Gu Pingwei remained silent, his eyes lowered.
If he gets married now with his leg like this, wouldn't that be a burden to Jiang Jingxue?
"You brat, what kind of attitude is this?" Gu Xinguo glared at him angrily.
Jiang Jingxue glanced at Gu Pingwei and knew what he was thinking.
"Uncle, I'm still injured, so I don't look good in photos. I can come back later once I'm fully recovered." Her rosy cheeks made it impossible for anyone to refuse her.
Gu Zhongjun waved his hand and said, "Alright, when the time comes, you'll get every single one of the four essential items!"
Because of Jiang Jingxue's initiative to help him out of the predicament, Gu Pingwei glanced at her thoughtfully before looking away.
Jiang Jingxue's stomach rumbled at an inopportune moment, sounding particularly loud in the quiet ward.
She blushed slightly, feeling a little shy.
I'm so busy I don't even have time to eat.
I didn't feel hungry at first, but after I started to have some free time, my stomach started to rumble.
Gu Zhongjun laughed and scolded, "Pingwei, how do you take care of your wife? You're not considerate at all. A man should be caring and attentive to his wife."
“We men can talk endlessly, you should speak up for Jingxue too.”
After saying that, Gu Zhongjun invited Jiang Jingxue to drink chicken soup.
Jiang Jingxue waved her hand and declined, saying, "This soup is for Pingwei to recover from his injury. I'll just grab something from the hospital cafeteria later."
Gu Pingwei spoke up this time, "It's just a bowl of soup, what's wrong with that? You can drink it."
Seeing Gu Pingwei speaking up for his wife, Gu Zhongjun felt that the boy had finally come to his senses, and he couldn't stop smiling. He chimed in, "That makes sense. This brat is strong and he'll recover quickly. He won't miss out on this chicken soup."
"Besides, you also need to take care of your health."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Jingxue did not refuse any longer and took the chicken soup, sipping it slowly.
She was really hungry.
Gu Pingwei ate his meal, responding half-heartedly to the elders' words, but his eyes kept unconsciously drifting towards Jiang Jingxue.
The girl neatly tied her hair up, a few stray strands sticking to her ears and swaying in the wind from time to time, as she earnestly drank the bowl of chicken soup.
Gu Pingwei suddenly curled his lips into a smile.
Tang Qiuzhu couldn't help but tease her son when she noticed his gaze kept glancing at Jiang Jingxue.
"Can't you even look away for such a short time?"
"Speaking of which, Jingxue has had a tough time. I wonder if there's a shortage of hospital beds right now? If possible, could you arrange a bed for Jingxue next to us?"
Gu Xinguo nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this, "That makes sense, and it will also make it easier for us to take care of them together."
"I'll take care of this."
Jiang Jingxue was drinking soup when she almost choked.
How did the conversation suddenly turn to her?
She didn't want to share a hospital room with Gu Pingwei; the contract didn't require that.
Jiang Jingxue kept giving Gu Pingwei meaningful glances, hoping he would refuse the matter.
Whether Gu Pingwei genuinely didn't see it or was pretending not to, he remained silent.
Seeing that Gu Xinguo had already started arranging the caregiver bed, Jiang Jingxue stood up anxiously.
Everyone looked at her, somewhat puzzled.
Jiang Jingxue rubbed her hands awkwardly, then said, "I suddenly remembered that Pingwei needs to rest. The most important thing now is to recuperate properly; that's more effective than any medicine."
"Pingwei didn't take a nap today, he should rest earlier tonight."
Upon hearing this, Tang Qiuzhu took Jiang Jingxue's hand and patted it gently, "Jingxue, you also need to take care of your health, don't just focus on Pingwei."
Jiang Jingxue smiled politely, "Don't worry, Aunt Gu, it's natural. I take good care of my health."
Gu Xinguo said, "If he dares to ask you to do anything, just come and tell your uncle."
Jiang Jingxue smiled and agreed, and after talking for a while, she finally saw the whole family out of the hospital.
When he returned, he saw Gu Pingwei looking at him leisurely.
"I remember taking a nap, Dr. Jiang."
Jiang Jingxue glared at him, annoyed. "You still have something to say? Why didn't you refuse when your aunt and uncle wanted to arrange a hospital bed? So that your little Qi wouldn't be sad later."
Gu Pingwei raised an eyebrow. "They were talking too much, how could I pay attention to all that?"
Jiang Jingxue naturally wouldn't argue with him about this, she just told him to rest well and then turned off the light and left the ward.
The ward suddenly went dark, and the previous liveliness disappeared.
The smile in Gu Pingwei's eyes began to fade little by little, replaced by a look of loneliness.
Even he himself couldn't say for sure whether he really wanted Jiang Jingxue to accompany him, which was why he didn't refuse.
...
The next day, Jiang Jingxue came to check on Gu Pingwei's body as scheduled. After changing the dressing, she realized that what Grandpa Gu said yesterday was not just polite talk.
Gu Pingwei's physical condition is indeed very strong, and he recovers much faster than the average person.
It's likely that Gu Pingwei himself was aware of the changes in his body.
It's on my legs...
"I still need to give you acupuncture. It will hurt a little, but please bear with it."
Gu Pingwei nodded, his face expressionless.
Jiang Jingxue sighed, lifted her clothes, and began to administer acupuncture.
With each injection, Jiang Jingxue would carefully observe Gu Pingwei's subtle expressions.
The main thing is to see how well he can tolerate it. If he can't tolerate it, the acupuncture should be stopped immediately.
However, whether it was because Gu Pingwei's pain perception was naturally less sensitive than that of ordinary people, or because he was more tolerant of pain, he didn't utter a sound from beginning to end, which made Jiang Jingxue feel awe.
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