Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

27: Chapter 27 Warmth (2) 27: Chapter 27 Warmth (2) **
The enigmatic and distinguished Aston Martin sped along the highway.

Gu Yelin quietly drove the car, while An Yiqing felt as if she could sense Gu Yelin’s irritation, even though she didn’t know what was bothering him.

It seemed wisest not to talk.

A night of tumult had left An Yiqing somewhat exhausted.

She leaned back against the comfortable seat and watched the rapidly receding lights outside the window, slowly closing her eyes.

Gu Yelin felt the girl’s breath beside him grow steady and knew she had fallen asleep.

He considerately made the car ride even smoother, hoping to let the girl sleep more comfortably.

Time passed, and An Yiqing gradually woke from her slumber.

She had slept deeply and soundly, and though her regular sleep was good, this level of unguarded dozing off was a first for her outside her home.

As soon as An Yiqing opened her eyes, she saw the man beside her gazing at her intently and gently.

His eyes were bright and black, reflecting only her image, as if in his world, there was only her.

Gu Yelin tenderly watched the still groggy little woman, not knowing what she was thinking as she stared at him.

An Yiqing slowly became fully alert, and she abruptly sat up.

Strange!

When had the seat been flattened?

Where was she?

How long had she been asleep?

“You slept for an hour; I lowered the seat.

This is the military hospital.

You’ve been hurt, so you need some treatment,” Gu Yelin said considerately, as if he knew the questions on An Yiqing’s mind.

An Yiqing’s delicate face twisted slightly.

Hospital?

She was a doctor; why did she need to go to a hospital?

“I am a doctor; I can heal myself.

There’s no need for me to come here,” An Yiqing stated her thoughts openly.

“A physician cannot heal oneself; I can rest easy only after you’ve been checked.”
An Yiqing was conflicted; she didn’t miss the concern in Gu Yelin’s voice, nor was she an ungrateful person.

However…

“Can I not get an injection?” she muttered from behind her little red lips.

Gu Yelin’s handsome eyebrows rose upon hearing this.

His hearing was very good, and although the little woman’s voice was almost inaudible, he heard her clearly.

Was she…

afraid of injections?!

Someone with such mystical skills in the Medical Arts…

was afraid of injections?!

An Yiqing looked up just in time to see the amusement in Gu Yelin’s eyes.

Although he wasn’t laughing at her, An Yiqing inexplicably felt like being capricious, “What’s wrong with being afraid of injections?!

Who says a doctor can’t be scared of that?

They really hurt, okay?…” She puffed out her chest and spoke with righteous indignation, her childlike words coming out with surprising confidence.

Gu Yelin looked at the wilfully childish and adorable little woman before him with a smiling mouth.

She was always so serene and mature, desiring nothing, but now she showed such a cute side in front of him.

Did this mean she was also becoming closer to him?

An Yiqing didn’t receive the mockery she expected from Gu Yelin; instead, she was met by his ever-softer gaze, mesmerizing her.

The gentleness in his eyes was as vast as the ocean, seemingly ready to engulf her, sinking deeper and deeper within it.

“Alright, no injections,” the man’s magnetic and deep voice rose gently, filled with boundless indulgence and spoiling.

“What?” An Yiqing snapped back to reality.

What had he just said?

“If you don’t want an injection, we won’t do it,” Gu Yelin repeated patiently, as if he had endless patience for her.

After speaking, he stepped out of the car and considerately opened the passenger door for An Yiqing, extending his hand, “Let’s go.”
An Yiqing, as if under a spell, slowly placed her hand in Gu Yelin’s.

It was then firmly grasped.

Led by the hand, An Yiqing was lost in the pampering tenderness bestowed by Gu Yelin.

She never knew that, besides her master, there was someone else who could treat her with such indulgence.

The feeling made her involuntarily long to sink into it.

Two figures, one tall and the other petite, one sturdy and one lovely, walked hand in hand into the hospital’s grand doorway, their shadows elongated by the warm light, stretching long and far.