The sunlight hit her white sweater and danced on her soft hair, making her look extremely gentle.
Gu Chen walked over and held the things that Ji Pianran had packed in her hands.
He said gently to her, 'Daughter-in-law, let's go home!'
Ji Pianran nodded, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
'Yes, let's go home!'
Finally, they could go home, so that Gu Chen didn't have to keep running back and forth.
That was good.
After a brief farewell to everyone in the ward, the two of them went downstairs, got into the van, and set off in the direction of their home.
Ji Pianran walked behind Gu Chen the whole way, clenching her hands, which were a little damp from the fever.
She looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly at just after nine, but it wasn't blinding. The freshness of the morning still lingered in the air.
It didn't feel like it was very hot.
But she was hot.
Even her nose was starting to sweat. She fanned herself with her hand to try to cool down.
Gu Chen put the things in the back of the van.
Then he helped Ji Bianran open the car door. When he saw his daughter-in-law get in, he followed suit, turned the car around, and set off in the direction of home.
Ji Bianran looked out the window at the trees flashing past, and for some reason, she thought of Director Jin's words: Gu Chen has really gone all out.
She blinked, looked at his face, and stammered,
'You spent quite a lot of money on that ginseng, didn't you.'
Although Gu Chen always told herself not to waste money, that was a hundred-year-old ginseng, and she really felt bad about it.
She had only had a minor illness.
Gu Chen had been up early and late running to the hospital, and she had been busy going through all the formalities herself.
Worried that she wasn't eating well, she had cooked for herself in different ways.
And now, she was stewing ginseng for herself.
It really was a waste of money.
Thinking about how much money she had spent on her hospital stay, Ji Pianran couldn't help feeling distressed.
Gu Chen naturally knew what his daughter-in-law was thinking.
He gave her a loving look, then reached out and stroked the top of her head. His movements were gentle, as if he were stroking some kind of small animal.
His palm was as warm and rough as always.
Ji Pianran's eyelids twitched, and she looked at him nervously.
'Pay attention when you're driving!'
This is a car with four wheels!
It's not a two-wheeled bicycle.
Gu Chen is also too careless.
What if something happens?
She was already hot, and she was startled by Gu Chen. Her delicate, fair face looked slightly flushed, her eyes were watery, and she looked beautiful.
Gu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and for no reason he wanted to tease her.
He was an old driver, and in his previous life he had driven a lot of trucks, let alone this van.
It's the year 2000, there aren't many cars, and for Gu Chen, it's very safe.
He put his hand in front of Ji Pianran, pouting his lips, his eyes were extremely innocent.
'Daughter-in-law, my hands are cold, let me warm them up.'
Ji Pianran: '!!!'
It's such a hot day, and his hands are cold???
Because of the surprise, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and her delicate face was full of disbelief.
Ji Pianran subconsciously glanced out the window.
'Cold?'
Gu Chen nodded seriously, 'Yes, my hands are cold, I can't drive without warming them up.'
He really was cold. He had only worn a T-shirt inside and a thin black jacket outside when he left the house today.
To be honest, he had worked a lot yesterday, and his clothes smelled of sweat. There was no washing machine at home, and he also had to bring along his daughter.
He had originally planned to wake up to do the laundry when the baby fell asleep, but who knew that putting the baby to bed would put him to sleep as well.
So he
well, not lazy, just no time. How could he be lazy? It doesn't exist.
Ji Pianran looked at him doubtfully, puzzled by his serious expression. Although Gu Chen was wearing a T-shirt, he had a jacket on top, so it wasn't exactly warm, but it couldn't be that cold.
Seeing that she was not moving, Gu Chen frowned, looking at Ji Pianran helplessly. 'Daughter-in-law, why don't we turn on the heater? It's really cold, but I'm afraid you'll get hot.'
Her face was red, and there was a layer of misty moisture on her forehead, which meant that she was clearly hot.
But Gu Chen was really cold.
It was only just after nine in the afternoon, and it was only about ten degrees Celsius.
Ji Pianran was wearing a sweater and had drunk a lot of ginseng soup, so she was really hot.
But she hadn't drunk any.
He had given some to Tang Tang and had saved the rest for Ji Pianran.
Without the blessing of the hundred-year ginseng, of course he was cold.
Although he was trying to get close to her by warming her hands, they were cold for real!
He may have a system, but it doesn't give him a strong physique or make the weather always spring-like.
Oh well, it's just cold, just cold!
Seeing Gu Chen's serious and aggrieved expression, Ji Pianran's heart softened instantly.
He immediately extended two slender, white and long hands and wrapped Gu Chen's hands in the middle.
Gu Chen's palms were not cold, but they were a little cool.
Feeling the warmth of his hands, Ji Pianran blinked, and her eyes, which could speak from birth, looked even more confused.
He was really cold, but why was she hot?
What was going on?
She couldn't figure it out, and muttered to herself, 'Why is this happening?'
Seeing Ji Pianran with her head down, muttering to herself, Gu Chen couldn't help but laugh.
His wife was really cute!
'Are you feeling hot?' Gu Chen suppressed a smile.
Ji Bianran nodded, her eyes serious, "Yes, I feel really hot today, but it's only March, so it shouldn't be this hot.'
She really didn't understand.
Gu Chen looked at her daughter-in-law's dumbfounded expression and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, "That's because you drank the ginseng and black chicken soup.'
The ginseng she used was from Lingtian, so it was twice as effective.
It may have been a bit too nourishing, which is why Ji Pianran is so hot.
But it's not a big deal.
Upon hearing this, Ji Pianran didn't say anything, but just covered Gu Chen's hand and tightened it momentarily.
She blinked, her long eyelashes trembling, and her expression became a bit serious.
Gu Chen actually brought it to her without even drinking a sip himself.
He really is good to her.
It's all my fault. The black-bone chicken soup was really delicious, and I thought Gu Chen had already drunk it at home, so I finished it without thinking. If I had known, I would have saved some for Gu Chen.
I'm a grown man, but I'm still so greedy.
Gu Chen is so good to me, but I didn't think to save him some.
The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt.
Compared to Ji Pianran, Gu Chen next to her was in a great mood.
His wife's hands are really soft and supple. To use a literary term, they are like skin as white as condensed milk, with a delicate feel like lamb's fat jade.
Gu Chen held Ji Bianran's hand, rubbing her thumb lightly against her hand.
Ji Pianran's head was completely taken up by her guilt at the moment, and she didn't notice at all that the actions of the two people's hands had completely changed.
What started as simply covering their hands had turned into interlocking fingers.
The most ridiculous thing was that her other hand had also cooperated by placing itself on top of Gu Chen's hand, still wrapping his hand in it.
The action looked like she was hugging something precious, a bit like praying.