"Mr. Gu, you can go now," Ye Ziyu said to Gu Xiuyu from Di Mingjue's arms.
Ye Ziyu knew she couldn't forgive him on Di Mingjue's behalf for his actions. She wouldn't stop Di Mingjue from doing whatever he decided to do later, but for now, she didn't want to see him.
Gu Xiuyu moved his lips. It was already too late. By throwing that punch in front of Ye Ziyu, he had already ensured that Ye Ziyu would have a biased opinion of him from now on.
However, if he hadn't thrown that punch, his heart would have been even more unsettled.
Di Mingjue placed Ye Ziyu on the bed and wiped the soles of her feet with his palm. "The floor is cold, so you still get out of bed like a child without wearing shoes?"
His palm was very warm, and as it touched Ye Ziyu's soles, she could feel Di Mingjue's warmth and love.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Ziyu tenderly stroked the place where he had been hit. She had been indifferent to Gu Xiuyu before, but now she disliked him. How could he be so rough as to hit Di Mingjue?
It seemed like being hit once wouldn't put him at a disadvantage!
At this moment, Ye Ziyu's eyes were filled with love and concern for him. If she weren't afraid of making a scene, she looked like someone who would fight back and hit him in his stead.
Di Mingjue, with renewed ambition, pushed Ye Ziyu onto the hospital bed. "Let's continue."
"No," Ye Ziyu struggled. "That punch he threw looked very hard. You must get it checked."
He had been hit on the head. At best, it could cause a cerebral contusion; at worst, a concussion. Either way, it was very dangerous.
Ye Ziyu broke free from under Di Mingjue and forcibly pulled his arm. "Let's go get checked now."
"Then kiss me," Di Mingjue deliberately raised half his face.
Smack!
Ye Ziyu kissed him.
One kiss wasn't enough for Di Mingjue. He wrapped his arms around Ye Ziyu's waist, trapping her legs between his. "Kiss me for a while longer."
As if possessed by a kissing demon, Ye Ziyu felt her lips begin to swell. She batted Di Mingjue's shoulder in resistance.
What started as a single kiss turned into several minutes. Di Mingjue, satisfied, held Ye Ziyu's hand as they walked out of the ward.
Passing by a floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Ziyu looked at her reflection. Her lips were red and swollen, like two sausages. She covered her face, blaming him, "You did that on purpose!"
During the examination, there were nurses and other patients everywhere. Everyone would surely see her mouth. Anyone with a brain could guess what the two of them had been doing before they came.
Ye Ziyu heard Di Mingjue chuckle and immediately slapped him in dissatisfaction. "You go by yourself. I want to go back."
Since they were already here, there was no reason to turn back.
Di Mingjue forcefully hugged Ye Ziyu's waist and led her to the neurology department.
Compared to other departments, there weren't many patients in neurology. Gu Xiuyu was taken in by the doctor for an examination as soon as he arrived.
Ye Ziyu sat outside bored, waiting. She occasionally touched her warm lips, feeling embarrassed and glancing around to see if anyone was looking at her.
Gu Xiuyu seemed to have a radar installed on her. The moment they arrived at the neurology department, he also appeared.
"Ziyu," Gu Xiuyu stood in front of Ye Ziyu. "I'm sorry about what happened just now. I was in a moment of impulse, and I only acted out unintentionally."
Unintentionally?
That punch landed squarely on the back of his head. He had gritted his teeth at the time, wishing he could knock Di Mingjue down with one punch.
If this was considered unintentional, then arsonists and murderers could also claim their actions were unintentional after committing their crimes.
"Mr. Gu, I made myself very clear in the ward. Please stay away from me and don't bring me unnecessary trouble." Ye Ziyu's eyes were full of indifference, devoid of any emotion.
Gu Xiuyu couldn't accept Ye Ziyu's coldness. He excitedly stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder. "Is it just because I hit him?"