Chapter 31: : Since Miss Rong left that year

The bald man raised his eyes and looked at the entrance of the alley, only to see a tall figure walking over. The target was obviously in the direction they were in, and he seemed to have come prepared, and his intuition was wrong, and he stood up and said: "Go!"
The group hurriedly fled towards the exit on the other side of the alley.
Anhao struggled to sit up from the ground, but she was completely exhausted.
I don't know what happened, a figure suddenly walked up beside him, and the man took off. The suit jacket on her body was directly wrapped around her already frozen body, which was about to shrink into a ball, and at the same time he hugged her up.
Anhao's gaze was in a daze, staring blankly at Zuo Hancheng who suddenly appeared in his sight.
"You...how..." She was a little surprised.
Zuo Hancheng's complexion was sober and he didn't speak, he just held her firmly in his arms, and turned around and walked out of the alley.
When Anhao leaned in his arms and didn't know what was going on, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting and howling from the direction of the hutong entrance on the other side behind him. Who are you calling, and what means are you planning to use against them?
She is confused now, wondering if she is dreaming.
The clean and masculine smell of this man made her a little drowsy, and she felt calm and steady, as if her whole heart fell instantly.
The little girl in her arms was hot and hot, and her pale face was blushing with high fever. Zuo Hancheng didn't say a word of nonsense with her, and hugged her directly into the car and took the driving seat. When Mo Bai saw Zuo Zong holding a little girl in school uniform into the car, he was very puzzled, but did not dare to ask.
Anhao's eyes turned black, but she knew that Zuo Hancheng had taken her into the car. The sense of steadiness made her drowsy. He heard him talking in his ear, and his voice was cold: "Mo Bai, go to the hospital."
Along the way, I only felt that I was leaning in a warm embrace. Even though I knew that this person was Zuo Hancheng, he was inexplicably attached to the warmth this man brought to her for the first time.
After an unknown period of time, after being taken into the hospital in a daze, she finally couldn't hold on because of a high fever for two consecutive days and fell asleep completely.
...
The way to sleep well in sickness is really a headache.
Zuo Hancheng entered the door from outside the ward. The nurse said while holding the bottle and needle, "Mr. Zuo, the girl you sent is really hard to deal with. It has been a high fever for several days. She should have no strength to burn, and she can still curl up into a ball. There is no way to turn her over. In her sleeping position, how should I give her an injection..."
The little nurse complained about the strange sleeping posture while paying attention to Zuo Hancheng's face.
Every time I saw this Mr. Zuo, he couldn't help but blush and his heartbeat. This time he was called in just because the injection did not go well. He still had some selfishness.
Zuo Hancheng looked at Anhao on the hospital bed.
The little girl was diagnosed with a viral infection after being sent to the hospital, and her condition worsened because of the cold. The doctor did not recommend giving her an injection to reduce her fever.
So just physically cooling down and monitoring body temperature for two days, not only did the fever disappear, but it became more and more serious, and even babbled from time to time in the dream.
He had been guarding this girl in the hospital for two days as soon as he returned home, and he was indeed aware of her strange posture in the lethargy.
I saw that the whole person was curled up in the quilt at this moment, like a self-protection gesture, his face was pale, his eyes closed, and both hands were firmly pressed against his chest, like this is the safest Her posture, but frowning from time to time proves that she is not very at ease in her sleep.
"Mr. Zuo, because Miss Gu has not controlled her body temperature in so many days, we are worried that she will burn out and inflammation, so we have to give her a bottle of two days first. Now her sleeping position is really bad. Do it..." the little nurse murmured again.
Zuo Hancheng glanced at the little nurse's expression, walked to the bedside without saying a word, opened a corner of Anhao's quilt, and sat on the side of the bed, curled up with his long arms. Anhao hugged him.
But this little girl was so weak that she was so stubborn even when she slept, she kept her posture in a ball, even if she was forced to press against his arms, she still curled up. .Legs, face pressed against his chest, eyes closed tightly.
The man's posture in holding up the little patient was too neat and overbearing, and the little nurse blushed and heartbeat, and couldn't help but look at the handsome face of the man again.
Such a handsome man! It took the little girl in bed how many years of blessing to know such a man! It is so enviable!
"What are you doing there?" Zuo Hancheng pulled off Anhao's hands tightly on his chest, took her hand to the nurse: "Injection."
"Ah, oh..." The little nurse blushed and walked over embarrassingly. After hanging the bottle, he leaned over carefully to give the injection.
But because this handsome man was so suffocating, staring at her at close range, the little nurse was so nervous that he stabbed twice in a row, and was so painful that he was uttering uncomfortably in his sleep. With a cry, I instinctively wanted to withdraw my hand, and complained in a dry voice: "...It hurts..."
When Anhao closed his eyes and screamed for pain, he seemed to be a little bit about to cry. Zuo Hancheng suddenly gave the little nurse a cold glance: "Fight well, if you can't, you can change someone."
The little nurse pursed her lips, afraid to look at the man’s face again, fearing that she would be more nervous. After taking another serious prick, she finally pierced the blood vessel and handled the medical tape on the needle. Then she moved back and moved away from that. When the man came out with a cold gaze, he felt like he had died once.
"Mr. Zuo, there are three bottles of this medicine, and it will take about two hours." The little nurse reorganized her mood and said.
"Yeah." Zuo Hancheng held Anhao's hand firmly in the palm of her hand, placed it in front of her, and patted her curled up in his arms lightly, his voice dull and dull.
Until the little nurse turned and walked out of the ward with a broken heart, Mo Bai happened to walk over with a few files, and he opened the door and saw his boss sitting on the bed, hugging the little girl who had been sleepy for a long time. Hold her for an injection.
Mo Bai looked slightly surprised. It has been many years since Miss Rong left. For many years he has not seen Zuo always approach a woman, and he has not seen Zuo always be so patient with a woman...