Chapter 1689 - Tighten Your Skin (1/2)
Chapter 1689: Tighten Your Skin
Gu Nianzhi lowered her eyes and stood in front of He Zhichu’s bed, gently tucking hi He Zhichu’s suite, Gu Nianzhi returned to her roo rooazine
“Mr Peter, do you really not need to go back to the E
Huo Shaoheng had been with her for the past two days and he had barely slept
Gu Nianzhi had been able to see the warh the cracks of the bedroohts
It felt good, but alas, they were at the He family’s house, not sojian
This man did not play by the rules It was hard to knohat he would do next
He was very reasonable now, but who knehen he would go crazy again?
He Chengjian always said that Gu Xiangas crazy, but Gu Nianzhi felt that He Chengjian was just as eccentric
Especially since he had power and was never afraid to use force He was more lethal than Lu Jin
It could be said that he was decisive when it ca, and he had no lack of it
Gu Nianzhi was very sure she wouldn’t even have the chance to block the bullet by the ti aain
Huo Shaoheng looked up at her and set rid of jian didn’t chase me away”
It was a cool and dry winter afternoon in the capital
The afternoon sun shone through the curtains, illu his face
He s
Gu Nianzhi alaze and said, “Suit yourself then I need to take a nap I’ll be able to operate on young Master He in six hours”
She ran back to her bedroom like a little rabbit and slaainst the door, her mouth open as she exhaled and inhaled slowly She was afraid that Huo Shaoheng would hear her breathing as she was not about to let hijian’s watch, it was better for the two to keep their distance
Gu Nianzhi laid back on the bed and counted sheep before finally falling asleep
Six hours later, Huo Shaoheng knocked the door to wake her up “Lawyer Gu? Wen Shouyi is awake You can go and operate on young Master He”
Gu Nianzhi could survive as long as He Zhichu was alive
Gu Nianzhi opened her eyes and saw that the rooht under the door
It was the light fro rooot up She raised her voice “I’m up I have to eat dinner Has Mr Peter had dinner?”
Huo Shaoheng turned to look at the dinner that had been delivered downstairs “Dinner is here There’s your favorite food, three-flavored fried rice”
Gu Nianzhi’s heart skipped a beat She walked over to open the bedroom door and stuck her head out “Whoput his hands in his pockets and commented casually, “I told them that you wanted to eat Fried Rice and asked them if they kne to aze fell on a s roo table
There were two dinner plates
The shite porcelain plate was piled with fried rice with green beans, red shris
Gu Nianzhi iry She casually tied her hair up and walked out of the bedroo did not stop her He sat down on the other side of the table and said, “I also ordered a bowl of Chicken Minced Sea Cucumber Soup for you It would nourish the yin and the Qi It was all stewed and easy to digest”
Gu Nianzhi looked at the rice and soup Her mood was as radiant as a peach blossom She smiled and nodded “Thank you, Mr Peter!”
She picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of rice She couldn’t wait to taste it
As soon as she tasted it, she knew instantly that it wasn’t the kind of three-flavored fried rice that she had previously eaten
Huo Shaoheng, Song Jinning, and Lu Yuan knew the recipe to the special San Xian Fried Rice
Even though she could not describe it, her taste buds could distinct the difference, so she kneas not the usual three-flavored fried rice
She was slightly disappointed, but still, she ate up and finished the soup Then she politely said, “I’ to wash up Thank you for the meal, Mr Peter”
She proceeded to wash up At the sa him that He Zhichu would be ready to be operated in 15up, Huo Shaoheng sent her to the Operating Room
He Zhichu was sent there as well
Gu Nianzhi put on her scrubs again and walked in
This tijian was there too and waited outside the Operating Roo rooress”
In the Operating Room, Gu Nianzhi sat in front of the coain to let Lu Jin in
Lu Jin had already operated on Wen Shouyi once, and this was the second time he had operated on He Zhichu His movements were visibly skilful with the faery, he did a physical exans
“Not bad, no proble Gene Therapy relapse ?” He co to himself, Lu Jin worked fervently in front of his computer