Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 216 Everyone's Here

"I heard you two spent the night together?"

These words immediately created a rather subtle atmosphere in the ward.

Gu Zheng's face flushed instantly. The first thing she thought of wasn't the time Han Zhou stayed overnight at her house, but the fact that the two of them had stayed together in a hotel room for one night. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, and she almost couldn't help but bury her head back under the covers.

Fortunately, her face was already flushed from being covered by the blanket, so even if she was shy, it wouldn't be noticeable.

Han Zhou's heart skipped a beat. He was also thinking about spending the night in a hotel with Gu Zheng, but he wasn't nervous or guilty about it. He was just shocked at how Mo Yixia knew about it, and he was afraid that she would casually add, "We did too."

Mo Yixia silently observed the expressions on their faces.

She knew about this because Miao Yan'er had mentioned it during a previous chat, but at that time she said that Han Zhou had stayed overnight at their house. She deliberately changed the way she asked the question to test their reactions.

In terms of results, this attempt was clearly fruitful.

Judging from their expressions, they did indeed spend the night together, and not at home...

Mo Yixia stared intently at Han Zhou, making a mental note of it.

However, judging from this guy's character, the two probably didn't do anything that night. She might not believe it if she heard other men and women chatting all night in a hotel room, but it's a different story if it's this guy.

If this guy really had the desire and the guts, then she wouldn't be some innocent high school girl anymore...

Facing Mo Yixia's ambiguous gaze, Han Zhou was about to explain when she looked away and said in a nonchalant tone, "Looks like it's another thing that's inconvenient to talk about. Let's find another one."

Han Zhou's heart was in his throat. He didn't think this was being considerate at all. He wanted to say, "Why don't you just not change it? Otherwise, you might bring up something even more dangerous."

Just then, Guzheng said loudly, "So what if it is?"

His tone was full of energy, and besides a little embarrassment, Han Zhou could also detect a hint of smug pride.

His analysis was correct; Guzheng was indeed experiencing a similar state of mind at that moment.

For Gu Zheng, spending the night with a member of the opposite sex was a very embarrassing thing, so much so that she blushed for a while. But then she thought, what's wrong with spending the night together? Doesn't this just prove that she and Han Zhou have a good relationship?

She had just argued with Mo Yixia for so long just to compare her relationship with Han Zhou, and now it seems that she was clearly the one who had the better skills!

It's settled—

This is the thought that Han Zhou gleaned from Gu Zheng's tone.

His eyelids trembled. Although Mo Yixia was indifferent and did not have the same competitive spirit as Gu Zheng, she would never ignore such a provocative act.

"It's nothing special, I'm just a little interested."

As expected, Mo Yixia lowered her eyes slightly and asked with interest, "You seem quite happy?"

Han Zhou perceived Han Xiao's tone as the pre-cast animation of a powerful skill in a game, filled with a dangerous aura.

He had already anticipated what the other person was about to say—

"That's wonderful. Unlike me, I've not only spent the night with him, but he's also carried me on his back, hugged me, and shared life and death with me. But why can't I feel happy at all?"

Han Zhou was instantly drenched in sweat.

To avoid this terrible scene, he quickly said, "I brought you porridge!"

粥？
Gu Zheng was instantly drawn to the topic, but she didn't think much of it, assuming that Han Zhou didn't want to talk about spending the night together. Actually, she didn't really want to delve into the subject either. Then she heard her stomach growl loudly.

Mo Yi gave up the idea of ​​continuing to speak and turned to look at Han Zhou quietly.

Han Zhou did bring a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork. This was his lunch. It was easy to make and didn't require high-quality ingredients, making it convenient for testing various data related to "culinary proficiency".

The reason he didn't take it out immediately was because he didn't react when he saw Guzheng's family there, and there was only one bowl of porridge, so he was worried about how to distribute it.

This was the first exquisite dish he had ever made, and it tasted absolutely amazing. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought a bowl over specifically. Since Guzheng was also here, there was no reason for him to only let Mo Yixia taste it.

You have to be fair. She hasn't even started enjoying the pleasures of being a scumbag, and now she's already experiencing the hardships...

Han Zhou chuckled inwardly, took out a thermal lunchbox from his bag, and said with a smile, "You guys probably didn't eat much at noon, right? Want to get up and have some?"

This was his own lunchbox, with two layers for rice and vegetables. He opened the lunchbox, divided the porridge into two portions, and placed them on the bedside tables of the two girls respectively.

However, the lunchbox could be disassembled, but the only spoon couldn't be removed. Fortunately, he saw disposable chopsticks on the table.

Mo Yixia naturally took the spoon. Taking advantage of the fact that Gu Zheng's view was blocked by Han Zhou's figure, she silently moved her lips and then gestured for the other party to help her up.

Han Zhou understood her lip movements; she was saying, "At least you still have a conscience."

conscience?

Are you referring to the time I specially brought her porridge?

Han Zhou was a little puzzled, but it was a good thing that Mo Yixia's mood had suddenly improved, otherwise she probably wouldn't have been so easily swayed by him to change the subject.

Is this congee with preserved egg and lean pork?

Behind him, Guzheng held chopsticks, looking at the porridge in the lunchbox with some worry.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Han Zhou asked.

"I don't really like the taste of preserved eggs..." Gu Zheng looked troubled.

"Then you can give me the porridge."

Mo Yixia scooped up a small spoonful of porridge, held it to her lips, and gently blew on it. "Or you can skip the preserved egg part."

These are very constructive suggestions, not sarcastic remarks.

Gu Zheng then remembered that this bowl of porridge was not originally brought for her. Although she didn't really want to eat it, she was unwilling to give it away, so she had no choice but to cut open the preserved egg and shovel it into her mouth in a fit of pique.

"Slow down, be careful it's hot."

Han Zhou was both amused and exasperated. He quickly offered a reminder and then focused his attention on Mo Yixia.

He rarely saw a look of surprise on Mo Yixia's face, and he wondered what her reaction would be when she tasted gourmet food for the first time.

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, Mo Yixia, who hadn't had much of an appetite before, became somewhat interested in the bowl of porridge and asked, "You seem quite confident in your cooking skills?"

"To be precise, I'm confident in this bowl of porridge," Han Zhou smiled.

"Yeah."

Mo Yixia put the spoon in her mouth, tasted it slightly, and then nodded calmly, "This flavor certainly matches your confidence."

Han Zhou was stunned: "That's it?"

The 50% increase in the deliciousness of gourmet food is quite terrifying. This special flavor is sure to make the taste buds of anyone who tries it for the first time cheer and feel a sense of wonder. Mo Yixia's reaction was really too bland.

"Otherwise, what else do you want?"

Mo Yixia put down her spoon, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then scooped up another spoonful of porridge and gently blew on it, saying, "Can I say you're really great?"

Han Zhou choked a little and asked suspiciously, "Have you eaten something similar before?"

"If you're just referring to the taste, then no."

"Not to your taste?" "Yes, it is. I told you, this porridge is worthy of your confidence."

"Your reaction is rather..."

"Is it too bland?" Mo Yixia asked indifferently.

Han Zhou nodded.

Mo Yixia put the spoon in her mouth: "If you want to see an exaggerated reaction from someone eating a certain delicacy for the first time, I suggest you look behind you now."

Han Zhou was taken aback, immediately turned his head to look behind him, and then his expression became strange.

Gu Zheng was wolfing down her lunchbox, looking like a starving ghost. Her cheeks were bulging, and her bright eyes seemed to be shining. She was completely unafraid of the heat and had forgotten that she didn't like preserved eggs. In just a few seconds, she had almost finished the porridge.

No wonder he wasn't saying anything; he was busy eating...

Han Zhou was both amused and exasperated. He picked up a piece of paper from the table and handed it to her. However, Gu Zheng was unable to move freely with an IV drip in her left hand and could only eat with one hand. She had no free hand at the moment. Seeing that she was engrossed in eating, Han Zhou had no choice but to wipe the rice grains off her face.

Gu Zheng blushed slightly, but pretended not to notice.

"How thoughtful."

Just then, Mo Yixia's ghostly voice suddenly rang out behind Han Zhou.

He jolted awake and turned his head sharply, only to see Mo Yixia leisurely placing rice grains on the corner of her mouth. His eyelids twitched involuntarily.

He opened his mouth, but knew that this guy was already being quite well-behaved by only making small movements like this, so he quickly pulled out another piece of paper to wipe away the rice grains and said in a low voice, "Don't waste food."

"If you eat it, it won't be a waste."

Mo Yixia spoke calmly, with an air of self-righteousness, but she also lowered her voice.

Han Zhou keenly noticed this detail and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he wasn't quite sure of the specific reason, he could tell that Mo Yixia probably wasn't planning to cause him any more trouble today.

Is this the charm of delicious food?

But then again, Teacher Ouyang is really something, managing to keep Guzheng's parents occupied for so long. I wonder what they were talking about...

……

"Teacher Ouyang, what is it you want to tell us? Was it really necessary to come all this way?"

Ouyang Lianyu pushed the wheelchair, maintaining a gentle smile on her face, and explained, "That's the ward area, which might affect the patients' rest. Also, my wheelchair takes up a lot of space, and it might interfere with the work of the doctors and nurses in the corridor."

"That's true. In a place like a hospital, you really can't let it interfere with other people's work."

Gu Lang nodded, not thinking much of it. After all, even if he had two brains, he probably wouldn't have imagined that a teacher would "colluded" with a student to scheme against other students' parents.

Ouyang Lianyu breathed a sigh of relief. She had gone to great lengths to buy time for Han Zhou. Although she didn't know what the child was up to, it was still necessary to take the two parents away. That way, if things really couldn't be delayed any longer, she could send a message to Han Zhou to prepare in advance.

The reason she was willing to help Han Zhou was not only to repay his kindness, but also because she trusted Han Zhou's character and knew that the child did not intend to use her help to do bad things.

Besides, it's broad daylight, and they can't do anything bad in the ward.

As the three of them moved further and further away from the ward, Ouyang Lianyu suddenly stopped and looked uncertainly at the elevator doors that had just closed in the distance.

Miao Yan'er keenly noticed her unusual behavior, followed her gaze, and asked, "What's wrong, teacher?"

"nothing."

Ouyang Lianyu shook her head slightly and smiled, "I think I just saw a student, but I must have been mistaken."

After saying that, he continued to push the wheelchair.

Meanwhile, Zhong Yin, who was in the elevator, casually pressed the button for the first floor. He was pondering what the doctor had just said when he turned his head and saw his younger sister looking absent-minded. He asked with concern, "What's wrong, Xiao Ling?"

The two sisters came to the hospital today for a check-up. In addition to the routine physical examination, the main focus was on her ears, and the results were the same as before.

Her hearing loss is irreversible; even if she pays a high price for surgery, her hearing cannot be completely restored.

Zhong Yin thought her younger sister was worried about this matter, so she quickly comforted her, "It's okay, Xiaoling. Wearing hearing aids is fine. I'm used to it. When it's too noisy, I don't need to cover my ears. I just need to take off my hearing aids."

She's not good with words, and she doesn't know if this will make things easier for her sister.

Zhong Ling shook her head and gently moved her lips close to her ear.

When no one is around, the clock's ringing will be louder. At this time, Zhong Yin can hear her sister's voice. Upon hearing this, she looked puzzled and asked, "You said you just saw your school's teacher?"

Zhong Ling nodded. She only saw Ouyang Lianyu the moment the elevator doors closed, but she was certain she hadn't mistaken her for someone else, because not only did the other person look similar, but she was also sitting in a wheelchair.

Only Teacher Ouyang would act like that.

Zhong Yin pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Was it seen from the fourth floor?"

Zhong Ling nodded again.

"Female teacher?"

She continued to nod.

The elevator had already arrived at the first floor. Seeing the elevator doors open, Zhong Yin didn't think twice and pressed the button to go to the fourth floor again.

Zhong Ling looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go say hello to your teacher."

Zhong Yin patted her head and smiled gently, "You're still in school, so it's good to get along well with your teachers. They might take better care of you in the future, understand?"

As she spoke, she suddenly hesitated, looking at her empty hands. She quickly pulled Zhong Ling away from the elevator and said, "No, it's not good to go empty-handed. You wait for me here, or we can wait on the fourth floor. I'll go outside and buy some fruit first, and then we'll go see your teacher."

She didn't just want to get to know the teacher; she wanted him to look after her younger sister at school. Since she needed his help, she had to approach him with the attitude of asking for a favor, and a gift was a must.

Despite being young and not good at interacting with people, she forced herself to consider these social niceties for her younger sister's sake, even if it made her seem flustered.

Zhong Ling stared blankly as her sister left, her hands nervously clutching the small cloth bag at her waist.

She had actually heard what her sister said in the elevator. She was the one who caused her sister's injury, but instead of blaming her, she had gone to great lengths to take care of her feelings. Now, she was even trying to build a good relationship with Teacher Ouyang so that her sister could have a better time at school.

Since our parents passed away, my older sister has taken on their responsibilities and focused all her attention on them, hardly ever thinking about herself anymore.

Zhong Ling felt guilty, and the better her sister treated her, the more guilty she felt.

As she watched her sister's figure disappear outside the hospital gate, she secretly made up her mind.

I will definitely make a lot of money in the future and do everything I can to cure my sister's ear.

Thinking that she might not be able to find Teacher Ouyang later, she decided to go up to the fourth floor first, otherwise her sister might be disappointed. So she took the elevator back up and pressed the button for the fourth floor.

The elevator doors opened, and relying on her memory, Zhong Ling walked towards the location where Ouyang Lianyu had just been, but she quickly ran into a problem.

There were hospital corridors on both sides, and you couldn't see anyone at all. If Professor Ouyang were in the ward, he might have to search for them one by one.

She hesitated for a moment, tugged at her small cloth bag, and walked towards her right.

(End of this chapter)