Seeing Zhan Qipei struggle so much just to get out of bed, Qiao Jing couldn’t bear to watch.
Thinking about it, the first time she had performed surgery on Zhan Qipei, she had seen everything there was to see, whether it should have been seen or not.
Moreover, she and Zhan Qipei even had a child together, so what was the big deal about helping him to the bathroom now?
With that thought, Qiao Jing stepped forward to support Zhan Qipei and pursed her lips, saying, "Alright, I’ll help you."
"That would be troublesome for you."
Zhan Qipei’s face remained impassive, but he subtly curled the corners of his lips.
He knew that Qiao Jing wouldn’t ignore him when she saw him !
With a sense of resignation, Qiao Jing helped Zhan Qipei into the bathroom.
Once inside, she didn’t let go of his hand, but she closed her eyes.
Seeing her , Zhan Qipei lowered his head to her ear, his breath warm and his voice low and magnetic, "With your eyes closed, how are you going to help me pull down my pants?"
As he spoke, his tone carried a hint of suggestiveness.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing sharply opened her eyes, raised her head, and glared at him, "You hurt your leg, not your hands. It’s just taking off pants; can’t you do it yourself?"
She now seriously suspected that this man was deliberately making a scene!
Zhan Qipei sighed softly, his voice expressing a bit of helplessness, "You know, I lost a lot of blood earlier and my body is still very weak. I really can’t muster any strength, not even in my hands."
He spoke as if he were stating a serious fact, and for a moment, Qiao Jing wasn’t sure whether he was being truthful or not.
She stared at Zhan Qipei, her gaze filled with evident skepticism.
Finding himself the object of such scrutiny by Qiao Jing, Zhan Qipei suddenly felt a bit guilty.
He coughed as a cover-up and pretended to be in a rush, "No, I really can’t hold it any longer!"
"When you operated on me before, it’s not like you haven’t taken them off. Why can’t you now?"
Seeing that Zhan Qipei seemed to be genuinely desperate, coupled with his reasonable point, and since she had already done it before, it didn’t seem to make much difference this time.
With that thought, Qiao Jing bit her lip and started to help Zhan Qipei take off his pants.
However, even though she thought so, the situation now was nothing like during the surgery.
During the surgery, as a doctor, her eyes were only on the injuries.
Even the first time, when she had cleanly shaved Zhan Qipei’s dense forest, she hadn’t reacted at all.
But now, it was a completely different story!
Throughout the process, Qiao Jing’s heart raced non-stop, feeling as if it was about to leap out of her throat.
When she finally managed to pull down Zhan Qipei’s pants, he spoke again, "You need to keep helping me, I can’t lift my arms."
After speaking, he stared unblinkingly at Qiao Jing.
Upon hearing him, Qiao Jing immediately knew what he meant, and her fair cheeks instantly flushed a deep red.
This man... this man actually wanted her to help hold that... that thing!!!
Seeing Qiao Jing’s face red as if it was about to bleed, Zhan Qipei no longer had the heart to tease her.
But to play the part well, he put on a show saying, "Never mind, I’ll do it myself. I’ll just try a bit harder; I should be able to lift my arms."
Upon hearing Zhan Qipei say this, Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
She could handle doing other things, but helping with this kind of task was really something she felt unable to do...
She slightly turned her body, shifting her gaze away from Zhan Qipei.
Zhan Qipei’s lips curled slightly, a smile spreading across his face.
After taking care of everything, Qiao Jing helped Zhan Qipei out of the bathroom and back to his hospital bed.
At that moment, Zhan Qipei’s phone suddenly rang.
He picked it up and saw it was a video call from Zhan Nanqing.
As soon as the video connected, Zhan Nanqing immediately asked, "Brother, have you found Qiao Jing?"
As soon as Zhan Qipei had said a few words, Zhan Nanqing didn’t wait for him to finish, and she continued to inquire, "Then how is Qiao Jing now? Where is she? Nothing’s happened to her, right?"
During the days Qiao Jing was missing, she and everyone at home had been extremely worried, fearing that something had happened to Qiao Jing.
After all, Qiao Jing was pregnant with triplets, and if something had happened, it would have been a tragedy for four lives!
"She’s with me now, right beside me."
After Zhan Qipei replied, Qiao Jing leaned in and appeared on the video screen with him and Zhan Nanqing.
Seeing Qiao Jing, Zhan Nanqing looked a bit excited.
Her gaze examined Qiao Jing, seemingly checking if she had any injuries.
Qiao Jing let out a light laugh, greeted Zhan Nanqing, and then said, "I’m quite good, nothing’s wrong."
Seeing Qiao Jing looked unharmed and hearing her say she was fine, Zhan Nanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiao Jing glanced at Zhan Qipei, who had been completely ignored, pursed her red lips, and said to Zhan Nanqing, "I’m fine, but your brother had a little accident, he’s injured."
"What? My brother is injured?!"
As soon as Zhan Nanqing heard what Qiao Jing had said, her eyes widened in shock and she quickly shifted her gaze to Zhan Qipei’s face.
On seeing this, she noted his face indeed looked pale, and his lips lacked color.
It was also then that Zhan Nanqing noticed the surroundings—the place where her brother and Qiao Jing were, clearly the inside of a hospital room!
"Qiao Jing, how bad is my brother’s injury? Where is he hurt? How did he get hurt? Is it serious?"
Zhan Nanqing asked a series of questions in one breath.
Knowing Qiao Jing is Divine Doctor Jing, instead of asking her brother, it was better to directly inquire Qiao Jing about the injury.
"Your brother was shot in the thigh near the groin. The bullet hit him there. Surgery has already been performed to remove the bullet. Now, he just needs to rest in bed for a while."
Qiao Jing succinctly explained Zhan Qipei’s condition.
The fear and chaos she had felt when she saw Zhan Qipei shot and falling to the ground were still vivid in her mind...
On the screen, Zhan Nanqing’s eyes instantly widened like bells.
A few seconds later, her gaze shifted downward, incredulously looking towards Zhan Qipei, her whole person somewhat flustered, stammering, "It’s over, it’s over, this is really bad..."
Zhan Nanqing mumbled a few words and then turned her gaze toward Qiao Jing’s belly, with a look of relief on her face, saying, "Fortunately, fortunately, it’s not the worst-case scenario, you already have three children, otherwise it would have been a complete end to his lineage."
Hearing Zhan Nanqing say this, Qiao Jing realized there had been a misunderstanding.
She was about to explain when Zhan Qipei, with a darkened face and an annoyed look in his eyes, beat her to it and spoke in a stern voice.
"The injury is on my thigh, not the ’leg’ you’re thinking of!"