Chapter 32 Let's move in with Auntie (1/2)

Lin Han couldn't refuse any longer, "Alright, I'll go back with you for a couple of days, and then move out once the apartments in the family compound are allocated. It shouldn't bother you for too long."

Qin Shuman's eyes flashed; it was up to her to decide when the house would be allocated.

"Okay, okay, shall we go back with Auntie now?"

"Aunt Qin, can I move tomorrow? I need to go to the hospital first to take care of Huo Qizheng who is getting an IV drip. I bought some things yesterday and I need to deliver them to the ladies I know at the guesthouse later. I'll let them know as well."

Since Lin Han has already agreed, Qin Shuman is not in a hurry.

"Okay, I'll have the janitor come over tomorrow to help you move. I'll make you some handmade noodles."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

Qin Shuman then felt relieved and drove away.

Lin Han felt it was so strange; she had only met Qin Shuman yesterday, and she was going to stay at her house tomorrow.

But she's always been good at judging people; Aunt Qin really liked her, otherwise she would never have agreed.

Lin Han went to the hospital. Huo Qizheng's IV drip had already started; there were three bottles in total, and it usually took until noon.

She didn't sit still; she fetched water to wipe Huo Qizheng's body. Perhaps because of the addition of spiritual spring water, several wounds that weren't bandaged had begun to scab over.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Lin Han unwrapped all the gauze from Huo Qizheng's body, and gently moistened it with cotton balls soaked in spiritual spring water, which might help his wounds heal.

Because she was afraid of hurting Huo Qizheng, she moved as gently as possible, her small hands lightly stroking his skin. Only after she finished wiping did she realize...

"Hey, why are your ears so red? Are they congested with blood?"

Lin Han leaned closer to Huo Qizheng's face, lowered her head to check if there were any wounds near his ears, and her warm breath brushed against the man's cheek, causing his brows to twitch almost imperceptibly.

"There's no wound, so it should be alright, right?"

Lin Han scraped some powder from the Rejuvenation Pill in her spatial storage, then took a cotton ball, soaked it in spiritual spring water, dipped it in the powder, and squeezed it into Huo Qizheng's mouth. She squeezed it several times and only stopped when she saw him swallow.

"You must get well soon, the country and the people you protect are waiting for you."

The ward was quiet and there was no response. Lin Han sighed and took the enamel basin to the bathroom to pour out water.

I hadn't gone far from the ward when I saw Zhou Fei walking towards me.

Since Zhou Fei fell and embarrassed herself at the last arts performance, Lin Han hasn't seen her at the hospital.

She probably took a few days off and went home to cry under the covers.

"Comrade Lin, you don't need to take those rumors outside too seriously. Although you and Commander Huo didn't get married because you were in love, I know Commander Huo well. He wouldn't be so heartless as to kick you out as soon as he wakes up."

After all, you've been taking care of him for so long, you've done your part, even if you haven't done anything special. Even if he doesn't have feelings for you, he'll probably let you stay out of politeness.

Lin Han sneered inwardly, "What a top-notch green tea bitch."

Wasn't Zhou Fei trying to sow discord between Huo Qizheng and her by saying those words?

Even if the two of them continued to live peacefully afterward, it was only out of necessity due to considerations of face.

It's like having a thorn stuck in your skin; it doesn't hurt or itch normally, but you can never ignore its presence.

But who is Lin Han? She's a master at spotting manipulative women, so how could she have fallen for her trick?

"Don't worry, Dr. Zhou, Qi Zheng and I won't have a wedding banquet. You must come when the baby is a month old."

"you..."

Is she talking to a brick wall? Why doesn't Lin Han care at all?