Just as I was daydreaming, a figure suddenly moved in the crack of the door, and the next second Shao Jingque pushed the door open and walked in.

Lu Zhan didn't have time to turn his head, so he could only quickly close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

After a while, she could smell a sweet scent approaching, like the flowers with dew in the garden in the early morning. The fragrance was elegant, pure, and slightly sweet, just like her, with a sense of fresh bloom, but not cloying.

Lu Zhan felt that he was lying in bed with nothing to do and his head was dizzy, so he was thinking about all these messy things at this time.

If he hadn't been pretending to be asleep and couldn't move, he really wanted to shake his head vigorously and throw these weird thoughts out of his mind.

Unexpectedly, the next second, his body suddenly stiffened.

Something warm touched his lips gently!

Lu Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, which startled Shao Jingque who was leaning close to his face:

"Huh, did I wake you up? I saw your mouth was too dry, so I dipped a cotton swab in some hot water to moisten it..."

As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva -

Shao Jingque felt like a "beast". She kept reminding herself loudly in her head that Lu Zhan was a patient. However, she hadn't been this close to Lu Zhan for a long time. He stared at her with such a burning gaze that her heart couldn't help but flutter. His wet lips looked so kissable...

Only then did Lu Zhan notice that she was indeed holding a wet medical cotton swab in her hand, and was staring at him in a daze with a red face. Her watery eyes were like a pool of spring water, which made him feel uneasy.

The two of them were so close that their breaths mixed together, and the atmosphere suddenly felt a little off.

Lu Zhan was the first to come to his senses. He pretended to be uncomfortable and turned his head away to clear his throat. His face was a little unnatural and he said in a hoarse voice:

"......Thanks."

Shao Jingque finally woke up from her dream and straightened up, her pretty face flushed red:

"No, you're welcome."

After saying that, she turned around shyly and, looking for trouble, put together a few stools she had borrowed from other wards.

In the afternoon, she had already decided that the distance between the hospital and the guesthouse was too far and would take a long time, so she would not go back to the guesthouse. The combined width of the three benches was just enough for her to curl up and lie down.

Lu Zhan frowned when he saw her gesturing and lying down. Was she really going to live here?

Shao Jingque noticed the change in his expression and explained:

"The distance from the military district guesthouse to the hospital is too far. It's inconvenient to go back and forth without a car. I'm also embarrassed to ask Doctor Fan to pick you up every day. I'll just squeeze in with you in the ward, so it'll be more convenient for me to take care of you."

Hearing her say this, Lu Zhan frowned even more tightly.

Let's not even talk about whether he needed someone to take care of him personally. Even if he did, he wouldn't let a strange young woman he didn't know take care of him. How could a man and a woman be alone in the same room?!

"......no......"

Shao Jingque thought he felt the conditions were too difficult, and said with a smile:

"It's okay. With the chair leaning against the wall like this, there's no need to worry about people falling off. I'll go borrow two quilts from the nurses later to spread it over. They're not much different from the beds in the guesthouse."

Lu Zhan wanted to drive her away, but although he had a lot to say, it was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it. After a moment of suffocation, he simply turned his head away, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Seeing him turn his head to look out the window, a hint of loneliness quietly appeared on Shao Jingque's smiling face.

In fact, she could feel Lu Zhan's resistance to her, but she kept convincing herself that it was because he was injured and his memory was damaged, so she told herself not to think too much about it.

But what if Lu Zhan really can't remember it...

To him now, she is a complete stranger, and isn't she forcing him to stay with her as his fiancée?

......

Qu Jingyun stood in the middle of the rehearsal room with a smile on her face, introducing a young girl standing next to her to the people gathered around her.

"Let me introduce Xiao Tang to everyone. She is a soloist transferred from the Qi City Art Troupe to our troupe. She has outstanding professional skills and has received many commendations. Everyone, please give her a round of applause!"

The young girl had an oval face, big eyes, thick eyelashes, a high nose bridge, bright red lips, and a long black braid swung behind her head. She stood there with her chest held high, looking confident and energetic.

Everyone looked at each other, and a thought that was hard to express came into their minds:

Everyone knows that in an art troupe, only the mainstay can take on the role of soloist. This was the case with Qiao Yulan and Shao Jingque before, and now Xiao Tang has come. Could it be that the mainstay of the Ning City Art Troupe is going to be replaced again?

Wu Shuang felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. Shao Jingque was not in the troupe now. Wouldn't it be obvious that a soloist coming at this time was going to replace her?

Fang Ya applauded enthusiastically. Firstly, she was actively responding to the call of Deputy Captain Qu, and secondly, she was happy to see someone taking Shao Jingque's position.

In this way, even if Shao Jingque rushes back, the position of the pillar will have been taken by someone else, and she will have completely lost her power. Fang Ya will not have to worry about Shao Jingque coming after her later!

The young girl raised her chin slightly, her pretty face full of confidence. She looked around at the people around her calmly, but did not find any rivals who could compete with her. Suddenly, the smile on her face became even wider.

She took a step forward with grace, and her voice was as sweet as an oriole:

"Hello everyone, thank you for your applause. My name is Tang Yueru, and I used to be a singer in the Qishi Art Troupe."

"I also have a Uyghur name, Ayiguli. Ayi means moon, and Guli means flower. This name means a flower as pure and beautiful as the moon."

"I'm very happy to meet you all, and I'm even more grateful for the trust the troupe has placed in me, giving me this opportunity to realize my personal ambitions. I will definitely cherish and grasp the responsibility of being a soloist, take every performance seriously, and work with everyone to bring glory to our troupe!"

"Okay! Let's welcome Xiao Tang with warm applause!"

Qu Jingyun's eyes were full of admiration, and he was obviously pleased with Tang Yueru's flattery, so he took the lead in applauding.

Seeing this, everyone was confused and started to applaud, and the atmosphere in the rehearsal room suddenly became lively.

Wu Shuang relied on her position in the corner where no one noticed her, and secretly curled her lips and muttered in a low voice:

"Who would boast that they are a flower as pure and beautiful as the moon? If you are so good at describing it, why not add your last name as well? Even the most pure and beautiful flower will still look good if it is soaked in hot water..."