Chapter 342: 342 Little Flirtation

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Luo Ziling didn’t know how to respond all of a sudden.

He had indeed been tempted by what Ouyang Feifei said, but hadn’t they just agreed that he would discuss this matter with Ling Ruonan before deciding what to do?

How come this woman was asking him again if he was willing to cooperate?

Seeing Luo Ziling’s conflicted expression, Ouyang Feifei spoke gently again, “If you’re willing to cooperate with me, all you have to do is provide the medicine and prescriptions, and you will own the patents entirely. You can hold a fifty percent share by investing with the medicine formulas and prescriptions, and the patents will still be yours. Regardless of the value of the shares, just the annual dividends alone will allow you to live very comfortably.”

“Stop tempting me, will you?” Luo Ziling looked at Ouyang Feifei with slight annoyance. “Do you know that I hate being tempted the most.” As he spoke, he naturally glanced at the pair of beautiful legs not far away, then at Ouyang Feifei’s face.

To his surprise, he discovered that Ouyang Feifei’s pretty face had turned a blush pink, and she seemed somewhat annoyed as she looked back at him.

“Heh, you misunderstood,” Luo Ziling quickly clarified, “I didn’t mean it that way.”

But as he explained, he couldn’t help but take another glance at those dazzling long legs, feeling even more embarrassed. He decided to discontinue the topic, picked up the teacup in front of him, and began to drink.

Ouyang Feifei was aware of the kind of temptation Luo Ziling had referred to, but she was quite pleased with his occasional glances at her. She liked seeing Luo Ziling lose composure in front of her, proving she was charming.

“Alright then, I won’t talk about it,” Ouyang Feifei said without further annoyance. “When you’ve thought it over, we can discuss it together. If you’re interested in cooperating, I can take personal charge of the matter. I believe that in just a few years, you could create immense wealth, the envy of countless people.”

“Okay, I will definitely consider it seriously,” Luo Ziling promised.

“How’s your recovery?” Ouyang Feifei shifted the topic.

“It’s going very well,” Luo Ziling sincerely expressed his thanks. “I’m very grateful for your concern.”

“May I see your wound?” Ouyang Feifei asked as she stood up, and quickly added another explanation to avoid any misunderstanding, “I want to see how amazing your medical skills and miraculous medicines are. I believe I’ll definitely see something astonishing.”

Noticing Luo Ziling hesitating, Ouyang Feifei added, “If we’re going to work together, I would certainly hope to see your medical skills and the wonder of your medicine.”

Ouyang Feifei was genuinely curious; she wanted to know how well Luo Ziling was recovering.

She knew Luo Liansheng’s medical skills were formidable and his medicines miraculous; she just wanted to know how miraculous they were.

Of course, she was also concerned about Luo Ziling and wanted to see how well he had recovered after being stabbed twice.

Even though Ouyang Feifei had never studied medicine, she knew some common sense: when a person’s skin and muscles are punctured, the wound is gruesome for the first few days, and it takes a lot of time for it to fully recover. Luo Ziling claimed he was already much better, which in Ouyang Feifei’s opinion meant the wound should still look terrible, but from what she could see through his clothes, there seemed to be nothing unusual, so she was very curious.

“Alright,” Luo Ziling said, no longer hesitating after hearing Ouyang Feifei’s words, “I’ll let you take a look then.”

As he spoke, he unfastened two buttons of his shirt, exposing the wound on his chest.

Ouyang Feifei approached him and bent down to check.

Luo Ziling felt a captivating scent waft over him and was momentarily almost intoxicated, deep inhaling reflexively.

“Eh, just this little scar?” Ouyang Feifei exclaimed, surprised to see the wound on Luo Ziling’s shoulder, “Are you sure it was here you were stabbed?”

“Am I going to lie to you?” Luo Ziling rolled his eyes at Ouyang Feifei, who was looking down at his wound, and prepared to adjust his shirt.

“Let me take a closer look,” Ouyang Feifei said, reaching out and grabbing Luo Ziling’s hand that was about to cover up his chest.

Luo Ziling didn’t expect Ouyang Feifei to be so bold as to grab his hand and was taken aback.

Ouyang Feifei’s hands were delicate, fair, and could be described as perfect, even prettier than Yang Qingyin’s.

Such hands had actually seized his, and Luo Ziling felt a surge of excitement in that moment.

And Ouyang Feifei also reacted, the hand holding Luo Ziling’s arm trembled slightly, but she did not let go.

Luo Ziling could see a blush spreading slowly across Ouyang Feifei’s face.

“Alright,” eventually, it was Luo Ziling himself who couldn’t bear it any longer. He let go of the hand that had been about to pull at his clothes and also managed to slip his hand out of Ouyang Feifei’s grasp.

Ouyang Feifei, with one hand holding onto Luo Ziling’s clothing, gently touched the wound with her other hand and softly asked, “Does it still hurt?”

“Of course it hurts a bit,” Luo Ziling turned his head and smiled, “the flesh has been cut open, how could it possibly not hurt? It’s just healing quickly, that’s all.”

“Can I take a photo?” Ouyang Feifei asked gently again.

“What do you want to do?” Luo Ziling couldn’t help but become alert.

“I want to show people what the wound looks like three days after using your medicine and see their reactions.” Ouyang Feifei said and then smiled at Luo Ziling again, “Did you take a photo when you were stabbed?”

“No,” Luo Ziling shook his head, “who had the time to take photos then?”

Ouyang Feifei felt slightly regretful, it would have been perfect with a comparison.

She walked over to get her phone, then pulled open Luo Ziling’s clothes and took two photos.

“Is there another injury?” Seeing the healing state of Luo Ziling’s wound, Ouyang Feifei wasn’t too worried anymore. But she still wanted to see Luo Ziling’s other injury.

“Let’s not, it should have healed up about the same.” Luo Ziling declined.

These two sisters, why are they both so curious?

“You don’t want to show me? You don’t want to accept my concern?” Ouyang Feifei bit her lip and said, her clear eyes looking closely at Luo Ziling with a hint of grievance.

“Alright, alright,” Luo Ziling was instantly defeated by that look, “I’ll take off my clothes for you to see.”

With that, he stood up abruptly.

Ouyang Feifei didn’t expect Luo Ziling to stand up so quickly and didn’t react in time. Her bowed head bumped into Luo Ziling’s.

“Sorry,” Luo Ziling hurriedly apologized.

“It’s okay,” Ouyang Feifei shook her head with her face slightly reddened.

Although her head ached a bit from the bump with Luo Ziling’s head, she could bear it.

Luo Ziling, feeling a bit embarrassed, took off his shirt, revealing his upper body to Ouyang Feifei.

Upon seeing Luo Ziling’s strong upper body, Ouyang Feifei’s face turned red all at once.

Seeing Ouyang Feifei’s face turning red again, Luo Ziling felt a bit proud, like a little scheme had succeeded.

He just wanted to use this way to tease Ouyang Feifei a bit.