"You!"

Angered by him, he had no choice but to give him a hard stare, pretending not to hear anything, and preparing himself to kick him down if he really dared to climb up!

By the time he went to bed at night, he really climbed into bed, and only when he lifted the quilt, Zoey kicked him over.

He was prepared for this and reached out and accurately grabbed her foot, "You're so cruel, if you get kicked in the face, you'll lose your happiness for the rest of your life."

"I won't find anyone else!" She glared at him fiercely and moved her legs as hard as she could, "Get the hell off me."

With a death grip, he said, "I've locked the door."

"You, what business is it of mine if you lock the door!" Her face couldn't help but blush, and then she felt his hand slowly stroking upwards, his movements were light and soft, very slightly moving, but it favored her to feel a feeling of over-electricity spreading all over her body.

It's so fluffy, and the feeling is just not good.

She bit her lower lip, trying not to whimper, and said, "What do you, what do you want ..."

"What do I want? Didn't you already know before?" He smiled, looking at her with a sparkling gaze that she could see clearly even in the dark, "No one should bother us now."

She opened her mouth, a little to counter his words, but all that came out was a whimper.

It didn't take long for her to collapse under the weight of his familiar movements, unable to organize an effective resistance.

But just as he was about to get it, he suddenly stopped.

She opened her eyes and looked at him feebly, "You, what's wrong with you?"

He drew back his hand and suddenly hugged her hard, saying in a deep voice, "No, you're still too weak to do it!"

This was said through gritted teeth, showing how eager his heart was, but even so, he didn't dare to continue.

Bruno's words to him echoed anew in his ears, "Even though she's fine, she still can't have too many mood swings or something not so good might happen."

Just for that one sentence, he couldn't dare to go on any longer.

Zoey's mood was really indescribably depressed, expectant and disappointed, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back and kicked him down.

"Don't yak if you don't want to do it! Get out!"

She was so angry, this feeling of not being able to go up and down was not good at all!

Wyatt knew he was in the wrong, and after sitting on the floor for a while, he rewound himself again, but this time his movements were careful and he didn't move his hands, so it was obvious that he had already made up his mind that he wouldn't go any further.

Zoey thought about it and kicked him again, and only after venting her anger did she feel a little more comfortable.

...

The next day she was taken for another checkup, and the results were pretty much what Dr. Bruno had said; her body was pretty much recovered, but there were still stubborn remnants of the virus that she couldn't get rid of, and she would need more potent medication to step in.

So the new drug in the lab became their hope.

But compared to Ji Huai Zhi's anxiety, Zoey herself didn't feel much, anyway, she now had physical strength, and wouldn't move around and get dizzy like before, the whole person basically wasn't much different from a normal person.

If it wasn't for Ji Huai Zhi and Dr. Bruno's desperate attempts to stop her, she would have wanted to be discharged.

But then again, this is the best hospital in the world, and not only is the equipment inside top-notch and the doctors top-notch, but even the environment is the same.

What a garden, swimming pool all have, proper aristocratic hospital, of course, the price is also very aristocratic, the general public is absolutely can not enter.