My Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 321

The atmosphere in the car was warmed up by the lingering bits of passion. Chuxue Ye turned to look out the window and stopped talking, yielding to Zhao Nangong the crazy man. The man, however, looked quite cheerful that he could not even hide the broad grin.

When they finally arrived at the hospital, Zhao parked the car, went round to the passenger seat to carry the girl out, but was refused.

"I don't want you to carry me, I can walk by myself."

Obviously, he was not the sheepish type, so he insisted on carrying her out regardless of her blow while whispering in her ear, "Don’t be naughty, or I will kiss you in public."

"How could you be such a dick?"

"You're right, I am."

On entering the emergency center, Zhao's fair countenance turned himself the focus of attention. Fearing that people might recognize her, Chuxue hastened to buried her face in his chest.

The smile on the corners of the man’s mouth went even wider when he noticed her gesture.

Zhao's embrace was warm, dry, and good-smelling with a hint of cigar.

Smells good? My God, Chuxue Ye, what are you thinking about? This is Zhao Nangong, nothing but a dickhead! She kept murmuring “this is just an illusion” inwardly and tried to get rid of the horrible thought.

"What's wrong with her?" A doctor came up and asked as soon as they went into the emergency center.

"She got bruises on her knee by the car accident and felt dizzy." Zhao replied.

"No, I’m not dizzy now." Chuxue turned her face around and added.

Stunned by her amazing beauty, the doctor cleared his throat and asked, "Was it a serious car accident?"

"No, I was wearing my seatbelt then and I wasn’t hit on the steering wheel."

"Alright, you just need to dress your wound on the knees. Follow me."

The doctor walked ahead, Zhao followed with the girl in his arms and heard her whispering annoyingly, "Put me down right now, don’t you think it’s too embarrassing?"

"I like it." Zhao, the loyal follower of cheeky-ism, refused her demand. How could he give up this hard-won opportunity?

Chuxue was furious, twisted him on the waist and didn't let go until she saw his face turn pale.

"Having taken out your frustration?" Asked Zhao in a doting tone.

"Not at all!" Scolded Chuxue in a low voice.

After entering a ward, Zhao placed her on the bed and said with a smile, "Well, as you wish, I put you down now."

"What a rat!" Said she.

"Please stay here and wait for a while, I'm going to ask the nurse to treat your wound." The doctor who had ignored their game playing along the way said indifferently.

The atmosphere was inexplicably a bit awkward as only them were left in the ward. Noticing the man stepped forward, she reflexively leaned back and said seriously, "What do you want to do? I will not be polite to you if you dare to touch a hair over my head."

Zhao just smiled, pointing her shoulder, and said, "Your clothes are wrinkled."

She looked down and found that the collar was folded inside at some point. "It’s none of your business, shut up." Said she while straightening her clothes.