Zhuang Shuqing curled her lips upon hearing that.
He could have exposed just a little bit of skin, yet he insisted on taking off his clothes; he could have gone to a hospital, but he insisted on coming to her.
If she didn’t know that there was absolutely no such relationship between them, she might have suspected that he was pursuing her.
When she saw the wound on his abdomen, her eyebrows twitched slightly.
How long had that wound been there and he had just let it be, in such hot weather, any random infection could take his life. Does he even realize the severity of the situation?!
If Leng Yixing were here, he would definitely tell Zhuang Shuqing: actually, he knew it all along, but what can he do if he just doesn’t like hospitals?
Zhuang Shuqing carefully cleaned his wound, her movements in succession were both gentle and light.
After ten minutes, Zhuang Shuqing stood up to tidy the medical kit, speaking to the man on the sofa who hadn’t yet been willing to open his eyes, "Hey, you can leave now."
Lu Jinyang opened his eyes and looked at his abdomen, only to see that the bloody wound had been cleaned around it as well.
Before leaving, he said to Zhuang Shuqing, "Come back early tomorrow to change the dressing."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shuqing’s temper flared. She put down the medical kit and went to the door to block his path, "Mr. Lu, don’t push your luck! Had I known it was you, I wouldn’t have saved you!"
Lu Jinyang stopped, his gaze lingering on Zhuang Shuqing for quite some time, and then he slowly parted his lips, "As compensation, I can fulfill one request for you."
Zhuang Shuqing’s lips pursed. She really couldn’t think of any compelling reason that such a man would have to pester her about changing his dressing. Thinking so, she asked.
"Hospitals have more professionals. You should go to a hospital."
Upon hearing the word "hospital," Lu Jinyang’s eyes grew cold, "That’s none of your concern." With that said, he reached out to open the door, but before he could touch the doorknob, Zhuang Shuqing slammed it shut hard.
His brows furrowed tightly as he lowered his head to look at her.
"If you do this again next time, I might report you for harassment."
At her words, Lu Jinyang’s interest was piqued instantly. With his arms crossed in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Sure, it’s a good opportunity for me to tell them that you’re my woman."
Zhuang Shuqing was unsettled, "Mr. Lu, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t just say anything you like. If you have no shame, I still need to preserve mine."
"So, you’re not planning to take responsibility?"
She felt like she was choking, not knowing whether to refute or to comply. It seemed that every time she encountered him, just a couple of words could infuriate her to death.
"Didn’t I already pay the service fee?"
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A silent smirk crossed Lu Jinyang’s lips. A couple of Mao’s banknotes could buy his first night; if word got out, there would be a line from the northernmost to the southernmost end of the Empire.
"I didn’t take it," he said in a deep voice.
"I gave it to you anyway."
"Since you’ve given it, for me to say I didn’t receive it would seem a bit too much~" As he spoke, he placed one hand on the buttons of his shirt, "Then let’s confirm this so-called crime."
His slender fingers were distinct, even more beautiful than a woman’s hand. Watching them, she diverted her gaze and said sternly, "If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police."
A touch of mischief flashed in Lu Jinyang’s deep eyes, "If I remember correctly, you were the one who closed the door and wouldn’t let me leave just now."
Zhuang Shuqing: "..." Without a word, she walked to the door, opened it, and then fixed her gaze on him determinedly.
Seeing this, Lu Jinyang no longer teased her. As the door was about to close, he said, "You help me change the dressing until the wound heals, and I’ll help you with one thing unconditionally."