Chapter 132: I'm at My Girlfriend's Place
"What's wrong?" The nurse looked at Leng Ruoli quizzically.
Leng Ruoli's ears had already turned bright red. She buried her face, too embarrassed to speak.
Under the covers, she gently rubbed Jiang Muye's head, signaling for him not to cause trouble.
Little did she know that Jiang Muye directly ground his teeth against her fair wrist, playing around.
The backs of his teeth lightly gnawed at her tender skin, and for Leng Ruoli, who had never experienced such things, it was naturally a form of torment. On one hand, she was quite enjoying it; on the other, she was ashamed—after all, the nurse was right there.
How could she let the nurse know about something so private?
Leng Ruoli could only stammer out, "I… I just got bitten by a mosquito. It's a mosquito."
"A mosquito? Where would a mosquito come from?" The nurse looked around. She hadn't seen any mosquito at all, and suddenly felt confused.
Leng Ruoli, meanwhile, was so flushed she looked like she might bleed. She said softly to the nurse, "It's flown away now, probably."
"Alright then, let's take your temperature." The nurse picked up the thermometer gun. Leng Ruoli was extremely nervous, afraid that something might be discovered.
She held her breath. Fortunately, the nurse checked and said, "36.7 degrees, no fever." She noted it down and left.
Leng Ruoli let out a breath of relief.
Thank goodness the nurse hadn't suspected anything.
But who could have imagined that the moment the nurse's door clicked shut, Jiang Muye pounced like a starving wolf, flipping over and pinning Leng Ruoli beneath him.
Leng Ruoli blinked, looking up in astonishment at the man wild with desire above her.
His incomparably handsome face bore a domineering, arrogant air. In a tempting tone, he directly lifted Leng Ruoli's chin and asked, "I'm a mosquito?"
Leng Ruoli shyly whispered, "No, but who told you to bite me."
Jiang Muye grabbed Leng Ruoli's palm and pointed at the bite marks on it, a faint smile curving his lips. "Who told you to be so tasty."
Leng Ruoli's ears burned. Just as she was about to retort, the door banged open with a clang.
"Sorry, I forgot to take your blood pressure… um, you two carry on!" The nurse stared blankly at Jiang Muye pressing down on Leng Ruoli, then gulped down several mouthfuls of saliva and quickly shut the door.
Jiang Muye felt extremely awkward.
He'd finally gotten a moment with his girlfriend and got caught.
Leng Ruoli, even more embarrassed, directly pressed her face against Jiang Muye's chest and asked with a sweet smile, "So what should we do now? How do we explain?"
"Why explain? You're my girlfriend." Jiang Muye lowered his head and dotingly rubbed his forehead against Leng Ruoli's.
When Leng Ruoli heard the word "girlfriend" from Jiang Muye's mouth, her heart suddenly raced.
She couldn't help but start laughing out loud.
Tears suddenly glistened in Leng Ruoli's eyes.
Liking someone for so long, and finally getting her wish.
There had been bitterness, and there was sweetness, but fortunately she had still waited for him. Leng Ruoli suddenly felt that everything she had endured before was worth it.
Leng Ruoli threw herself directly into Jiang Muye's arms, full of attachment, tears shimmering.
Jiang Muye looked down at Leng Ruoli's red eyes and red nose, such a pitiful, lovable appearance, and his heart ached. "Why are you crying now? Does the wound hurt again?"
Leng Ruoli's pretty little face immediately shook. Her eyes were full of sparkle. "It doesn't hurt at all. I'm just really happy."
When Jiang Muye heard Leng Ruoli's words, the corner of his mouth curved up. He pressed his face against Leng Ruoli's little cheek and said, "There'll be plenty more things to make you happy in the future."
Leng Ruoli leaned against Jiang Muye's chest with peace of mind.
Her red lips kept curving upward as she deeply breathed in the scent that belonged to Jiang Muye—it smelled especially good.
Seeing how dependent Leng Ruoli was on him, Jiang Muye recovered a man's pride and happiness.
He had never imagined he could be this lucky, tasting the sweetness of love.
Just as he was holding Leng Ruoli and refusing to let go, the door banged open again as the nurse came in.
"Um, although it's not great to interrupt you two, I want to remind you that Miss Leng is currently injured. Ahem, ahem. Young man, hold it in."
The nurse's words immediately made Jiang Muye's ears burn.
Did he really seem that desperate?
Of course he knew Leng Ruoli was a patient right now.
"Thank you, I understand." Jiang Muye replied politely, and in that instant noticed that Leng Ruoli had already pressed her flushed face against his chest.
Seeing her shyness, Jiang Muye laughed heartily and tightened his arm around her waist.
He now felt the warmth of spring blossoms, the beauty of an oasis in the desert.
The nurse said very seriously, "Since you're her boyfriend, I'll go over some things Miss Leng needs to watch out for after surgery. You'd better follow them well."
"Okay." Jiang Muye listened attentively.
Just as the nurse was about to speak, Jiang Muye interrupted, "Wait a moment."
"What is it?" As the nurse wondered, she noticed Jiang Muye had already picked up a notebook and pen, and had even started recording on his phone.
Jiang Muye said to the nurse, "Go ahead now."
The nurse was astonished. She had never imagined that young men nowadays could be so attentive.
Look at him—so handsome, and so responsible.
Why couldn't she meet a good man like this!
The nurse said a long string of things, and Jiang Muye memorized them all very carefully, noting down all the key points. He was even more serious than when a teacher marks key points for a final exam.
Leng Ruoli saw all of this.
Her gaze was gentle, and a soft smile lingered on her face, impossible to wipe away.
Her bright eyes were filled with him alone. Especially seeing how serious and careful he was, she smiled sweetly, propping her chin on her hand, unable to tire of looking at him.
As long as he was right there in front of her all day, she could look at him all day.
As for the nurse, who had been force-fed dog food, her first thought was to flee the battlefield—otherwise she'd eat herself full.
"Alright, that's all I had to say. Young man, take good care of your girlfriend." After the nurse finished speaking to Jiang Muye, her gaze turned to Leng Ruoli, full of envy. "You've found an amazing boyfriend. What luck."
Leng Ruoli's little face flushed red. She murmured, "Thank you."
"I'm still an intern right now. I haven't been on the job long, but I'll definitely do even better in the future." Jiang Muye smiled at Leng Ruoli.
The girl he had set his heart on—he would treat her well for a lifetime.
Though it wasn't as exaggerated as plucking stars or the moon for her, whatever other people had, he would make sure Leng Ruoli had too.
Leng Ruoli smiled faintly, like pear blossoms across mountains and fields, beautiful and lovely.
At that moment, Jiang Muye's phone rang.
It was a call from Little White Dove.
As soon as Jiang Muye answered, he heard Little White Dove's grumbling: "Muzi, where are you? How come you were gone first thing in the morning?"
"I'm at my girlfriend's place," Jiang Muye said truthfully.
Little White Dove was clearly still half-asleep and mumbled, "You idiot, face the facts. You don't have a girlfriend."