Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The doctor didnât know what to say. How could that be his fault? He had been a doctor for tens of years, but what happened just now was new to him.
However, facing the rich and powerful Nian Junting, the doctor had no choice but to apologize. âMy apologies, Mr. Nian, I didnât explain well enough.â
âEm, you can leave now. Iâll call you if we need you,â Nian Junting responded blandly, while pointing his chin at the door.
After the doctor left, Luosang picked up the pillow to hit Nian Junting angrily and shyly. Nian Junting abruptly turned back, frowned, and started complaining, âYou know you had a concussion, but you still risked your health to seduce me. Now what? You blacked out. Youâre not allowed to do that again.â
Luosang blushed with anger. She put down the pillow, because hitting him with a pillow wasnât enough to channel her anger. She wanted to hit him with a brick. How could he blame her when he was to be blamed, and make his words sound so reasonable?
âWould I have blacked out if you didnât kiss me so violently? You wouldnât even give me a chance to breathe!â she said.
âHow could that be violent? You lured me into that deep kiss.â Nian Junting glanced at her gently and helplessly, then said, âYou had a fiance, but your kissing skills are so lame. It seems that Yi Jingxi is really incapable. Youâve never French kissed with him, have you? Or why donât you know how to breathe in a kiss?â
âIâm done talking. Donât talk to me, or Iâll never kiss you again.â Luosang was so angry that she turned away and refused to continue the conversation.
If she kept talking with him, she would definitely black out again because of anger.
âIâm just saying that. How can you get mad so easily? Youâre not a child,â Nian Junting said while cleaning the table for her. âNever mind. Iâm older than you, so Iâll tolerate you.â
Luosang was speechless.
Tolerate what? I donât want your tolerance.
She closed her eyes, hearing Nian Junting pacing in the ward. When the footsteps finally stopped, she heard some other noises from the bedside.
Luosang pretended to be asleep for five minutes, then turned to find that Nian Junting was peeling a kiwi with his hands, head lowered.
He peeled so unskillfully that quite some pulp was peeled off.
When he finished peeling, the small kiwi had become fragmentary. He stared at it for a short while, then abruptly lowered his head and ate it.
Luosang was speechless again.
After finishing the kiwi, Nian Junting took another one and started peeling it.
âIâm a patient. Shouldnât you peel one for me?â Luosang felt lucky because she didnât have a heart disease, because if she did, she would have died a hundred times because of how angry Nian Junting made her.
âI wanted to give you a pretty one. The ones I peeled earlier were all too ugly, and there was not much pulp left.â Nian Junting knitted his beautiful eyebrows together and said, âLu Kang is really not good at selecting fruits. These kiwis are too small and too soft.â
Itâs because you donât know how to peel them. Whyâre you blaming Lu Kang?
Sighing silently, Luosang said, âIn that case, I donât think Iâll be able to eat any kiwi, even after youâve peeled the whole bagful of them.â
âSince you donât mind, Iâll give you this peeled one,â Nian Junting nodded and handed her the peeled kiwi.
Lousang looked at the awfully peeled kiwi, then silently ate it.
âIâll call the nurse to wheel you to get a CT scanning. Itâs about time.â Nian Junting stood up and called the nurse.
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At eleven oâclock at night, Luosang washed herself and lied back into the bed.
Soon later, her whole body started to feel hot. It made her so uncomfortable that she couldnât even lift her eyelids.