The remaining nervousness that she felt slowly dissipated as well, as she looked at the deep, glowing eyes that were filled with love.
She slowly relaxed and asked Zhan Lichuan, âYou still havenât told me why you were on my bed?â
Although she had already decided to stay in the Zhan family for another five years because of the shares that he had given her, she was only willing to stay married to him if they each had separate rooms. After all, she was just attracted to his looks and not his body.
As she thought about it, Jing Qian subconsciously turned toward the manâs body as he was now undressed.
Then, she wanted to look up, but it was as if her eyes were stuck onto something and she wasnât able to lift them up.
Therefore, she took another good look at it before looking away calmly.
When Zhan Lichuan saw the series of reactions that this girl had, he couldnât help but secretly smile. As soon as she looked up, he got rid of the smile and replied sincerely, âYou were the one who put me here.â
âI know that I was the one who carried you here. You were the one who was carrying me at first, but you tore your wound, and I was suturing it like how the doctors did.â
Like how they did?
As he thought of the professional suturing set that she had, Zhan Lichuan said towards Jing Qian, âYouâre right. Your skills are excellent.â
Jing Qian wet her dry lips, and when she noticed that he hadnât forced himself onto her, she didnât mind being in the same room with this beautiful man.
âBut I was drunk and I donât remember falling asleep. You should have returned to your room and slept in your bed as soon as I was done with the sutures.â
Zhan Lichuan bit onto his lips, and he looked hurt.
âIâm sorry. Iâ¦â
When she thought that he was going to explain himself, Zhan Lichuan said something else. âIâll head back nowâ¦â
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Instead, he pulled away the blankets clumsily with his hands.
As soon as it was pulled away, not only did he end up removing his part of the blanket, he also removed the part that was covering Jing Qian, and a drift of cold wind entered.
Jing Qian didnât like being in a room with no ventilation, which is why even if it was freezing outside, she would still be sleeping with the windows open.
Although it was already spring, the breezy wind in the morning during spring was still pretty cold.
She looked at Zhan Lichuan who was trying to get out of bed.
However, he only got up for a bit, but because of his back, he fell back onto the bed.
Luckily, Jing Qian was quick and supported him. Otherwise, the fall would have caused his wound to open again.
Zhan Lichuan was still trying to get up with his weak body and Jing Qian stopped him. âDonât move! Donât!â
After getting the instructions from his wife, Zhan Lichuan, who was still trying to get up, immediately paused. He looked at his wife who was now lying under him and waited for another instruction. His face was showing her that he would do whatever she wanted even if it meant taking away his life.
Jing Qian scratched her head.
âI forgot that I havenât given you a massage after suturing your wound last night. How are you feeling now? Is it still very painful?â
Zhan Lichuan smiled and said, âNo. It doesnât hurt at all. Donât worry.â
It doesnât hurt?
Seeing how there were already dark circles underneath his eyes, Jing Qian knew that he must have been in so much pain that he couldnât even sleep properly last night.
She took his hand and lifted it.
Jing Qian remembered from last night that she wanted to straighten his fingers that were crooked because of the neuropathic pain that Zhan Lichuan was suffering from.
She picked up his hand and placed it on her palm before taking a good look at his fingers.
They were straight now, but there were still a few parts that looked crooked. It was still a little odd. It might look normal after straightening it by force, but it would still affect him.
âYou straightened it on your own?â