667: Chapter 667: Haven’t Seen Such a Shaless Person 3 667: Chapter 667: Haven’t Seen Such a Shaless Person 3 He put down his phone, ready to head to the examination room to pick soone up, but just then, the sound of an incoming ssage on his phone caught his attention.
Listening, he took a glance and eventually picked it up and opened it.
“In a couple of days, I’ll be there.
For now, pay close attention to her eyes!”
Just this one line, the number, it was the one he had just dialed.
He’s coming over?
Does that an he’s not in A City right now?
Ou Mucen saw these few words and just stood there, pausing montarily before tossing the phone back and walking away.
He had to admit that he didn’t understand the matter of the heterochromia as much as he did; those things were too mysterious and too fantastical.
As soone who had never been exposed to that field, it was simply impossible to understand.
But that man was different; he was a big shot in that field, proficient in that specialty.
Besides, given his feelings for the girl, he also believed that he would never harm her.
So, his coming over was obviously the best thing for her!
Thus, he put down his phone, and his mood finally less agitated.
He left the room and went to the examination room to pick soone up.
But what did he an by “pay close attention to her eyes”?
As he went his way, he thought of the words that followed in the ssage, his eyes revealing a hint of puzzlent.
He had just picked up the person from the examination room when news ca from the surgery departnt downstairs—Ji Chengzhi had just woken up from the operation!
Ou Mucen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news.
Instead of returning to the monitoring room, he pushed the wheelchair with the woman on it towards the surgery ward, “Shall we go see a friend?”
“A friend?”
“Yes, soone I have a very good relationship with,” Ou Mucen patiently explained to her.
Ever since he made that phone call, upon learning her condition resulted from awakening too soon—that her heterochromia hadn’t perfectly rged with her current body—he had slowly accepted this reality.
And as a person, he had beco much more patient.
Hearing it was soone with a very good relationship, the girl sitting in the wheelchair thought of the man who had been by her side ever since she woke up, and she lifted her little head, looking up at him, “Then, do you have a very good relationship with ?”
Ou Mucen looked down at her and smiled, “Of course!”
“Are we also friends?”
“No!”
“Then what are we?”
“Spouses!” he said, without hesitation.
Indeed, spouses—that was the relationship between him and her.
From the mont he knew she was the woman from that night, from the mont he realized she was his son’s mother, they were already spouses.
However, since waking up in an unfamiliar world, the girl in the wheelchair no longer recognized this relationship.
Hearing the word “spouses,” her beautiful green eyes blinked at him, “Spouses?
What’s that?
Is it better than a friend?”
“Of course, do you think I haven’t been good to you?”
“Good!”
“Like what?”
“Like…” The girl suddenly paused, starting to think carefully, considering the few terms she had just learned in her mind.
Like what?
Like getting a shot?
Right, just like getting a shot—every ti she did, the pain went away, and she felt comfortable.
That was how he was to her, just like those shots.
So she looked up at him again, happily saying, “Like the needle, the needle that’s injected into .”
“Ah?” The man pushing her wheelchair was dumbfounded by this taphor.
Compared to a needle?
But he didn’t know that what the girl referred to was dicine, a kind she couldn’t live without anymore.
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