Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

Helian Qing was startled and immediately understood that Gong Mochen was answering her earlier words.    

    

She did not know why, but she suddenly felt a little sweet in her heart.    

    

However, when Helian Qing got into the car, she heard Gong Mochen add the second half of the sentence. "After all, it is a pity that such a silly girl will not wake up after a long sleep."    

    

Helian Qing opened her eyes wide, and then she thought of something and smiled.    

    

Gong Mochen saw her smile and asked, "Are you happy when I say you are stupid? In the future, when you have to treat patients, remember to bring bodyguards with you."    

    

Helian Qing nodded, "Yes, I will."    

    

Just now, she suddenly remembered the series Old Madame Gong watched with her that day.    

    

Women, from 18 years old to 80 years old. They seemed to be unable to reject idols. So, for her first time watching idols, she was also attracted by the plot.    

    

Old Madame Gong, who was at the side, was beaming with joy as she discussed the plot with her. She also said that she liked which young and handsome guy. Helian Qing, on the other hand, smiled and said that Old Madame Gong's son and grandson were actually better looking than the young and handsome guys.    

    

At that time, Old Madame Gong curled her lips and said, "Lingye only has his wife every day. Mochen has a cold and expressionless face every day. How can he be as cute as the girls on TV?"    

    

Helian Qing smiled when she heard that and continued to watch the plot.    

    

The plot was about the female lead sending documents to the wrong office and going to the male lead's office on the top floor to 'receive punishment'.    

    

The male lead looked helplessly at the female lead, and his tone was full of pampering: "Stupid, I'm really worried that you can take care of yourself by yourself."    

    

In that television series, the male lead always said that the female lead was stupid or stupid. Sometimes, he even called her 'silly girl'. But every time he called her that, their eyes were filled with happiness.    

    

At this moment, when Gong Mochen called her that, Helian Qing felt that it somehow felt like it was in a television series. However, he was much colder than the male lead in the television series.    

    

On the way back to the Gong Family, Old Madame Gong had heard from Gong Mochen that he had found Helian Qing.    

    

At this moment, seeing Gong Mochen bring the person back, she quickly sized Helian Qing up and down to make sure that she was fine before heaving a sigh of relief.    

    

She really liked Helian Qing. After being together for these few months, she only felt that the girl in front of her had a simple and straightforward character. She had never had any crooked thoughts and also did her best to help her body.    

    

She heard that Helian Qing did not have a family. Old Madame Gong's heart ached for her and had long treated her as a family member.    

    

"Qing'er, if you want to go out in the future, you must bring along bodyguards. You are so beautiful, it is not safe to go out." After Old Madame Gong finished speaking, she looked at Gong Mochen. "Mochen, you should pay more attention to Qing'er's matters in the future."    

    

She originally thought that her grandson would not respond, but she did not expect that Gong Mochen would respond. "Yes, I know."    

    

He looked at Helian Qing again. "If you are tired, go to bed early. Go to the hospital tomorrow."    

    

"Why is Qing'er still going to the hospital?" Old Madame Gong could not help but ask.    

    

"She has some matters to attend to." Gong Mochen gave a simple explanation.    

    

Old Madame Gong did not want to ask more, so she nodded. Looking at Gong Mochen and Helian Qing's departing figures, there was a bit of probing in her eyes.    

    

It seemed that the danger this time was not completely useless!    

    

The next day, Gong Mochen received a call from the hospital saying that he had already made an appointment with the relevant experts for Helian Qing.    

    

Thus, he brought Helian Qing to the city hospital in the morning.    

    

The examination this time was very comprehensive. It was all done using the most advanced instruments in the world. Other than physical examinations, Helian Qing also went to the relevant consultation room.    

    

After a round of examination, it had been more than half a day. The psychological side quickly came to a conclusion, saying that Helian Qing did not have any psychological problems and suddenly fainting had nothing to do with the psychological factors.    

    

As for the physiological problems, they still needed to be reported. It would take about three days.    

    

In the next few days, Gong Mochen continued to work. However, when he returned home these two days, he would be able to meet Helian Qing almost all the time.    

    

Sometimes, she would watch television with Old Madame Gong, and sometimes she would read medical books by herself. She quietly sat on the sofa and seemed to be waiting for him.    

    

Recently, he had also seen her knitting a scarf.    

    

She was holding a few threads in her hands and her fingers were nimble.    

    

Gong Mochen walked over and asked her, "Is this a scarf?"    

    

Helian Qing nodded and there seemed to be starlight in her eyes, "Yes, I will knit one for the old lady."    

    

Gong Mochen took two steps and turned back. "Why did you knit a scarf for my grandma?"    

    

In fact, the food and clothing of Gong Family were very fast. Even if someone provided them with scarves, they didn't even need to go out to buy them. There were brands that specially sent them over.    

    

"Because the old lady treats me quite well." After Helian Qing finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that Gong Mochen had also been good to her recently. So, she hesitated for a moment and asked, "Young Master Gong, do you want it? I can knit one for you too."    

    

When Gong Mochen was in school, there were many girls who gave him all kinds of gifts.    

    

There were chocolate, scarf and gloves that he personally knitted, and so on. At that time, he didn't even bother with them. With a cold glance, it broke the girl's heart.    

    

At that time, he had always felt that knitting a scarf or something was simply too vulgar. It was as ugly as ugly could be when woven with a flat needle. He didn't know what those boys in the class were showing off for.    

    

But at this moment, when he met Helian Qing's expectant gaze, Gong Mochen suddenly felt that the scarf seemed to be not bad. He had never worn a flat knitted scarf before.    

    

However, he should look good wearing anything.    

    

Since this girl secretly wanted to knit the scarf in his heart, he did not want to let her down.    

    

"Okay, okay." Gong Mochen said lightly, "But it is too ugly, I will not wear it."    

    

Helian Qing heard him and thought for a while. "Then what kind do you like?"    

    

"You should think about it yourself if you give me something." Gong Mochen left these words behind and left.    

    

When he went upstairs, the corner of his mouth raised.    

    

On the sofa, Helian Qing continued to knit a scarf for Old Madame Gong, but in her mind, she began to think about how to match the color of the scarf to Gong Mochen.    

    

When she used to live on her own, the sweater was knitted by herself, so a scarf did not take much time.    

    

Two days later, Old Madame Gong's scarf was already knitted. Helian Qing went to buy another three colors of thread and knit it for Gong Mochen.    

    

White, light gray, and deep gray. The three colors matched in her hands and very quickly, there was an embryonic form.    

    

That morning, Gong Mochen came down from upstairs. When he passed by Helian Qing's courtyard, he saw that she was knitting a scarf by the window of the room.    

    

It snowed last night, and her courtyard was covered with a layer of light white.    

    

She sat in her room, and the window was surrounded by a layer of fog, reflecting her blurry outline.    

    

The scene was silent, but her eyes were focused, and her slender fingers were constantly moving.    

    

Gong Mochen stopped, suddenly feeling that this scene was exceptionally beautiful.    

    

He unconsciously walked towards her, and only when he came to her window did she discover him.    

    

Helian Qing hurriedly put down the needle in her hand and opened the window.    

    

The two of them spoke through the window.    

    

"It's mine?" Gong Mochen's gaze fell on the two-inch scarf.    

    

"Yes." Helian Qing nodded and looked at him with clear eyes. "Do you like this?"    

    

Gong Mochen looked at the scarf and then looked at her. "Yes."