Zhou Zihe deliberately poured water to avoid her embarrassment.

At this time, the door of the room opened in response, and a man wearing a dark blue suit came with a smile. He had grand features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he actually looked like a minority. However, he walked a little slopingly and had to rely on a cane to maintain balance.

The dressing style is somewhat similar to Ouyang Lu.

"We meet again, Miss Song!"

She was so surprised that she almost blurted out, "Military doctor!"

"I didn't expect you to recognize me so quickly."

Song Wushuang was a little excited, "I met you in a crisis. You gave me a lot of help. I will never forget your voice." Song Wushuang didn't know how to express his gratitude, no matter how little he said, "I didn't expect that you saved me again."

You saved me once, I really don’t know how to thank you.”

She suddenly realized that the doctor who performed artificial respiration on her was Dr. Kang. In an instant, her face turned red to her ears, she lowered her eyes and did not dare to raise her head.

A glass of water was handed to her. It was Zhou Zihe, with an expressionless face and a deep aura.

Dr. Kang sat on the chair next to her bed, "You don't need to thank me. It was my sister's rudeness that caused you..."

"Ahong?"

"That's right, please forgive her! Don't worry, I will use all my medical skills to make up for the harm you have suffered." He looked at Zhou Zihe again, with a sincere look on his face, "Please, Mr. Zhou, let me stay here for a while.

Take good care of Miss Song."

Zhou Zihe, who had been watching everything coldly, said, "Forget it, your sister is very capable. I will never dare to keep you here. Otherwise, she will come to you every three days. Our Sansheng Hotel can't

Is there still peace?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I'm just letting her take one step here."

Song Wushuang didn't understand what happened during her coma, and even Zhou Zihe hated Ahong in every possible way.

Zhou Zihe refused to let go, "Dr. Kang, I have done what I promised you. Now that Song Wushuang has woken up and you have seen it, you can feel at ease. Then please go back and I won't keep you here."

There is something wrong with this atmosphere. Zhou Zihe not only hates A Hong, but also Dr. Kang.

"Mr. Zhou, I have an obligation and unshirkable responsibility to take care of Miss Song. And I think that my medical skills are acceptable. If Miss Song is taken care of by me personally, she will be healthy." Dr. Kang looked at Song Wushuang with a sincere face and said, "Also,

Please Miss Song give me a chance to make amends."

Song Wushuang was a little embarrassed. After all, it was Ahong who bullied her when she was in Yi Mansion, and it was Dr. Kang who took care of her. "Don't say that, how can you make up for it?"

Before she could finish her words, Zhou Zihe interrupted her, "Dr. Kang, you heard that Song Wushuang does not need your care."

Song Wushuang looked at Zhou Zihe with a calm expression and a cock-fighting heart. He didn't know what to say for a moment. What did she mean by what she just said to Dr. Kang? How could he maliciously misinterpret it?

Doctor Kang looked at Song Wushuang and struggled, "Miss Song's eye injury was treated by me from the beginning. Although she can see now, she must wear glasses, which will inevitably be inconvenient in life. If I take care of it myself,

, it won’t take long before you can take off your glasses and your vision will be as bright as before.”

Just as Song Wushuang was about to nod, Zhou Zi congratulated him coldly, saying, "You two brothers and sisters, one hurts people secretly and the other actively saves them. I wonder if it's your Yi family playing some trick? I'm sorry, our Zhou family, forgive me.

I can’t accompany you.”

Song Wushuang understood Zhou Zihe's intention at this time. He was afraid that Dr. Kang's visit to Sansheng Hotel was not just to take care of her, but that he might have a hidden mission that would be detrimental to the Zhou family.

In this case, she couldn't keep Dr. Kang here. She could only say tactfully, "Mr. Zhou, I believe Dr. Kang is a benevolent doctor and just wants my eyes to heal as soon as possible. There is no malicious intention." She said this,

Dr. Kang's expression was bright. The displeasure on Zhou Zihe's face could no longer be concealed. She immediately added, "However, Mr. Zhou is pleased with me and will definitely invite the best doctors in Shanghai to take care of me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Zhou Zihe had a gloomy face, and his brows were furrowed. Dr. Kang opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

Song Wushuang didn't care much and continued, "So, Dr. Kang, you can go back with peace of mind. After all, you are the military doctor of the Yi family, and Second Young Master Yi needs you more."

Zhou Zihe walked to the door, opened the door, and made an invitation gesture. With such an obvious order to exclude guests, Dr. Kang couldn't sit still for a long time. He stood up helplessly with a handbag, "Well, since Miss Song said so, I can't do it either."

If you refute anything else, I won't disturb your rest." He walked to the door, stopped, looked at Zhou Zi and said, "It doesn't matter, you have your reasons, I have my way, goodbye, Mr. Zhou

.”

Dr. Kang walked out of the room with his front foot, and Zhou Zihe quickly closed the door with his back foot, just like driving away a difficult dog-skin plaster.

"You seem to hate Dr. Kang."

Zhou Zihe strode to her bed, leaned down and looked at her. At such a close distance, the breathing and heartbeats of both parties could be heard clearly. Song Wushuang was so frightened that he did not dare to breathe. "You, you, you"

What are you doing?"

"You just said that I am pleased with you?"

Song Wushuang's tongue began to get knotted, "That's because, in order to politely refuse Doctor Kang, don't you, you, don't want to keep him here?"

Zhou Zihe's face turned dark, "Then you want to keep him here to take care of you? Do you like him?"

Song Wushuang was shocked, "What are you talking about? How could I like Dr. Kang? We have only met twice."

Zhou Zihe stood up and said lightly, "That's good."

He turned around and walked to the window, opened it, and the breeze swept through the pot of orchids in front of the window. The wind carried a faint floral fragrance, which made people feel comfortable.

Zhou Zihe sat down and worked at his desk.

Only then did Song Wushuang realize that there was an extra desk under the window. Looking at Zhou Zihe, he seemed to want to work here.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

"Office."

"I know you are working. What I mean is, do you want to work here?" She deliberately emphasized the word "here". You must know that she is currently staying in room 404 temporarily.

"Yes, you are still weak now, so I can take care of you here conveniently."

When Song Wushuang heard this, she just felt very inconvenienced and looked for all kinds of reasons and excuses to make him leave. "Actually, it doesn't matter. I'm in good health now." After saying that, she got up and was about to get off the ground, but she didn't expect to put her feet on the ground.

As soon as she touched the ground, she knelt softly on the ground.

She couldn't believe that she was so weak, and was stunned for a moment.

When Zhou Zihe heard the noise, he turned around and saw her condition. He was obviously startled. He came three steps at a time and quickly hugged her across his chest. Her cheek was pressed against his chest in a daze.

His heart was beating vigorously, and she could even see his Adam's apple clearly, and she could only feel that her face was hot.

Zhou Zihe's Adam's apple trembled, and he complained, "Don't be brave, you are really weak now." Then he gently put her on the bed, her hair was scattered in front of her face, and Zhou Zihe stroked away the mess for her.

Hair, fingertips are cold.

The accidental contact between their skins made Zhou Zihe look questioning, "Why is your face so hot?" He then covered her forehead with his big hand, "Do you have a fever?"

Song Wushuang immediately turned sideways, not daring to look at him, "I don't have a fever, the room is too hot. Open the window, open the window."

"I just opened the window."

Song Wushuang was furious, "Then open the door. It will be clear from the north to the south. If there is a breeze, it will be cool."

Zhou Zihe said lightly, "Okay then."

He got up and opened the door. He didn't know who was standing at the door. He only heard him give instructions, "Tell the front desk that from today on, no rooms will be opened on the fourth floor. Miss Song needs to be quiet."

When he came back, he whispered to her, "You should have a good sleep first. The kitchen is making up the soup. I will call you when it is delivered later."

Song Wushuang buried his face in the quilt and sighed.

The room was eerily quiet, with the only sound of Zhou Zihe turning the pages of a book, again and again, making her sleepy like hypnotic music.

She really fell asleep without any dreams. If she wasn't hungry, she really wanted to sleep comfortably like this.

Occasionally, she seemed to hear Ouyang Lu's voice. The volume was weak, as if she was afraid of disturbing her clear dream.

"It turns out that you were plotted by Ah Hong."

"That's right, I just came out of Wujiabang's village, and Ahong came to greet me. She didn't untie me, but just supported me. I didn't think much about it at the time. I didn't expect that when she led me to see Yi Er Shao, she

He secretly gave me a shot when I wasn't prepared. When I reacted, the drug began to take effect, and I fainted before I even got in front of Second Young Master Yi."

"This woman is so cruel."

"That's right, in front of everyone, she completed this series of actions without anyone noticing, making it impossible for me to negotiate. This delayed me for a long time and almost caused Wushuang to hang himself on the tower. Every time I think of this, I feel like

I'm so angry." Zhou Zihe started to lose control of his voice because of his anger, "Why did she do this? It's so difficult to provoke a dispute between the three families, and she will have the advantage of being a fisherman?"

"I think it's not that complicated. She just simply wants Song Wushuang to die."

"Later, I also saw that she had hatred for Wushuang, but where did this hatred come from?"

Ouyang Lu lowered his voice, "It seems that when we were in the Yi family, Ahong suffered a secret loss from Song Wushuang, and then he felt resentful and wanted to kill her if he got the chance." He reminded Zhou Zihe, "In the Yi family, she

The cruel torture must have been A Hong's work. Now, it seems that she will not let Song Wushuang go. You remind Song Wushuang that he must be extremely careful when seeing this woman in the future."

"I was thinking about this, so today his brother Kang Shaolan wanted to stay and take care of Wushuang, but I refused. However, Kang Shaolan was as difficult to deal with as dog-skin plaster. He insisted on staying and taking care of Wushuang, so he couldn't

I don’t know what he has in mind. But this Song Wushuang is so grateful to others. I’m so angry that I have nothing to say.”

Hearing this, Song Wushuang realized that the reason why he was so cold to Dr. Kang just now was not because he was worried that the Yi family had a secret mission against the Zhou family, but because he was worried that the Kang family brothers and sisters were plotting against her. Everything was done with her safety in mind.

First.

After thinking about this clearly, she already had a good impression of Zhou Zihe, and her admiration for him grew even more.

"Hey, is there such a thing?" Ouyang Lu started gossiping, "I see that you are so considerate to this Miss Song. Do you think you have any selfish motives that cannot be revealed?"
To be continued...