Prison Marriage

Afraid that he would park his car at the entrance of the hospital for too long and attract the attention of the security guards, Zhao Qiancheng decided to drive his car to the underground parking lot of the hospital and wait for that person to report to him the current situation in the hospital.

Although he was a little anxious about Mo Xiangjia's current situation, he didn't want to expose his relationship with Mo Xiangjia.

So after thinking about it, he decided to send someone to the hospital to check on Mo Xiangjia for him, so he didn't have to go up.

While he closed his eyes and meditated for a few minutes, a man in black sportswear with a peaked cap on his head and his hands in his pockets opened the door of his passenger seat with his head down and sat in.

"President, I just went around the inpatient department of the hospital, and I heard from the nurses at the nurse's station over there that Miss Mo was hit by a car because she suddenly lost control and ran into the road. As for why she lost control, they didn't know.

Also, I heard that Tan Jin nearly died of premature labor and massive hemorrhage, but He Qingzhao gave her a blood transfusion in time. Fortunately, the mother and daughter are safe, but CEO, please rest assured that Miss Mo's life is not in danger. "

Unexpectedly, after all the calculations, Tan Jin saved the day and gave birth to a child. As for Mo Xiangjia's car accident, his intuition told him that half of the reason must be related to Tan Jin and the others.

However, it is already lucky for Mo Xiangcanon to recover his life.

At this time, Zhao Qiancheng didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief for Mo Xiangjia.

"Thank you for your hard work today."

As he spoke, Zhao Qiancheng took out a bad check from the inside pocket of his suit and handed it to the side.

The man sitting in the passenger seat stared at the bad check that Zhao Qiancheng handed over, his eyes flashed greedily, and with a click of his fingertips, he put the check into his pocket.

"Thank you, President, you can always come to me for such trivial matters in the future."

The man who got the money grinned from ear to ear, reached out and opened the car door beside him, put his hands in his pockets and bowed his head, and left in a hurry.

Zhao Qiancheng, who was still sitting in the car, stared at his face reflected in the rearview mirror with a complicated expression, thinking about something.

"How is it now, are you still dizzy?"

Han Zhichu carefully carried the water glass to the cabinet next to the bed, sat by the bed and looked at her worriedly.

Xiao Ying, who was half-sitting on the bed, rubbed her temple with one hand, frowned slightly, and shook her head for a while, obviously still feeling very uncomfortable.

"Drink some water to warm up your body first, and I will help you go to the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge later later."

Hearing Han Zhichu speak to her so softly, Xiao Ying pretended to have a headache on the surface, but she was very happy in her heart.

According to him, is he still staying tonight to take care of himself?
Xiao Ying took the water glass in his hand, and under the offensive of his gentle eyes, holding the water glass in both hands, she obediently downed a large glass of boiling water.

The torrential rain outside the window was still falling, and the bean-sized raindrops made a crisp sound on the glass window, showing no sign of weakening.

The shy Xiao Ying didn't dare to directly ask Han Zhichu to stay at her house to take care of him, so she heard the sound of raindrops outside the window, she was quick to think, and used the heavy rain as an excuse to ask Han Zhichu to stay in her guest room tonight.

Han Zhichu, who took the cup from her hand, was taken aback when he heard what she said, then his cheeks blushed, and he lowered his head a little shyly, not daring to look directly at Xiao Ying's burning eyes looking at him.

"You do not want it?"

Seeing that he kept his head down for a long time without making a sound, Xiao Ying was unavoidably a little anxious in her heart, and subconsciously blurted out what she was muttering in her heart.

Realizing that her actions just now were somewhat impolite, she covered her mouth and looked away in embarrassment from him.

"If you don't want to, I will..."

Xiao Ying, who wanted to step down the steps for both parties, quickly thought about the words in her mind, but she didn't know whether she should continue to say this sentence.

"No, I would."

Unexpectedly, when Han Zhichu heard what she said, he quickly agreed, and both of them raised their heads to look at each other, and then lowered their heads shyly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Xiao Ying, who was sitting on the bed at this time, heard Han Zhichu's words "I am willing!", her heart beat irregularly like a deer bumping wildly, and her cheeks that were originally flushed were now so red. Bleeding.

"Then I'll go get you something to wash up with now."

While talking, Xiao Ying lifted the quilt covering her lower body, and was about to get out of bed.

"Aren't you feeling unwell? Can you get out of bed?"

Seeing that she was about to get off the bed, Han Zhichu hurriedly held her arm, fearing that she would faint when she stood up.

Yes, I'm not feeling well yet!

Thinking of Han Zhichu staying at home tonight, Xiao Ying, who was almost dizzy, forgot that she was still in a state of "unwell".

"It's okay, I drink boiled water now and feel much more comfortable."

Xiao Ying turned her eyes to grunt, and she just said a word perfunctorily.

Just putting on the rabbit slippers, she pushed Han Zhichu's back with both hands towards the door of the room.

"Your task now is to go to the bathroom and take a hot bath with peace of mind. As for my task, it is to find clothes for you to wear."

Han Zhichu, who was directly pushed into the bathroom door by Xiao Ying, turned around before he had time to say anything to her, and with a bang, the tip of his nose touched the bathroom door and his nose turned gray.

"The little idiot."

Han Zhichu rubbed the tip of his sore nose, turned his head, saw his flushed cheeks in the mirror, stretched out his bony palms more and more embarrassingly, and covered his face, feeling that he had lost face in front of Xiao Ying just now .

Xiao Ying, who closed the bathroom door with a "bang", smiled enough to reach her eyes.

Humming a little tune, she was about to go to the dressing room upstairs to see if there were any loose clothes that Han Zhichu could wear.

"Xiao Ying?"

Hearing Han Zhichu's voice behind him, Xiao Ying, who had just stepped on the steps, ran to the bathroom door like a bunny in the next second, blinked her big eyes and raised her head to look at Han Zhichu.

"Mr. Han, what's your order?"

Seeing her energetic appearance, Han Zhichu, who was originally worried about her unwell, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but on the surface he still couldn't help but began to tease her.

"I remember that Miss Xiao was lying on the hospital bed 5 minutes ago, and she was in pain everywhere. Why did she become alive and well in just a few minutes?"

Seeing that her scheme seemed to be seen through by Han Zhichu, Xiao Ying still had a cheeky face, frowned slightly, raised her hands and rubbed her temples, pretending to still have a headache.

It is said that people need face and trees need bark, no matter what, she doesn't want to admit to Han Zhichu that she just pretended to be sick so that he can stay tonight, otherwise he will definitely think that she must be a hungry and thirsty woman. woman!

Xiao Ying, who had a big brain hole, couldn't help but think of the scene where she took the initiative to drive with Han Zhichu. No matter what she said, she was a girl, so YY might be a little bit bad!
She suddenly covered her face, not daring to look directly into Han Zhichu's eyes.

"what are you thinking about?"

Seeing Xiao Ying standing there blankly, rubbing her temples and covering her flushed cheeks for a while, Han Zhichu, who was confused for a while, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and flicked her smooth forehead.

"It's nothing, I'll get you clothes now, just wait!"

Xiao Ying still covered her face with her hands, turned around and ran away.

I just want to ask myself which towel I can use to wash my face, how can I run faster than a rabbit..
Standing at the door of the bathroom, Han Zhichu glanced helplessly at the five towels with various cartoon patterns hanging on the towel rack. After thinking for a moment, he went back and closed the bathroom door.

"It was really embarrassing to throw it at grandma's house just now."

Xiao Ying, who closed the door, patted her flushed cheeks, secretly regretting her idiot behavior in front of Han Zhichu just now.

I really don't know what label I will be labeled by him in his heart.

Xiao Ying, who looked hopeless, leaned against the door and sat down.

"bell bell"

The phone on the bed rang loudly.

Sitting on the floor, Xiao Ying, who was in a state of confusion, had no intention of answering the phone at first, but the ringing of the phone kept ringing for 5 minutes and it still didn't stop.

Thinking about what an important call should be, she temporarily put all the messy things in her mind behind her.

Standing up with one hand on the ground, he quickly walked to the bedside to pick up the phone.

"Xiao Ying, you finally answered the phone, did I disturb you and Han Zhichu..."

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as Fang Qiaoai mentioned Han Zhichu in front of her, Xiao Ying coughed lightly, trying to change the subject.

"You called me several times in such a hurry, what kind of national event happened?"

Fang Qiaoai, who was standing on the window sill on the phone, turned her head and glanced at Tan Jin who was still sleeping on the hospital bed, and whispered to her the news that Tan Jin had given birth while covering the receiver.

"Tan Jin gave birth?! Still a daughter? She must look like a little beauty. When can I meet my future goddaughter?" Xiao Ying, who heard the news, spoke excitedly to Fang on the other end of the phone. Joe love said.

Desperately want to go to the hospital to visit Tan Jin and her daughter.

"Anytime, anywhere, but if you want to come now, why don't you pretend to be sick with your baby Han Zhichu?"

Hearing Fang Qiaoai's mention, Xiao Ying was so excited that she almost forgot about Han Zhichu who was going to stay at home tonight.

"Isn't he just a man? How can love be more important than friendship and being a daughter?"

Hearing her say these words in a relaxed tone, Fang Qiaoai couldn't help feeling sorry for Han Zhichu who had been kept in the dark.

If he heard this sentence, he didn't know how he would feel.

"It's raining so much today, you'd better stay at home and spend the rare time in the same room with Han Zhichu. As for Tan Jin and his goddaughter, it's not too late to see tomorrow."

Xiao Ying glanced at the heavy rain that was still falling outside the window. In this foggy weather, it is true that the rain will not stop for a while.

"Okay then, see you tomorrow."

She chatted with Fang Qiao'ai a little regretfully, then hung up the phone.