Gu Wenze suddenly spoke, startling Qiao Hua. She snatched her hand back as though she had been caught stealing.
When had this bastard woken up?
Gu Wenze slowly opened his eyes. There wasn't a trace of sleepiness in them; his gaze was clear and sharp. He had obviously been awake for some time.
So he had been pretending to sleep!
Seeing the heat blazing in Gu Wenze's eyes so early in the morning, Qiao Hua gave an unconvincing yawn and pretended nothing had happened. "I'm so hungry. I want something to eat."
Gu Wenze didn't respond to that. Instead, he suddenly asked, "Why didn't you tell me you were the one taking care of me all this time?"
Qiao Hua froze. Looking up into his accusatory eyes, she guessed the doctor had already told him.
"What's there to tell?" Qiao Hua said calmly. "Wasn't it only right for me to take care of you?"
Gu Wenze's breathing grew heavy at once. He stared at her as though he wanted to see straight through her. "What do you mean by that?"
Qiao Hua shrugged. "You took a bullet for me. I couldn't just leave you here, could I? That would be heartless."
Having found a perfectly reasonable excuse, she silently congratulated herself on being so clever.
But Gu Wenze wasn't satisfied with that answer. "That's all?"
"What else would it be?" Qiao Hua said without batting an eye.
Gu Wenze's hand tightened around her waist, drawing her against him inch by inch as though he wanted to fuse her into his body. His voice seemed to emerge through clenched teeth. "Are you really only taking care of me to repay me?"
His voice grew a little hoarser. His gaze was no longer overbearing as it had been before, but vulnerable, with