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Page 609 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Gu Mochen’s physical strength was indeed astonishing. Despite losing so much blood in the afternoon, his body was quickly recovering...

Although Jian Ran tried hard to support the man’s tall frame, Gu Mochen did not put pressure on her, avoiding any discomfort.

But... Jian Ran could clearly feel the man’s large hand brushing her shoulder as if it were there and then not.

Jian Ran: "..."

"Gu Mochen, behave yourself."

"Hmm."

Gu Mochen responded faintly, smelling the light and subtle scent of shampoo on the woman’s body, finding it surprisingly pleasant.

Yes, after a close escape from death...

He felt he cherished everything before his eyes even more now.

Especially Jian Ran’s existence.

In a room of barely 30 square meters, Gu Mochen moved extremely slowly.

Jian Ran furrowed her brows, her small hand around Gu Mochen’s sturdy waist, trying to make it less hard for the man, not noticing his lips curving upward.

...

Finally reaching the bathroom, Jian Ran let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"Mm... you go in. I’ll wait for you outside."

Gu Mochen watched Jian Ran with a suppressed chuckle, his narrow eyes narrowing slightly, his gaze settling on the IV drip in Jian Ran’s hand, playfully saying.

"After I go in, do you mean for me to hold the IV drip by myself?"

Jian Ran: "..."

"Jian Ran... my chest is injured, I can’t exert force with either arm, let alone lift them."

Jian Ran: "..."

Certainly... He had just gripped her wrist firmly with his large hand.

So why was he now saying he had no strength?

Jian Ran knew the man was doing it on purpose, but considering his physical condition, she could only say irritably.

"Then I’ll go in with you."

"Hmm..."

Jian Ran and Gu Mochen had been intimate before.

But following the man into the bathroom still made her face and ears turn fiercely red...

"That, I’ll help you hold..."

Jian Ran said grudgingly.

Scanning the bathroom walls, there was absolutely no place to hang the IV drip...

Now... she neither could leave nor stay.

The atmosphere was bizarrely awkward.

Jian Ran’s little face was almost bursting red, as if about to drip blood.

Hearing the woman’s shy words, Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed again.

"Didn’t I tell you? I have no strength in my hands. Jian Ran, if you don’t help me take my pants off, how can I use the toilet?"

Jian Ran: "..."

"Taking off pants requires bending over, and my physical condition absolutely won’t allow me to do that... Jian Ran, don’t forget, I got hurt while saving you."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran was angry.

Gu Mochen, was he taking advantage to act indecently?

Hearing the man’s shameless words, Jian Ran couldn’t help but retort.

"Gu Mochen... do you have any shame?"

Gu Mochen did not become angry at her words. Instead... in a very innocent tone, he directly said, "Jian Ran... I am now a patient."

Jian Ran: "..."

Dammit, she knew he was; was there any need to stress it so much?

Seeing Jian Ran not speaking, Gu Mochen continued to speak.

"Also, I got injured while saving you."

"In summary, I am a patient who got injured while saving you, and for you to talk to me in such an accusatory tone, I believe... it is not conducive to my recovery."

Jian Ran: "..."

Damn it, Jian Ran lost, and Gu Mochen’s thick-skinned nature was truly unmatched.

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