HCB Chapter 1470 A Warm Gift in the Cold Night
Chapter 1470 A Warm Gift in the Cold Night
"Tch, you little punk, keep pretending." Zhuang Shijue went downstairs without looking back.
The doctor rushed over, but after examining Zhuang Shiyuan thoroughly, all the indicators showed that he was normal. The overall conclusion was that he was probably asleep, in a deep sleep.
"Then, when will Shiyuan wake up?" Huo Yan asked.
"You'll probably wake up naturally when you wake up," the doctor said with a smile.
"When will you wake up?" Mu Ning asked again.
"He might wake up soon, or maybe in the afternoon." The doctor gave an uncertain answer, somewhat embarrassed. This was not something he could predict, but what he was certain of was that the young master's physical indicators were all very normal, and there were no obvious accidents. So, let's wait and see.
As the farmer saw the doctor off, the doctor said, "If he still hasn't woken up by tomorrow, I'll come back again."
These words only plunged the Zhuang family into an icebox. What exactly did the doctor mean by that? Is there a possibility that they might not wake up?
Zhuang Shiyuan didn't wake up all day. Mu Ning stayed by his bedside the whole time. She didn't eat lunch or go for a run. She only ate some porridge for dinner and stayed up until late at night.
Zhuang Shijue had been out partying all day and didn't return until midnight. When he came back, he made a point of checking on the eldest brother's room, and then went back out and knocked on the door twice as a formality.
"May I come in?"
"Oh, come in," Mu Ning said weakly.
Zhuang Shijue entered the house, bringing with him a chill from the night as he stood in the warm room. He shrugged boredly, "Is he still not awake?"
“Yes.” Mu Ning sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over it. He came in but didn’t turn around or move.
Zhuang Shijue felt hot, so he unzipped his thick coat, sat down, and looked at Mu Ning, "Here you go."
"what?"
"We'll find out soon enough," Zhuang Shijue scoffed.
Mu Ning turned her head to look at him, her eyes fixed on the steaming cup in his hand. "What is it?"
"Want some coffee? I've never had any before, but you can have it if you want," Zhuang Shijue said generously.
Mu Ning frowned. "I didn't mean to stay up all night."
"Then I'll enjoy it myself." Zhuang Shijue took a sip, inhaled and let the coffee swirl in his mouth, then swallowed it in one gulp. But he found that no matter how much noise he made, she no longer looked at him, and he felt a little disappointed.
How come she forgot about Zhuang Shiyuan as soon as he woke up? He didn't consider himself someone who was easily ignored, so what happened?
"Then I'm leaving. You should get some sleep." Zhuang Shijue said and left, waiting for Mu Ning's response until he went out the door. But he was clearly disappointed again, to the point that he wondered if she had heard him.
Not long after, Zhuang Shijue came in again. The person who came in this time had changed his clothes. The tall and upright man was wrapped in loose home clothes, looking as cool and handsome as a supermodel on the European and American runway. His skin was not as fair as Zhuang Shiyuan's, but a darker tan. He was strong and strong, thanks to his seven years of military life. So, the second young master Zhuang had the spirit of a soldier in both his walking posture and his figure.
Zhuang Shijue sat down again, and this time he spoke after a long while.
"Do you want this?"
He didn't say anything, and he even doubted whether she knew he had come in again. He waved an exquisite box in his hand; it was a forgotten gift.
It was originally intended for her, and no matter how inappropriate it was, he still wanted to give it to her.
"Hmm?" Mu Ning suddenly looked up and turned to look at him, probably surprised that he hadn't left yet. "What?"
"Come here," Zhuang Shijue said with a smile, his smile resembling that of an elder teasing a child.
Mu Ning shook her head, "Come here, my legs are numb."
After repeated setbacks, Zhuang Shijue finally sighed, "Fine, fine, you're my sister-in-law, I have to go along with you."
Zhuang Shijue got up and walked over, his tall figure standing in front of her. He handed her the box and said, "This is yours, isn't it? It looked like it, so I brought it back for you. Here, no need to thank me too much."
Mu Ning squinted at him, not reaching out immediately, but maintaining a skeptical attitude, "Is this... one of those things that pops out a fist and hits me when I open the lid?"
"what?"
"Isn't it?" She didn't believe him. "Could it be Little Beauty?"
"Dream on! Little Mei is my treasure. You want her?" Zhuang Shijue immediately sneered. But then he realized his words weren't quite right. He paused, scratching his head with his free hand. "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you want her or not? Take her if you want, or I'll throw her away if you don't."
"Oh my, where did I find someone as domineering as you? Is this how you treat someone when giving them a gift? If you had spoken to them properly, I would have been so grateful to you." Mu Ning raised her eyebrows, expressing her dissatisfaction.
Zhuang Shijue shook his head, but didn't look at her or say anything more.
He's just so foul-mouthed, what can you do about it? Just keep quiet. She must be feeling helpless right now, so don't upset her.
"Here you go, I'm leaving, lest something bad happen if I stay any longer." Sometimes I just can't control my mouth.
"Oh, thank you," Mu Ning said, and then walked out. She heard the door close softly.
Mu Ning looked at the box. It wasn't big, but it was long and pretty, with decorative patterns on it, indicating that it had been specially packaged.
Was it purchased?
"Probably," she thought, "I would never believe Zhuang Shijue would be so meticulous as to attach the decals." Mu Ning stared at it for a long time, then pushed it far away with both hands, gritted her teeth, opened it, and turned her head to one side at the same time.
Because Zhuang Shiyuan had given her a gift before, a long box similar to this one, but much larger. When she excitedly opened the box, a fist popped out with a "thud" and hit her on the head. Zhuang Shiyuan laughed so hard he was doubled over. For several days afterward, he would burst into laughter from time to time, all because he remembered how cowardly she looked when she was punched.
But this box is so small now, it probably won't be a fist anymore. Even if it is, it can't hit her from this distance.
The box opened but there was no sound. Mu Ning then turned her head to look. "Huh? It's a doll?"
What a surprise! How could it be a Barbie doll?
Zhuang Shijue gave her a Barbie princess doll, that's so unexpected, is this guy crazy? It would be more in line with his style if the box contained earthworms or mice, right?
However, receiving such a gift on such an anxious night is truly delightful.
Mu Ning fell asleep by the bed, clutching her Barbie doll. When Zhuang Shiyuan woke up the next morning and saw her sitting by the bed, he felt guilty.
"Ning'er, sleep on the bed. Why are you sleeping here?" Zhuang Shiyuan gently nudged Mu Ning. Mu Ning opened her eyes, glanced at him, and shrank back. "It's so cold."