Hearing Xu Mi talk like that, Zhang Hao finally took notice of her figure.
Without the white coat, Xu Mi indeed had developed nicely.
Proud in front, thin at the waist, especially the slender and shapely legs.
Plus, her round cheeks gave off a pitiable cuteness.
"Yesterday you were telling Nurse Liu how I’m aloof and hard to approach, yet today you co to tease , don’t you take as the director seriously?"
"Go ho and rest, and if you feel uncomfortable, just call ."
Having finally sent Xu Mi off in the car, Zhang Hao hurried back only to find Lin Wan was no longer in the hall, feeling sowhat disappointed.
But after thinking it over, no matter which departnt she went to, as long as it was in this hospital, there would always be a chance to see her.
The day’s work wasn’t too busy, so when it was ti to leave, Zhang Hao did so as usual.
anwhile, Xu Mi who was recuperating at ho, turned the day’s events into a post and shared it on her monts.
Between the lines, it conveyed her fondness for Zhang Hao.
Naturally, Ling Tong also saw this post and imdiately comnted below, "Xu Mi, you wouldn’t have hurt yourself on purpose just to win Mr. Zhang’s favor, would you?"
Xu Mi saw Ling Tong’s comnt and felt a bit angry inside, was she such a person?
Just as she was about to send a ssage to refute Ling Tong, her phone rang. It was Mr. Zhang.
After work, Zhang Hao was still worried about the condition of Xu Mi’s foot injury, so he decided to call and ask about it.
If necessary, he would co over in person.
Thinking of Ling Tong’s comnt and all that had happened that day,
Xu Mi’s heart began to harbor different emotions.
After answering the call, Xu Mi told Zhang Hao that her foot seed to have worsened and needed him to make a house call.
As his intern, Zhang Hao of course had to show extra concern.
So he grabbed his dical kit and rushed over.
During the wait, Xu Mi hopped to her wardrobe.
Inside were all the clothes she liked, from which she chose one to wear, then hopped over to the bathroom.
After checking her appearance to ensure there were no glaring flaws, she then sat quietly on the sofa in the living room to wait.
She had no idea where Zhang Hao might be at that mont, he might already be close, or perhaps he had just set out.
Her heart thumped wildly, alone in a room with a man, who knew what might happen.
When fire ets tinder, a blaze is inevitable.
While Xu Mi was lost in thought, a knock sounded at the door. She slowly rose and hopped over to the door.
She confird through the peephole that it was Zhang Hao, then she opened the door.
As soon as she did, there stood Zhang Hao changing into guest slippers in the entryway.
He also inquired about Xu Mi’s injury.
Leaning against the wall, with a delicate look, Xu Mi told Zhang Hao, "Mr. Zhang, actually I lied to you, my foot is much better."
Zhang Hao paused, puzzled, and asked, "If it hasn’t worsened, why did you call over?"
Scratching her head, Xu Mi said, "Mr. Zhang, would you like so juice? Is Coke okay?"
Zhang Hao was confused, unclear about what Xu Mi was implying.
"Since your foot injury is not serious, I should not stay any longer."
Zhang Hao prepared to change his shoes and leave, when Xu Mi suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "You’ve already co this far, please check on it again, I can’t let you make a wasted trip."
Xu Mi hopped to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took out a chilled bottle of Coke.
Then she hopped back to the living room, exhausting herself.
Hands on hips, she breathed heavily, with the neckline of her white nightgown designed in a ’V’ shape.
As her breathing accelerated, her chest rose and fell unevenly.
Zhang Hao quickly urged her to sit down and rest.
Xu Mi sat beside Zhang Hao, with her injured leg directly placed on his thigh.
"Mr. Zhang, could you please check to see if I need to change the dressing?"
Without hesitation, Zhang Hao unwound the gauze from Xu Mi’s ankle and took off the plaster.
He gently pressed on the injured area to make sure there was no swelling or worsening of the condition before he felt relieved.
However, Xu Mi had a different reaction.
"The foot injury has not worsened, don’t worry, you should be able to walk in a couple of days."
Xu Mi nodded, and Zhang Hao mixed a new dicinal paste for her, applying it to the injured spot.
Every step flowed smoothly, and it was only after everything was in order that Xu Mi belatedly realized she should remove her leg from Zhang Hao’s thigh.
"Mr. Zhang, could I ask you for a favor? My parents won’t be back today, and I can’t go out to eat."
"Could you cook a couple of dishes for ? Otherwise, I’ll have to go hungry tonight."
Zhang Hao nodded in agreent, largely because he was considering Xu Mi’s injury.
If she were perfectly fine, he wouldn’t bother at all.
He went to the kitchen, put on an apron, and noticed that the kitchen was quite clean.
Xu Mi opened the refrigerator, bent down, and took out so vegetables and at.
As she bent over, the hem of the nightgown she wore could not cover her backside at all.
Zhang Hao saw this but did not comnt.
"I rember there’s a piece of beef in here; where did it go?"
Xu Mi deliberately used this as an excuse to delay, rummaging through the fridge for a long ti.
After a few minutes, she stood up with a look of disappointnt on her face.
"Looks like I’ll have to settle for a vegetarian stir-fry," muttered Xu Mi.
However, Zhang Hao ca to the fridge and imdiately saw the piece of beef she was looking for.
"Is it this one?"
After glancing at it, Xu Mi’s face flushed red, "Yes, yes, that’s the one!"
The piece of beef was in the most obvious place, yet Xu Mi pretended not to see it and had been bent over looking for it for quite so ti.
If it wasn’t on purpose, then there must be sothing wrong with her eyes.
At the sink, Xu Mi helped pick and wash the vegetables, while Zhang Hao handled the final step.
While washing, Xu Mi deliberately turned the faucet on to full blast.
The water hit the sink and splashed everywhere, wetting a large part of her white nightgown.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao quickly went to the living room, grabbed so paper towels, and handed two to her.
Telling Xu Mi to wipe herself dry.
But instead of taking them, Xu Mi spread her hands out and arched her back.
"Mr. Zhang, could you wipe it for ? Look, my hands are all wet."
Zhang Hao, sowhat distracted, wiped the few drops of water from her chest with the paper towel.
Seeing this, Xu Mi said, "Mr. Zhang, why don’t you help back to my room? This dress is soaked, and it’s uncomfortable to wear."
Zhang Hao thought changing into dry clothes was a good idea, so he supported Xu Mi to her bedroom.
After entering the bedroom, Xu Mi didn’t close the door tightly but left it ajar.
Leaving a considerable gap, she intentionally stood in a spot where she could be seen through the doorway.
Then, she took off the white nightgown she was wearing.
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