Wei Yumeng felt Zhan Mohan's hot gaze fixed on her, making her too embarrassed to look up.
Zhan Mohan, however, slightly lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Wei Yumeng found herself feeling a little flustered, as if her every reaction was being dictated by Zhan Mohan's every move.
"Right… right…" Wei Yumeng's voice was flustered, and she deliberately created distance between herself and Zhan Mohan, eager to change the subject. "If it weren't for Grandpa this time, your situation might not have been so good."
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan indeed frowned and sighed softly. "I originally didn't want to alarm Grandpa about this, but I never expected that he would end up encountering such a thing."
"Then after you're discharged, shall we check on him more often?" Wei Yumeng suggested.
Zhan Mohan nodded. "That's natural. Besides that, I will contact my elder brother to have Grandpa undergo a check-up to see if this incident has affected his health."
"Yes, that's necessary," Wei Yumeng agreed.
But with this topic concluded, the atmosphere immediately became ambiguous again.
Zhan Mohan was well aware that Wei Yumeng had merely been trying to change the subject, but it seemed her plan had not succeeded.
Wei Yumeng felt her heart beating faster with such close proximity. They were already a married couple, so why was she still experiencing such a flutter of excitement?
Zhan Mohan chuckled lightly, which made Wei Yumeng's cheeks burn even hotter.
Zhan Mohan moved his hand to Wei Yumeng's waist and pulled her closer again. Almost instinctively, Wei Yumeng pushed him away.
However, after pushing him away, Wei Yumeng felt a bit awkward. It was nothing for a married couple to embrace.
"Uh… I'm just a little hot," Wei Yumeng offered a casual excuse.
This made Zhan Mohan chuckle again. "But I feel cold. Holding you is warm and comfortable."
Wei Yumeng looked at Zhan Mohan incredulously. "You're lying to me…"
But Zhan Mohan looked at her with an innocent expression and pulled Wei Yumeng into his arms again. "I'm not. I'm really cold."
As he spoke, he even took Wei Yumeng's hand and placed it on his forehead.
Wei Yumeng then remembered that Zhan Mohan was still running a fever, and perhaps his perception of external temperature was indeed skewed.
Sensing that Wei Yumeng wasn't pushing him away this time, Zhan Mohan whispered in her ear, "Do you know that when I was unconscious, during surgery, and even when I was asleep, I dreamt of you."
Hearing Zhan Mohan's words, Wei Yumeng couldn't help but recall that ever since the Black Street incident, Zhan Mohan hadn't been well, and had even come close to being lost forever.
Sadness welled up in Wei Yumeng's heart again. The pain Zhan Mohan had endured seemed to be imprinted on her.
"Why are you unhappy again?" Zhan Mohan looked at Wei Yumeng with concern, pulling her hand to his chest. "I'm fine now. All those happy and unhappy things are in the past. We will have a new beginning."
Wei Yumeng nodded. "I know, but whenever I think about it, I can't help but feel sad."
Zhan Mohan gently kissed her between the brows. "I'm sorry."
This kiss once again made Wei Yumeng feel Zhan Mohan's intense heat.
"Mohan, perhaps I should call the doctor for you. Your temperature is really high…" Wei Yumeng was full of worry.
But Zhan Mohan was unconcerned. "Is it high? That's because I miss you, which is why I'm so hot."
Wei Yumeng finally understood why Zhan Mohan felt so unusual today. It was probably the high fever that was making him say things that were completely unlike him.
She sighed and reached out to touch Zhan Mohan's face.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Mohan closed his eyes in comfort. "Yumeng, your fingers are so cool and comfortable."
As he spoke, he moved even closer to Wei Yumeng, his hands becoming somewhat restless.
Thinking that they were still in a hospital room and concerned about Zhan Mohan's health, Wei Yumeng immediately stopped his advances.
"Mohan, don't move around. You have a fever right now, you should rest well and sleep. You'll get better."
But Zhan Mohan stubbornly held her, even nuzzling his head into the hollow of Wei Yumeng's neck like a child.
"I don't want to sleep. I don't want to sleep," Zhan Mohan said, planting a kiss on Wei Yumeng's neck. "Will you stay with me a little longer, Yumeng…"
Without waiting for Wei Yumeng's reaction, Zhan Mohan passionately kissed her lips.
At first, Wei Yumeng struggled, but before long, she succumbed to Zhan Mohan's tender embrace.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming intimate and Zhan Mohan was about to proceed further, the sound of footsteps from outside the door suddenly broke the spell.
This jolted Wei Yumeng, and she immediately snapped back from the amorous mood.
"What is it?" Zhan Mohan's tone was tinged with displeasure.
Wei Yumeng's face turned red. "The doctor is here."
"So what?" Zhan Mohan said, leaning closer again.
Wei Yumeng quickly put her hand to his chest. "What if the doctor walks in and sees us like this…"
Even if the doctor didn't know what they were doing, seeing her in Zhan Mohan's bed would lead to some assumptions.
But Zhan Mohan embraced her tightly again and chuckled lightly. "Then I'll tell the doctor that I was afraid to stay here alone, so I had you keep me company."
Outside the hospital room door…
Vinson looked helplessly at the people by the door, their expressions seeming somewhat awkward.
"It seems we've come at the wrong time," Vinson shrugged.
Zhan Yang gave an embarrassed smile. "Let's go, Yutong. Shall we come back in a while?"
Elder Master Zhan, however, had a jovial expression. "We should really record what Mohan said on our phones and play it back to him later to see his reaction. I've watched him grow up, and I've never seen him like this today."
Immediately, everyone else looked at Elder Master Zhan with a gaze that said, "He's a real grandfather."
However, they were all rather eager to see that scene in the future.
"Alright, alright, let's all disperse," Elder Master Zhan said, leading the way with a cheerful demeanor.
Chen Yutong looked at Shen Xiangxue. "Then we'll be going too."
Shen Xiangxue nodded and watched the two leave.
Eventually, only Vinson and Shen Xiangxue remained.
Vinson looked at Shen Xiangxue's forced smile and could only sigh helplessly.
"Shen girl, try to think positively."
Shen Xiangxue remained silent. Although she had long accepted that Zhan Mohan and Wei Yumeng were married, this was the first time she had witnessed them being so intimate.
Her heart still ached, almost suffocating her.