zhuang Momo suddenly blushed and pretended that she did not care. "What is it? I can't care about you as a girlfriend?"    

    

Zhan Limo could not wait to see Zhuang Momo. He anxiously held Zhuang Momo's hand. "Yes! Of course! " As long as you care about me with this identity, I'll listen to whatever you ask me to do. "    

    

That was why love was sometimes very scary. Especially for someone as arrogant as Young Master Zhan. In the past, he felt that she was the leader of love. He liked every girl he liked, but in front of Zhuang Momo, he became an obedient and loyal dog in an instant. Perhaps this was what love should look like.    

    

Zhuang Momo did not have the experience of others holding hands and saying love words. Now that she was touched by Zhan Limo's simple and direct love words, her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat. "Then, then tell me what I want to eat. Only then can I prepare..."    

    

With Zhuang Momo around, no pain was a problem. Not to mention that his stomach was hungry. He smiled and said, "With you here, I don't want to eat anything." He only wanted to eat her.    

    

"Zhan Limo, since I made you lose your appetite, why do you want me to be your girlfriend?" Zhuang Momo wanted to punch him, but she held it in. The doctor had said not to provoke him.    

    

"No, I am talking about you. You are attractive and edible. I want to eat you." Zhan Limo touched Zhuang Momo's hand. It looked like he really wanted to eat her "evil" expression. Zhuang Momo felt nauseous when she saw it. She pulled her hand back. "Zhan Limo, you know the consequences of teasing me like a hooligan."    

    

I am already your boyfriend. If I touch your hand, you will... "    

    

"Zhan Limo, do you really want to get beaten up?"    

    

"No." Seeing that Zhuang Momo was really angry, Zhan Limo could only be a little more honest. "The doctor said that before my injuries recover, I should not eat. I can't eat spicy food, seafood, and so on. You can just buy me a bowl of plain porridge."    

    

"Okay, I'll go right now. Wait here." Zhuang Momo obediently went to buy porridge for Zhan Limo, but when she saw the tasteless plain porridge, she thought that it was impossible for non-nutritious food to help a person recover early, so she could only take out her phone and ask for help from her mother at home.