Gu Mochen's lips curled into a satisfied smile before he wrapped his arms around the woman in his embrace and fell into a deep sleep.
...
Jian Ran woke up the next day to the sounds of someone moving beside her...
"Sir... this really isn't right."
"Shut up, don't talk."
"Sir... your wound... we..."
"Dammit, didn't I tell you to stay quiet? Do you not understand that you are disturbing my wife's sleep?"
"This..."
Opening her bleary eyes, she found herself lying in Gu Mochen's arms, with his left hand hooked up to an IV drip and his right arm wrapped around her.
Jian Ran had originally kept a safe distance from Gu Mochen when she went to sleep...
But to her surprise, she woke up with her head resting on his arm, which brought her to full alertness in an instant.
This was bad.
Gu Mochen was still a patient.
As Jian Ran sat up, she noticed a damp spot on Gu Mochen's chest, and her face immediately flushed red...
Damn, she had drooled in her sleep again.
