Page 607 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Having said that, Jian Ran headed straight for the door of the ward, only to have Gu Mochen swiftly extend his large hand and grasp her small one.

"Hold on..."

Gu Mochen exerted a slight force, causing Jian Ran’s balance to falter, and she fell directly toward the large bed where Gu Mochen lay, worried about crashing onto the man’s chest. Thus, out of instinct, Jian Ran extended her hands to brace herself, ensuring that she wouldn’t press down on Gu Mochen’s wound.

"Gu Mochen, have you lost your mind?"

If it hadn’t been for her quick reflexes...

She would have truly fallen on the man’s wound, which could have easily caused secondary damage.

Gu Mochen gazed at the woman on top of him; at that moment, their positions were rather peculiar, with her above and him below.

"Mrs. Gu... I feel like, when it comes to matters concerning you, my judgment has always been unclear, driven by a crazed state of hormonal impulse."

Jian Ran: "..."

The rogue is showing off his culture again.

Jian Ran tried to get up, but was restrained by Gu Mochen’s large hand, forcing her to collapse onto him. Their gazes met in mid-air, and Jian Ran awkwardly averted her eyes.

"Gu Mochen, what on earth are you trying to do?"

"It’s simple... Jian Ran, were you worried about me this afternoon?"

Jian Ran: "..."

The childlike Gu Mochen.

Gu Mochen was like a child who wouldn’t let go without getting candy, stubbornly anticipating her answer.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes rested on the man’s handsome face, and after hesitating for a moment, she said softly.

"Yes!"

"The reason..."

"I just said I don’t want to owe you a life..."

Gu Mochen: "..."

The meanings behind concern were many; from the perspective of family, from Tang Bao, or perhaps, from Jian Ran herself.

What exactly was her angle? Gu Mochen stared at the woman in front of him... How could Jian Ran, who kept her thoughts so guarded, ever speak them out loud?

"I thought... Jian Ran... you had fallen in love with me."

As he said that, Gu Mochen’s thin lips drew near the woman’s ear, uttering each word with utter certainty.

Upon hearing this, Jian Ran’s face changed color again.

Being as shamelessly brazen as Gu Mochen... indeed, there was no one else.

But... the implications behind Gu Mochen’s words lingered by Jian Ran’s ear, still causing her face to flush with redness...

The atmosphere suddenly turned tender and charged with intimacy.

An unusual element permeated the air...

Suddenly, a knocking sound disturbed the two people in the room.

Jian Ran immediately got off the man and straightened her clothes.

"Come in."

"Sir, the chief just asked me if you need a catheter, since your injury is severe and it’s inconvenient for you to get out of bed."

Jian Ran: "..."

Gu Mochen: "..."

It seemed that Jian Ran was beginning to understand.

Why Gu Mochen had refused to drink water or soup earlier.

Because...

He hadn’t had a catheter... naturally, he was already feeling uncomfortable, having not relieved himself all night.

So...

Jian Ran coughed to clear her throat, her gaze unconsciously falling on Gu Mochen.

But Gu Mochen’s face turned ashen, and he looked seriously angry.

"No need."

The young nurse, upon hearing Gu Mochen’s response, couldn’t help but speak up.

"But in that case..."

"Get out."