When the nurse bandaged Zhiyun's wound, she wrapped the white gauze around Zhiyun's forehead and back of the head three times.

After the bandage was done, Han Qingrang put her down on her side, not letting her lie flat, because the wound was on the back of her head.

Zhiyun had become a little more awake, but she didn't open her eyes because she was very tired and didn't want to open her eyes.

The figure in front of her was always there, which made her feel at ease.

Han Qingrang looked at her quietly for a while, then turned to leave. The nurses saw Han Qingrang leaving like that and hurriedly called out, "Doctor Han, your girlfriend..."

Hearing this, Han Qingrang suddenly stopped.

He glanced sideways: "She is not my girlfriend, she has nothing to do with me."

And then he just left.

Nurse:"……"

Even she, a young nurse, knew how much Dr. Han loved his girlfriend in the past.

Whenever someone asked him when he got off work, he would smile and say: My girlfriend came to pick me up from get off work.

This sounds particularly arrogant.

Therefore, all the single nurses in the hospital know that although Dr. Han looks so cold on the outside, he becomes humane and warm when he mentions his girlfriend.

And he especially loves his girlfriend.

Now that the world has changed, the two people who once loved each other have become strangers.

Even the young nurse couldn't help but sigh, saying that one should be cautious when falling in love.

At the very least, it can cause harm to your body, and at the worst, it can be fatal.

When Han Qingrang came out of the hospital, he was obviously walking in a hurry.

Yanzhi's car was already waiting outside.

He opened the truck door and got into Yanzhi's car.

Regardless of when Yan Zhi came or why she left, he asked directly, "What is her relationship with me?"

Yan Zhi was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to understand: "What?"

"truth."

Han Qingrang's voice became deeper, and his gloomy expression looked terrifying, which made Yan Zhi a little scared.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally said, "She is Miss Zhiyun. She should have nothing to do with you. She and I are friends and have worked together before."

The air became still.

"Should?" Han Qingrang repeated these two words.

Yan Zhi was speechless and didn't know how to answer this question.

"So, do you want to meet her?" Yan Zhi asked tentatively.

Yan Zhi did hope that they could get to know each other again. But the landlady had told him not to try to do anything, just be a bystander and not get involved in things that shouldn't be his business.

"Should I know her?" Han Qingrang asked back.

His expression was so indifferent and distant.

Yan Zhi understood and said in a playful tone, "She's relatively wealthy, and I quite like her. I'm doing this just to gain some favorability. If one day she really falls in love with me, who knows? Then I won't have to work so hard and can just enjoy life with her."

"You have a bad stomach and want to eat soft rice?"

"...Cough!" Yan Zhi coughed violently.

Yan Zhi just didn't want Han Qingrang to ask any more questions.

I thought that after saying this, Han Qingrang would dispel his doubts.

Who would have thought that someone's expression would become very gloomy after he finished speaking...

*

When Zhiyun woke up again, it was already the next day.

My head hurts a lot.

She moved her body and felt some pain in the knee of one leg, but it was not too bad.

"Sister, you're awake."

Zhifei was the first to notice that Zhiyun had woken up.

Zhi's mother came over and pushed Zhifei aside, "My daughter, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

"What's wrong with me?" Zhiyun asked, touching the white gauze on her forehead.

Zhifei said honestly: "We had a car accident last night, and you were hit and ended up in the hospital."

Zhiyun: “…”