Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

He Zhiyao gently pushed open the door and immediately saw Gu Mozhi lying on the bed.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, his brows were furrowed, his cheeks were flushed, and his breathing was somewhat rapid.

Butler Liu stood quietly by the bed, his expression tense and anxious. Seeing He Zhiyao enter, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm leaving the young master in your care. The medicine is on the table, and there's a basin of boiling water next to it; the water's quite hot." Butler Liu whispered his instructions before quietly leaving the room.

Butler Liu wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and remarked, "Young Master really has Xiao He completely under his thumb."

Looking at the fragile man in front of her, He Zhiyao felt no pity, but rather a surge of excitement.

He Zhiyao! He Zhiyao! You're not human!

She slowly walked to the bedside and reached out to hold Gu Mozhi's hand.

Gu Mozhi suddenly flung Zhang Hezhiyao's hand away forcefully, his voice low and hoarse: "Get out..."

"Gu Mozhi." He Zhiyao called his name softly. She wasn't angry; she had more than one or two patients who were more difficult to deal with than him in her memory.

Upon hearing her voice, Gu Mozhi suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused and confused. He gripped He Zhiyao's hand tightly, as if seeking some kind of support.

"It hurts..." he groaned, his voice filled with pain and helplessness.

"Does your head hurt? It won't hurt after you take the medicine." He Zhiyao gently comforted him, and tried to move the medicine that was placed far away to the bedside table.

But Gu Mozhi held her hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Sweetie, let go, I'll go get the medicine! You'll feel better after you take the medicine." He Zhiyao coaxed softly, but Gu Mozhi seemed not to listen at all and stubbornly refused to let go.

He Zhiyao forcefully pried his hands off, then turned around to get the medicine.

When she returned, she found that Gu Mozhi had already sat up and was getting out of bed.

She stared at him for a while, and then Gu Mozhi stopped moving.

She quickly put the medicine aside, tucked the pillow behind him so he could lean against it and half-lie down. Then she carefully prepared each medicine and handed them to Gu Mozhi along with a glass of water.

Perhaps because he saw that He Zhiyao had no intention of leaving, Gu Mozhi obediently took the medicine and swallowed it without hesitation.

He Zhiyao took the water glass from his hand and put it aside. Then she took a towel from the hot water, wrung it out until it was half dry, and gently placed it on Gu Mozhi's forehead.

My phone vibrated quietly; He Ze had sent me a message.

Z: I'm going to cook. When are you coming back?

She did this repeatedly until the water temperature returned to normal.

Time passed slowly. He Zhiyao picked up the thermometer gun, first measured Gu Mozhi's temperature behind his ear, then measured his forehead, and finally breathed a sigh of relief—his fever had subsided a bit.

"Stop staring at me, go to sleep for a while!" Faced with Gu Mozhi staring at her, He Zhiyao felt a little helpless and didn't understand why he kept staring at her. She took the towel off his forehead, gesturing for him to lie down and rest.

Throughout the entire process, Gu Mozhi was very obedient to He Zhiyao's manipulations, which was surprisingly well-behaved.

"Darling~", Gu Mozhi was already delirious from the high fever and his consciousness was unclear. Now that the medicine was taking effect, he was even more unable to resist the drowsiness. He became drowsy and completely lost control of his body and speech. He didn't even know what he was saying.

He Zhiyao gently pressed her lips to Gu Mozhi's forehead, feeling the temperature from his forehead gradually decrease. After seeing his brows slowly relax and he finally fall asleep peacefully, she got up with peace of mind to leave the room.

She planned to go downstairs and tell Butler Liu so as not to worry the old man any further.

"How is the young master?" Butler Liu asked as soon as He Zhiyao's people appeared.

"Uncle Liu, Young Master Gu's temperature has almost returned to normal," He Zhiyao said to Butler Liu downstairs from the stairwell.

"That's good!" Butler Liu's eyes showed less worry.

He Zhiyao's gaze unconsciously drifted to the window; night had quietly fallen. "It's late, I'm going home now!"

"Xiao He, why don't you stay here tonight? What if the young master gets a fever again in the middle of the night?"

Butler Liu tried to persuade He Zhiyao to stay, his face showing deep worry. He was concerned that if He Zhiyao left, Gu Mozhi would feel very disappointed if he woke up in the middle of the night and found no one beside him.

"It's okay, I'll take his temperature again later. If it's confirmed that it's returned to normal, I'll go home," He Zhiyao replied with a smile.

She knew that Gu Mozhi was a self-disciplined person who exercised regularly. Such a person must have a very good physique and rarely experience recurrent fever after the fever subsides.

Butler Liu nodded, not wanting to offend anyone, and said nothing more.

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He Zhiyao returned to Gu Mozhi's room and took his temperature again with a thermometer.

Seeing the normal temperature on the thermometer, He Zhiyao felt relieved and could leave.

I had just put the thermometer down when my phone rang.

The moment her phone rang, He Zhiyao answered it swiftly and deftly.

She glanced at Gu Mozhi, who was still undisturbed, and put the phone to her ear. Before she could speak, He Ze's voice came from the other end of the line: "Sis, when are you coming home for dinner!"

"I'll be right back!" He Zhiyao replied softly as she left, holding her phone in one hand and covering her mouth with the other.

Gu Mozhi was startled awake the moment the phone rang. He opened his eyes the instant He Zhiyao turned around and heard her say she was leaving. He quickly got up and hugged He Zhiyao, who was opening the door. He didn't seem like a sick person at all.

"Don't go..."

He heard his sister's voice coming from the phone: "Sis, do you have a man?"

Although Gu Mozhi's head was no longer dizzy, he still felt unwell.

"Don't talk nonsense, patient! Okay, I'm not going back for dinner, you eat by yourself!" He Zhiyao said and hung up the phone.

He Ze: Do you think I believe you?

"I'm not leaving. Let go of me first. You're not better yet! Go get some more sleep." He Zhiyao comforted Gu Mozhi.

She was also afraid that she might lose control of her restless heart and do something that Gu Mozhi would regret.

She always tried her best to position herself and Gu Mozhi in the role of nurses towards patients.

"I don't..."

He Zhiyao told herself that patients have the right to be willful, especially a beauty like Xi Shi.

"If you behave well, you'll get a reward," He Zhiyao tempted.

Gu Mozhi then looked up, somewhat pleased, and asked, "What reward? A kiss?"

Before He Zhiyao could answer, he took her hand, lay down on the bed with a docile expression, his eyes shining, and pointed to his mouth with his other finger, saying, "Kiss here."

He Zhiyao had already restrained herself from touching Gu Mozhi, but this guy foolishly offered it to her, and she would really be doing herself a disservice if she didn't eat it.