Tired from crying, Gu Qiong fell into a deep sleep, with crystal tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Fu Heng looked at the weak woman in front of him with a touch of pity in his heart.

He picked the person up horizontally and walked into the hospital.

He must be seen by a doctor before he can rest assured.

After a series of examinations, Fu Heng put his heart back in his stomach until the doctor said that Gu Qiong was fine.

This incident was a wake-up call for Fu Heng, and he must never let it happen again in the future.

At this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Fu Heng's eyes, and a plan emerged in his mind.

At this time, Gu Qiong had already woken up in the hospital bed. Looking at Fu Heng beside the bed, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

She has always felt that Fu Heng must have never endured hardship, and there is a kind of nobility in every gesture. But at this time, Fu Heng actually has a kingly demeanor, sharp eyes, and an aura that makes Gu Qiong feel a little...

Can't breathe.

Gu Qiong quickly shifted her gaze and looked elsewhere.

Sensing the sound Gu Qiong made, Fu Heng regained his terrifying aura and asked with a gentle face: "Do you feel better?"

Gu Qiong nodded meekly.

Although he didn't say anything, Fu Heng still felt from Gu Qiong's increasingly rosy face that Gu Qiong was really feeling better.

When I first found Gu Qiong, her little face was simply terrifying.

There was no blood at all, and it was as pale as paper.

Seeing Fu Heng's gentle appearance at this moment, which was completely different from the previous one, Gu Qiong wondered for a moment whether he was dazzled when he woke up at that moment.

I don’t know where Fu Heng brought out a bowl of clear porridge.

It was handed into the hands of Gu Qiong.

"Are you hungry? Eat some porridge to warm your stomach."

Gu Qiong was a little flattered. Fu Heng not only saved him today, but also thoughtfully prepared food.

Holding the hot porridge, the warmth in the palm of my hand spreads to my heart. I am afraid that the person in front of me is not so cold on the outside. He should be as warm as this bowl of porridge on the inside.

After drinking the porridge, Gu Qiong insisted on going home, but Fu Heng couldn't resist her, so he could only take Gu Qiong back to their small home.

After returning home and looking at the familiar surroundings, Gu Qiong finally felt relieved.

My whole body felt like falling apart. I went back to the bedroom, endured the discomfort, and took a shower.

As soon as he thought of lying on Huang Youcai's bed, Gu Qiong felt bad all over.

After taking a bath, Gu Qiong didn't want to dry her hair, so she lay on the bed and wanted to sleep.

At this time, the door rang.

This seemed to be the first time Fu Heng knocked on his door after Gu Qiong moved here.

At this time, Gu Qiong really didn't have the strength to open the door.

He shouted at the door: "The door is unlocked."

After a while, Fu Heng opened the door.

Seeing Gu Qiong lying beside the bed with wet hair, her brows suddenly furrowed.

"Why didn't you blow dry your hair?"

"I don't want to move, my body hurts."

Gu Qiong didn't notice at all that her voice sounded coquettish.

Fu Heng said nothing, walked to the bathroom and took out the hair dryer.

"Lean over there and I'll blow it for you."

Gu Qiong quickly sat up from the bed.

"No need, I can just blow it myself." After saying that, he took the hair dryer from Fu Heng's hand.

Unexpectedly, Fu Heng raised the hair dryer above his head, pressed the top of Gu Qiong's head with his other hand, and pushed Gu Qiong down.

"Sit still and let me blow you."

Gu Qiong looked at Fu Heng blankly, why was this man so domineering?

Warm wind blows out from the outlet of the fan.

Gu Qiong's little face was slightly flushed, and the little universe in her heart was burning.

Why do I feel that Fu Heng is a little different today, but I can't tell what the difference is.

The two of them were alone in Gu Qiong's bedroom quietly.

No one spoke.

It seems that both of them are afraid of breaking this pleasant moment.

Gu Qiong slowly fell asleep under Fu Heng's gentle movements.

Fu Heng carefully helped Gu Qiong and covered her with a quilt.

Standing at the door, he quietly stared at Gu Qiong on the bed for a moment, then turned and left.

The next morning, Gu Qiong slowly opened his eyes.

When did you fall asleep last night?

He brushed the strands of hair around his ears.

Gu Qiong then thought that Fu Heng not only saved her life yesterday, but also kindly dried her hair.

The scene from last night came to mind unconsciously.

He quickly covered his blushing face.

He comforted himself in a low voice: "Fu Heng is a good person. When he saw me in danger yesterday, he even helped me dry my hair."

After brainwashing myself for a long time, the door to the room was knocked again.

Gu Qiong suddenly jumped up from the bed.

The moment he jumped up, he looked down and saw the clothes on his body.

Stayed in place.

Were you dressed like this yesterday?

A lace suspender belt and a pair of hot pants?

It's over, it's all over, isn't it that Fu Heng has seen him all?

Thinking of this, Gu Qiong once again wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

This is too embarrassing. How will you face him in the future?

There was another knock on the door.

Gu Qiong quickly changed her clothes and then opened the door.

Seeing Gu Qiong changing clothes, Fu Heng chuckled.

"There's nothing to see. Don't worry, I won't think anything wrong about you."

After saying that, he directly pulled Gu Qiong out of the room.

Gu Qiong looked at the clock on the wall.

It's only past seven o'clock. Why did he call me so early?

Fu Heng walked to the front and turned around to face Gu Qiong.

"I have been thinking since yesterday that if you, a girl, encounter any danger again without any self-defense skills, you will still be injured, so I decided..."

"Decided?" Gu Qiong's face was filled with confusion. Could it be that Fu Heng wants to be his personal bodyguard?

Before Gu Qiong could figure out why she had to use the word "personal".

Fu Heng broke Gu Qiong's imagination by speaking directly.

"I have decided to teach you the secret technique of self-defense. I will only teach you this secret technique. You must study hard."

"What?" Gu Qiong looked at Fu Heng with wide innocent eyes.

Self-defense secrets?

Gu Qiong quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no, I don't want to study. The best thing I can do is be more honest and not go out often. My sister will be discharged from the hospital soon. As long as my mother doesn't know where I live and she doesn't tell Boss Huang, I won't be in danger.

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Fu Heng felt a little guilty after listening to Gu Qiong's words. How should he explain that Gu Qiong's potential danger did not come from Boss Huang, but from him!

"No, I have to learn."

Hearing Fu Heng's categorical rejection of him, Gu Qiong had a sad face.

Pointing to the wound on his waist, he said, "Mr. Fu, my incision hasn't grown yet, you can't do this to me."

Fu Heng calculated the days when Gu Qiong would be discharged from the hospital and refused directly: "Gu Qiong, I hope you can trust me. From now on, I will wake you up at five o'clock every morning and I will practice with you."

"Also, I will pay attention to my posture and your wound will be fine."

"Wake up at five o'clock?" For Gu Qiong, getting up at seven o'clock in the morning is already the limit, and now Fu Heng actually asks him to get up at five o'clock?

"What does the posture have to do with it? I can't get up at all!" Gu Qiong just wanted to sit upright and sit on the ground.

Who would have thought that Fu Heng would directly drag Gu Qiong away.

"It's okay, I'll call you." After saying that, he looked at Gu Qiong calmly.
Chapter completed!