Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 361: The Passing Nurse

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: The Passing Nurse

A nurse immediately followed up with a question, "Why do you say that?"

The nurse who had spoken before laughed, "Every time Luo Qinghe arrives, Bai Wei always closes the door. Who knows what they do inside?"

Laughter spread among them, the kind that suggested the girls understood each other perfectly well without having to spell it out.

From a distance, another nurse could be vaguely heard saying, "We shouldn’t gossip about others. After all, they are celebrities. Being cautious and keeping the door closed is nothing odd. It might not be as filthy as you think."

The sound of footsteps faded away, and Bai Wei could no longer hear what was said behind her.

As soon as she had heard the footsteps, she instinctively pushed Luo Qinghe away. Now, Luo Qinghe stood less than a meter from Bai Wei, looking at her with a woeful expression, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

Bai Wei only glanced at him briefly before hastily covering her eyes and screaming in shock, "Ah, put on your clothes quickly."

"What’s there to be shy about?" Luo Qinghe looked down at himself, noticing he was down to just his underwear. He obediently began to put on a sweatshirt while teasing relentlessly, "Xiaowei, you might not like the sight now, but once we’re married and you see it every day, you’ll definitely get used to it."

Bai Wei was in no mood for banter with Luo Qinghe. Her clothes had long been stripped away by him, and now she quickly grabbed at the patient clothes on the floor, no longer caring about propriety, and dashed toward the restroom.

It wasn’t long before the sound of running water came from the restroom. Bai Wei was taking a shower.

Luo Qinghe couldn’t help but laugh. He went through Bai Wei’s wardrobe and picked out a set of clothes he deemed passable, then waited at the restroom door. When the sound of water stopped, he knocked on the door, "Don’t wear that set. I’ve picked out one for you."

The blush on Bai Wei’s face hadn’t receded, and now it grew even brighter. However, her heart warmed even more, both for Luo Qinghe’s attentiveness and his intentions.

A few minutes later, Bai Wei finally came out of the restroom. Droplets of water dripped from the tips of her short hair, her lovely face blushing beneath fair skin, eyes brimming with deep affection. What was most seductive was her cherry lips - they were reddened and slightly swollen, a masterpiece of Luo Qinghe’s making, even without lipstick.

Bai Wei sat in a flurry of modesty, her face red as she dared not meet Luo Qinghe’s gaze. Although it was already autumn, she felt extraordinarily hot inside her ward, as if she were inside a steaming basket.

She hurried to open the window, letting the breeze in. Feeling much more comfortable, her heart finally calmed down.

Bai Wei sneaked a glance at Luo Qinghe, who was also looking at her. In the instant their eyes met, it was as if sparks flew between them.

Luo Qinghe was dressed casually today: a black printed sweatshirt on top and silver sports pants below. The striking color combination alone was eye-catching, and with his medium-length hair and strikingly handsome face, even with a hint of stubble, he had a bright, youthful charm.

She could distinctly hear her heart pounding. She turned her gaze away as if she’d been electrocuted.

Yet Luo Qinghe laughed and stepped closer to Bai Wei. As he got near, he wrapped his arms around her in an embrace, "Why won’t you look at me?"

"No reason. I... I just lost interest after seeing it so much," Bai Wei stammered nervously. The fierce autumn wind blew in, but it could not cool the heat from her body.

Luo Qinghe lifted her chin with his finger, forcing her to look at him. "Do you realize my health will suffer if this continues?"

Bai Wei looked at Luo Qinghe, bewildered, truly not understanding the meaning of his words.

"Don’t understand?" Luo Qinghe smiled, hugged her tighter, and whispered something in her ear.

The blush began at Bai Wei’s earlobes and rapidly spread, sweeping over her until both her face and neck were flushed.

Bai Wei, who knows where she got the strength, pushed Luo Qinghe away, "My mom told me that I shouldn’t get pregnant before marriage. Until we’re married, don’t even think about it!"

Luo Qinghe’s face fell immediately, and he bit Bai Wei’s lip in retaliation.

Bai Wei pushed him away and hurried to sit by the coffee table, brightly smiling as she opened the fried chicken, "I’m so hungry. Let’s eat the fried chicken."

"I’ve got to marry you as soon as possible." Luo Qinghe muttered through clenched teeth.

...

After He Xing dropped Xia Ning off, Fu Han, Bai Qian, and Fu Xingbo were eating fried chicken and barbecue, filling the entire ward with their aroma.

He frowned slightly, "Xiaohan, the doctor said you need to eat lighter foods right now. You should eat less of this kind of stuff."

Fu Han was about to bite into a mouth-watering piece of fried chicken. Upon hearing this, she reluctantly frowned, "I’m not eating this as my main meal three times a day."

As soon as the words left his mouth, He Xing realized he shouldn’t have said them. Fu Han was surely still angry with him, and here he was, nagging as soon as he arrived. Anyone would find it annoying.

He immediately put on a smile, "Alright, I understand. A little bit should be fine."

Fu Han had no intention whatsoever of replying to him. After hearing his words, she simply lowered her head and continued eating her fried chicken, treating He Xing as if he were invisible.

Bai Qian felt a little sorry for her own nephew and beckoned He Xing over, "Come and join us. It wasn’t Xiaohan who wanted this; Bai Wei asked Luo Qinghe to buy it. He bought too much, so we thought it would be a waste not to eat it, and called Xiaohan to have some."

He Xing pretended not to notice the loophole in her statement and immediately laughed, "I see. Xiaohan, my apologies for misunderstanding you."

With a single statement, Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian exchanged knowing glances, much like elders who see their painstakingly raised pig finally learning to root for cabbage.

"Hmph!" Fu Han snorted, her face showing a hint of a blush, but her eyes were full of anger, "Is that the only thing you misunderstood about me?"

"Of course not." He Xing was thin-skinned after all. He looked around; both Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian were present, making it hard for him to say anything too submissive. But he feared missing this opportunity to explain, so he hurriedly added, "Xiaohan, I don’t think you were wrong to hit Xia Ning, honestly. I think she deserved it."

Fu Han finally turned her gaze back to He Xing. Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to confirm the truth in He Xing’s words. He Xing didn’t avert his gaze, staring back intently, as if to prove his innocence.