In the hospital room, Gu Yue's earth-shaking fury, triggered by "a urine bag appearing on camera," was like a summer afternoon thunderstorm—swift to arrive and abrupt to vanish. She had yelled, thrown pillows, waved a water cup around, and even banished Tang Wulin behind the nurses' station. Having spent too much energy, she now felt sore all over, without even the strength to lift a finger. More importantly, the medicine was starting to take effect, and waves of drowsiness washed over her.
She shot a vicious glare at Tang Wulin, who was huddled in a chair in the corner of the room. He was holding his phone, its screen casting shifting light over his face, making him look unexpectedly focused and stern. Hmph, what an act! Gu Yue snorted inwardly. He must be afraid I'll blow up again, so he's deliberately avoiding looking at me!
After reading a message, Tang Wulin looked up and met Gu Yue's gaze, still carrying traces of anger. He immediately set down his phone and hurried over to the bedside like a large dog receiving an order. Gently, he tucked in the corner of her blanket and pulled it higher where it had slipped down. His fingertips accidentally brushed her cheek, carrying a cautious attempt to please her.
"Wife, if you're tired, get some sleep. I'll stay here with you." His voice was low, hoarse with a hint of ingratiation.
Gu Yue immediately squeezed her eyes shut. Her long, curled lashes trembled violently like startled butterfly wings before she forced her breathing to steady, pretending to have fallen deeply asleep. She refused to acknowledge him! She would make him think she was really asleep, then let him reflect on his actions properly!
Tang Wulin stood by the bed and watched for a while longer. Once