Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself (2)

Can't Avoid Me

Seeing that the doctor was silent for a long time, Gu Zheng suddenly took a step forward. "Say something! Tell me what's wrong with Qiao Xi!"

The family doctor was shocked by him. He handed the diagnosis report to him while trembling. "Y-Young Madam is fine. She's just... drunk. Young Madam can't take alcohol. Even a little alcohol can make her drunk."

Drunk?

Gu Zheng blinked and did not come back to his senses for a long while.

Coincidentally, the results of the test on the unknown liquid were also out. It was indeed alcohol.

Gu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief and started looking for the culprit. "Why was there alcohol in Young Madam's room?"

The servants looked at each other. Finally, a young girl came forward and said weakly, "I'm sorry, Young Master. We made a mistake and brought the alcohol to young madam's room by mistake."

This was a mistake caused by the servants. Gu Zheng massaged his glabella and gestured for the butler to handle it. He then walked to the room on the third floor.

After sending the family doctor away, the butler arranged for the servants to quickly boil some hangover soup.

Although it was a false alarm, this incident allowed the butler to clearly see how important Qiao Xi was in Gu Zheng's heart. When he recalled Gu Zheng's panicked expression when he rushed out with Qiao Xi in his arms, the butler sighed. He had just been promoted. He initially thought that the young master and the young madam were staying in separate rooms because they did not get along, but now it seemed that his young master clearly cared about the young madam very much!

Gu Zheng pulled out a chair and sat down, then carefully observed Qiao Xi. It was very rare to see her so quiet. Her eyebrows also revealed a little gentleness. Perhaps it was because she had drunk some alcohol, but her red lips were sparkling and almost translucent-looking like delicious jelly. It made him want to open his mouths and bite on them.

He used his strong self-control to look away from her lips. He then noticed the bruise on Qiao Xi's forehead. It was not a serious bruise and just a small one. She had probably knocked on the edge of the coffee table when she fell down from being drunk. However, Qiao Xi's skin was too fair, so that small bruise seemed very jarring in contrast.

Gu Zheng frowned as he uncapped the bottle of ointment the doctor had left at the bedside table. He poured out a small amount of the milky white ointment. After rubbing it in his palms, he carefully applied it to her forehead and rubbed it gently. That way, the ointment could be better absorbed.

When he was doing this, Gu Zheng felt that something was off with him. When had he ever done such things? Most importantly, Qiao Xi was currently unconscious. She might forget everything he was doing now the next morning!

What a loss!

When he thought about this, Gu Zheng grunted lightly and tapped Qiao Xi with his finger that was covered in ointment. "Stupid woman, do you know who I am? I'm your husband, your legally married husband. Do you remember?"

Qiao Xi was drunk, not unconscious. The instant the cool ointment touched her forehead, she had already started to come back to her senses. However, the aftereffects of the alcohol were still wreaking havoc in her head, making her eyelids so heavy that she could not open them.

When Gu Zheng spoke, she suddenly struggled to open her eyes and grabbed Gu Zheng's large hand that was tapping her forehead.

Gu Zheng was shocked. "Y-You're awake?"

Qiao Xi stared at him without answering.

Gu Zheng looked away guiltily. The next second, he looked back righteously. "What's wrong? Am I wrong? I'm your legally married husband. You can't avoid me!"

At this moment, Gu Zheng was extremely similar to the cat she raised in the countryside when she was young. It was equally arrogant and awkward.

"Meow."

As the alcohol ate away at her rationality, Qiao Xi instinctively raised her hand to hug Gu Zheng's neck and rubbed her face against his face. Gu Zheng's hair was short and stiff. It was not too pleasant to the touch, but Qiao Xi still enjoyed the feeling of it.  

"Meow, meow?"

Gu Zheng gnashed his teeth and pulled Qiao Xi's hand that was caressing his head away. "I treat you as my wife, but you treat me as a cat? Qiao Xi, are you courting death?!"

Qiao Xi grew bold and smacked Gu Zheng's head. "Stupid cat, how can you speak to your owner like this?!"

Gu Zheng: "..."

Damn it, he wanted to kill this woman!

The butler was bringing over the hangover soup when he heard this. Had he overheard something he should not have? Young Master and Young Madam actually liked this sort of game...

"Y-Young Master, the hangover soup..." The butler stood at the door, uncertain if he should enter or not.

Gu Zheng grabbed his hair that had been messed up by Qiao Xi and pretended to casually say to the butler, "Leave it here."

The butler hurriedly replied, put down the hangover soup, and quickly went out. He even considerately closed the bedroom door.

Gu Zheng used the back of his hand to test the temperature of the hangover soup and said angrily to Qiao Xi, "Drink it."

"No."

Qiao Xi pulled a pillow into her embrace and shook her head like a rattle drum. "It's bitter."

Gu Zheng wanted to say that it was not bitter and that the servants had added sugar, but he quickly recalled Qiao Xi's special illness and pursed his thin lips.