Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

wake up in a while.
Go buy some porridge back.
When he wakes up, he can eat.” Qiao Nian looked up at Chen Qing and instructed softly.
“Okay.”

Chen Qing stood up and left, leaving Qiao Nian and Gu Zhou alone in the ward.

She gripped Gu Zhou’s hand tightly.
At the thought that the imposter who had just entered wanted to kill Gu Zhou, she was still so frightened that her back was covered in cold sweat.

Now, many people were staring at Gu Zhou, all wanting him to die.
How could she protect him?

When she was hiding in the room, Qiao Nian had never been afraid.
She knew very well that Gu Zhou would definitely protect them.

She looked down at Gu Zhou, who was lying on the bed.
His eyebrows were raised, and his nose bridge was high.
Further down, his sexy thin lips were tightly shut.
His face was like the most perfect masterpiece of God.

Qiao Nian retracted her hand from Gu Zhou’s face and stood up, walking towards the coffee table not far away.

However, she had just taken a step when her hand was grabbed.

Qiao Nian stopped in her tracks.
When she turned around, she met Gu Zhou’s deep eyes.
The smile on her face grew wider and wider.
She sat back down on the stool beside the bed and asked with a smile, “You’re awake.
Are you feeling unwell?”

Gu Zhou gripped Qiao Nian’s hand tightly and stared unblinkingly at her.
He recalled how Kan Shan had blown the whistle and asked someone to kill him.

At that time, he only had one thought.
He couldn’t grow old with Qiao Nian.
He could only leave her alone.

Gu Zhou’s eyes gradually softened.
Looking at her slightly haggard face, his thin lips parted slightly.
“Why are you so haggard?”

Qiao Nian’s heart trembled violently, and her eyes felt a little hot.
She tried hard to remain calm.
Smiling at Gu Zhou, she said, “I’m fine.
I’m fine.
How do you feel?”

Gu Zhou nodded, indicating that he was fine.
He held Qiao Nian’s hand tightly and said sadly, “I’m sorry.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’ve made you worry.” Gu Zhou’s thumb gently rubbed the back of Qiao Nian’s hand as he said sadly, “I…”

Qiao Nian hurriedly covered Gu Zhou’s mouth with her other hand.
Her heart ached as she looked at Gu Zhou, who was lying on the hospital bed.
“You don’t have to apologize.
It’s just like how you didn’t let me thank you.”