As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little silly. He was still in a coma, so he naturally couldn't hear what she said. However, the man really didn't move anymore, as if he really heard her.
This saved her a lot of trouble. After seeing the man's lips turn moist, she left.
Ye Zhiqing went to the sofa and prepared to make do for the night. She fell asleep as soon as she laid down. The surgery was indeed too exhausting.
Gu Mingcheng woke up in the afternoon. The moment he opened his eyes, his confusion turned into coldness. Sensing that the wounds on his body had already been bandaged, he looked around and saw that she was still sleeping on the sofa. The coldness in his eyes instantly dissipated, and a trace of softness arose.
After being shot yesterday, he somehow thought of Ye Zhiqing and came to look for her to try his luck. But since this woman saved him, he would allow her to stay by his side.
Gu Mingcheng, who did not know that Ye Zhiqing had already made up her mind to kick him out once he recovered, thought of this.
Ye Zhiqing was awoken by the sunlight that shone in. She opened her eyes and gently rubbed them twice before meeting the man's gaze on the bed. She was not surprised. After all, she had confidence in her medical skills. It was about time he woke up.
She got up and went to the bed. She reached out and touched Gu Mingcheng's forehead. "Mmm, you don't have a fever. Not bad. Here, take the medicine."
She sent the medicine on the table over, along with a glass of water.
A weak smile appeared on Gu Mingcheng's face as he replied, "Alright, but I don't have any strength in my hands." With that said, he gently raised his hand and 'weakly' dropped it on the bed.
Ye Zhiqing looked at him suspiciously, but she still helped him up and made him lean against the headboard. She brought the food to his mouth and fed him water. Before she could say anything, Gu Mingcheng said that he was hungry, so Ye Zhiqing could only help him order food and feed him.
Gu Mingcheng laid on the bed and did not move, but he did not stop talking. He kept ordering her around. The next moment, he was thirsty and the next moment, he was hungry. Ye Zhiqing was being ordered around by him.
"Enough! Are you done yet?!" Ye Zhiqing, who couldn't stand it anymore, shouted at him.
Gu Mingcheng was still holding a freshly peeled apple in his hand. When he heard her roar, he stopped eating the apple and looked at her pitifully with his eyes widened. It had to be said that this expression, coupled with his handsome appearance and pale complexion, made people feel guilty for bullying the weak.
Ye Zhiqing felt suffocated by her pent-up anger. She clenched her fists tightly, as if she was going to hit him. However, in the next second, she deflated again.
She took a deep breath and consoled herself, "Forget it, who else is to blame for the man I picked up? It's all my fault. I'll just endure it." As she mumbled, she walked to the kitchen to pour an eighth glass of water for the man.
Gu Mingcheng could not help but chuckle when he heard her muttering to herself. He did not even notice the gentleness in her eyes.
The sound of an apple crunching filled the room again.
Ye Zhiqing passed the cup of water to him with an ugly expression and said fiercely, "Drink it. I'll see how you go to the bathroom after drinking so much water."
Gu Mingcheng's expression suddenly froze. Ye Zhiqing looked at him strangely and suddenly asked, "Don't tell me you want to go to the bathroom?"
Gu Mingcheng didn't reply, but it was a tacit agreement.
Ye Zhiqing suddenly burst out laughing. "Retribution is coming, isn't it? Haha, let's see how you're going to deal with this. Let me remind you that you can't touch the wound I just stitched up. Otherwise, you'll have to get it stitched up again."
She sat on the sofa calmly. She had taken a sip of the glass of water that she had given Gu Mingcheng. She guessed that he probably didn't want to drink water anymore.
Gu Mingcheng's face was stiff and his veins were bulging. He had only wanted to tease this woman earlier and had not thought of going to the toilet.
Ye Zhiqing purposely made the cup in her hand give off a watery sound. She sighed and said, "This water is really good. No wonder someone drank seven cups in one go."
Having gotten her revenge, she had a very vivid expression on her face. Gu Mingcheng admired her expression. He had always been around daughters of wealthy families, and their every move was cookie-cutter. When had he ever seen such an animated person?