Chapter 426: Special trip to get medicine



Chapter 426: Special trip to get medicine

The moment the screen lights up.

She saw Gu Zhou's message: [Is the meal here?]

Slightly stunned.

What meal has arrived?

What does this mean?

An Zhu knocked on the door and came in, holding a high-end package of "private dish" in his hand.

An Zhu raised the bag in his hand slightly and showed it to her: "Boss Ling, Gu Zhou sent someone to deliver the food."

The phone vibrated again.

She drooped her eyelashes.

Gu Zhou: [Until your injury is fully healed, please avoid eating anything light. I'll take you to eat something delicious after you're better.]

The second half of the sentence seemed like he was worried that she would be unhappy if she ate too lightly, so he came to comfort her.

She unconsciously read the message twice.

An Zhu observed his expression and said, "Boss Ling, do you want me to throw it away?"

Wang Yuanling immediately raised his eyes: "No!"

After blurting it out.

Meeting Anzhu's confused gaze, she realized that she had rejected him too decisively.

His eyes glanced at something unnatural, and he said softly: "I have to eat at noon anyway, so I'll just eat it. There's no need to waste food."

Anzhu looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

However, Wang Yuanling's eyes were already fixed on the screen, and she said softly, "Put the food on the table."

"OK……"

As soon as the office door is closed.

She stared at the packaging and finally stood up and walked forward.

Open the bags one by one.

Bright green stir-fried asparagus, dotted with a few white lilies, soft and translucent stewed winter melon with scallops, and a bowl of thick and soft chicken and millet porridge.

Nothing is stimulating, nothing is heavy in taste, but it is full of extreme care and carefulness, accurately adhering to the doctor's advice of "light".

The phone screen lit up again, the dim light standing out in the quiet room.

She looked over almost immediately.

Gu Zhou: [These are all signature dishes of this restaurant. Try them. If they don’t suit your taste, we can try another restaurant tomorrow.]

His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the cold edge of the phone.

She looked at the dishes in the food box that were as smooth as jade, and then looked at the simple but caring words on the screen.

The strange feeling that was forcibly suppressed in my heart was like the surface of a lake where a stone was thrown, and ripples spread out in circles, carrying a slightly warm temperature.

She picked up the plain bamboo chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached for the bowl of warm millet porridge.

The light rice aroma melts in your mouth, bringing just the right amount of warmth.

There was no stimulation on the tip of the tongue, but the tip of the heart seemed to be gently soothed by something.

Thinking that she hadn't replied yet, she put down the millet porridge and picked up the phone again: [Thank you, Mr. Gu, but you don't have to bother me. Our group has a cafeteria.]

Gu Zhou didn't reply.

It seems that he disagrees.

Wang Yuanling waited for two minutes but received no reply, so he simply put down his phone and tasted these dishes, which were light but delicious.

Eat half of it.

There was a knock on the office door.

She thought it was Anzhu, so she didn't look up and said, "Come in."

She lowered her eyelashes and picked up some food while listening to the sound of the door opening. She said softly, "Is there anything else?"

"Looks like it tastes good?"

This voice is casual and joking.

The lily she had caught in mid-air fell gently back into the food plate with a "click".

She suddenly raised her head.

Who else could the figure leaning against the door be but Gu Zhou?

There was a usual, nonchalant smile on the corner of his lips, and his deep eyes were fixed on her with interest, with a barely perceptible inquiry.

Wang Yuanling's heart skipped a beat. He quickly put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Mr. Gu? Why are you here?"

Gu Zhou walked in with a leisurely pace. His eyes swept over the almost half-empty food box on the table. The smile in his eyes accelerated. He said lazily, "Of course I came to see if the food suits Mr. Ling's taste."

"Mr. Gu came here specially just for this matter?" She found it unbelievable when she said it herself.

Gu should be very busy, right?

"Of course not." He sat down on the single sofa next to him, his long legs crossed, his posture as relaxed as if he was in his own territory.

He locked his eyes with her, touched her neck with his fingertips, and said, "You can't see the wound if you apply the medicine yourself."

So he came over specifically to help her apply medicine.

Her eyelashes froze slightly, and she said softly, "Mr. Gu, there's no need to make a special trip. I can ask my assistant to help apply the medicine."

Gu Zhou raised his eyebrows casually: "It is necessary. After all, it was because of me that he got hurt. I should be responsible to the end."

This is just an excuse.

There's really no way to refute it.

Seeing that she was still standing there, looking at him in disbelief.

Gu Zhou raised his lips lazily: "There should be no rice on my face, right? If Mr. Ling doesn't finish eating, the food will get cold."

No one came, but they did.

Wang Yuanling pursed her lips and muttered, "Boss Gu really does have a strong sense of responsibility."

Gu Zhou accepted the compliment without any modesty: "It's my due."

Wang Yuanling: ...

Looking at Gu Zhou, who seemed to be back in his office, he looked calm.

She sat down silently, took a few bites perfunctorily, and then closed the lunch box.

Seeing this, Gu Zhou smiled faintly: "Boss Ling, are you so reserved that you don't even dare to eat after seeing me here?"

Wang Yuanling smiled politely at him as she cleaned up: "No, I'm really full. Thank you, Mr. Gu."

She closed all the food boxes and was about to bend down to pick up the packaging bags and put all the boxes in.

A large hand with distinct joints, faster than her, grabbed the packaging bag directly.

Then he took the food box from her hand.

It was neatly packed into a bag and thrown into the trash can.

He also took out a tissue and put it into her palm.

The movements are smooth and flowing.

"To wipe your mouth." Gu Zhou raised his eyelids, his dark eyes dim, "I learned this service of handing out paper after dinner from you."

She lightly touched her fingers, and her palms were soft.

"Where do I put the ointment?" he asked.

Wang Yuanling glanced at the bag on the desk: "It's in my bag, I'll get it."

Gently wipe the wound with a cotton swab.

It’s so cold.

She raised her eyes and her gaze fell on him, who was very close to her, with a serious expression on his face.

Gu Zhou had a pair of eyes that were darker than obsidian. When he wasn't smiling, his dark eyes looked sinister, but when he was focused, they were so dark and bright that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, revealing a natural cynicism.

I still remember the first time I met him at a dinner party.

His thin lips curled up slightly, filled with endless coldness, and his hard-to-see dark eyes looked at her unscrupulously.

Then he attacked her.

She also remembered that when she got on the wrong bus, he stared at her with interest in the cramped and dark carriage.

The usual joking and casualness are now replaced by concentration and seriousness.

He frowned unconsciously, but he applied the medicine to her very gently.

So gentle as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Perhaps, even she herself could not apply the medicine so gently.

She was distracted.

She didn't have time to dodge as he lowered his head and blew on her neck.

A chill on the neck.

A little itchy.

She shrank her neck reflexively.

I heard Gu Zhou's low laughter.

She raised her watery eyes slightly.

Her eyes met his.

Her appearance was reflected in his dark pupils, and he could clearly see the dark emotions surging in those eyes.

He seemed to have no intention of restraining himself.

Show your feelings for her openly in front of her.

Waiting for her to discover, waiting for her to accept.

It is silent, but deafening.

Her pupils flickered.

It feels like suddenly falling into a very deep swamp and unable to extricate oneself.

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