Zhou Rui gave an awkward laugh: "No need, it doesn't matter if it's a dream, as long as he's in my dream."

Li Minglin stopped smiling and looked at him, who was obsessed with He Muchen, with envy. He realized that the stars in his eyes were because He Muchen was in his eyes.

"Then you can continue dreaming." Li Minglin smiled and removed his hand from his arm.

As luck would have it, He Muchen came in with the reheated food at that moment and saw Li Minglin holding Zhou Rui's wrist.

"What are you two doing?" He Muchen asked jealously.

He felt that when he took Zhou Rui to see him for treatment last time, Li Minglin stared at Zhou Rui with ill intent.

Li Minglin quickly let go, smiling guiltily. Zhou Rui saw He Muchen coming over with the food and smiled sweetly at him, "Honey, you're here!"

Li Minglin glanced at his phone casually and said, "I'm off work. You guys take your time eating. I'll be going now." With that, he immediately disappeared from their sight.

Before Zhou Rui could say goodbye, the man had already disappeared. Zhou Rui awkwardly lowered his raised hand.

He Muchen asked unhappily, "I just went out. What did he do to you?"

Zhou Rui looked at him suspiciously: "No! Dr. Li just asked if you were acting to cooperate with me."

"He's worried about you. He's afraid that if you spend too much time with me, your mind might not be right."

He Muchen said "oh" but was still a little uncomfortable, complaining softly, "Concerned about me? Why is he holding your wrist? He's not a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

Zhou Rui slowly moved closer to He Muchen, wrapped her arms around his neck, and smiled at him: "Honey, are you jealous of Dr. Li?"

He Muchen pinched his face: "Yes, you're mine, no one else can touch you."

Zhou Rui sniffed and joked, "It's so sour!"

"You little rascal, how dare you make fun of me!" He Muchen said, pinching the ticklish spot on his body.

Zhou Rui was tickled all over by He Muchen and lay on the bed begging for mercy: "I was wrong, husband, please let me go, I will never make fun of you again."

He Muchen pressed down on him, showing no intention of letting him off the hook, and kept tickling the ticklish spots on his body.

"Honey, please forgive me. I really know I was wrong."

Zhou Rui is quite sensitive and hates being tickled, so he lay in bed begging for mercy.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and Zhou Rui pursed his lips, his face turning red.

He Muchen lowered his head and kissed him, and the ward no longer felt so cold.

Glug...

Zhou Rui's stomach growled, breaking the ambiguity.

Zhou Rui smiled awkwardly and said, "Honey, I'm hungry."

He Muchen flicked his nose, then stood up with a smile, touching the reheated food, which was now ice cold.

"I'll go heat it up a bit, wait a moment."

Zhou Rui tugged at He Muchen's sleeve: "Honey, let's go back. I want to eat the frozen dumplings in the fridge."

He Muchen rubbed his head and smiled, "Okay..."

He Muchen made a phone call and asked Xiao Liu to come to the hospital to pick them up.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Liu was being held down on the sofa and unable to move.

He Jingshen, annoyed by the interruption, answered Liu Qi's call.

"Hey, Mu Chen, he's not available right now. I'll have my driver pick you up. Send me the address."

He Muchen heard his second brother's voice and glanced at the number on his phone.

The phone number displayed was: Driver Liu Qi. That's right, so why is Second Brother answering the phone?

Seeing that his younger brother hadn't responded for a while, he asked again impatiently:

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up. Where are you now? I'll have my driver pick you up."

"I am in the inpatient department of the First People's Hospital."

"Okay, the driver will be there in ten minutes." He Jingshen hung up the phone and tossed it aside on the sofa.

Looking down at Liu Qi, he said, "Baby, look how good I am to you. I helped you get a day off, so you can get a good rest tonight."

Liu Qi stared speechlessly at the demon pressing down on him, cursing inwardly: "Pervert! I don't need you to help me get a day off! I want to go to work! Work makes me happy! I want to go to work..."

*

After being hung up on by Ho King-sun, Ho Mo-chen was filled with questions. When did his driver and his second brother become so familiar? Weren't they just senior and junior classmates?

Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen, who was still in a daze after finishing the call, and shook his arm: "Honey, what's wrong? Did something happen to Xiao Liu?"

He Muchen smiled and rubbed Zhou Rui's head: "He had something to do, so my second brother sent his driver to pick us up."

Zhou Rui said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions about why it was his second brother's driver who picked them up.

Ten minutes later, the driver arrived and took them back to their apartment.

He Muchen opened the door, and Zhou Rui smelled the frozen dumplings he wanted to eat.

Zhou Rui excitedly walked into the living room and saw Song Anqi eating dumplings while looking at his phone.

Zhou Rui excitedly stepped forward, staring longingly at the dumplings on Song Anqi's spoon, and asked softly, "Are there any more dumplings?"

Song Anqi said expressionlessly, "There's food in the pot, go eat it yourself."

Zhou Rui excitedly shouted, "Okay..."

Zhou Rui jogged to the kitchen to get the dumplings he had been thinking about.

He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who had a gluttonous expression, and laughed.

"Brother Chen, what did you guys do today?" Song Anqi asked He Muchen.

"I went to the hospital."

"A hospital?" Song Anqi asked, puzzled.

"Rui Rui, he fainted, I took him to the hospital." He Muchen smiled as he looked at Zhou Rui humming a song in the kitchen.

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