That was sothing she absolutely couldn’t accept. She was Leng Zimo’s, always only his, and there were their children, and... Zimo and Mo Mo, how are they now?!
Did Dad find Mo Mo? Did Leng Zimo escape safely?
What about Jiao Yang?
...
Luo Xiaoqian’s heart was tightly knotted.
What could she do to have a chance to escape?!
Beside the small sofa, the doctor tied off the gauze, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Sir, your wound has been treated."
Luo Ke nodded lightly, "All of you, leave!"
The doctor glanced at Luo Xiaoqian, who was bound to the bed, sighed helplessly, and was dragged out by two subordinates.
Luo Ke stood up and slowly walked to the bedside.
The shirt on his body had already been cut open and removed, his bare upper body wrapped with several layers of gauze, the wound on his arm cut by Luo Xiaoqian had long soaked through with blood.
Hearing his footsteps approaching, Luo Xiaoqian turned her face towards him, watching him step by step to the bed, she instinctively struggled trying to curl up, but her hands and feet were tied to the bedposts, her efforts completely futile.
Luo Ke raised his right hand, extending his palm towards her.
What was he going to do?
Could it be, even with an injury, he still wanted to...
As she looked at his extended fingers, Luo Xiaoqian’s mood reached an extre level of tension.
"Thank you!"
Luo Ke raised his hand and smoothed a strand of stray hair from her face, "What?!"
Hearing his relatively calm tone, Luo Xiaoqian quickly said, "Just now... thank you for saving !"
Of course, she wasn’t truly grateful to him, but realizing the situation, Luo Xiaoqian decided to pretend to compromise with him temporarily, not to anger him, otherwise she dared not imagine the consequences.
Luo Ke raised an eyebrow, and sat down by her side, looking at her with a playful gaze.
Luo Xiaoqian lowered her eyes, afraid to et his gaze, worried he would see through her lies.
"Well... I think you should go to the hospital for a tetanus shot... I’ve heard that tetanus is very serious, can be life-threatening..."
Luo Ke’s lips curled up, "Isn’t that what you want?"
Detecting the sarcasm in his tone, Luo Xiaoqian turned her face to the other side, "Suit yourself."
"Don’t worry, I won’t die." Luo Ke raised his hand and tugged at the thin blanket on her.
"You... what are you doing?!" Luo Xiaoqian imdiately looked at him nervously.
Seeing her worried look, Luo Ke slowly leaned down towards her.
"Don’t worry, Sissi, I don’t like forcing won. You Chinese have a saying, ’A forcibly twisted lon isn’t sweet,’ right?" He raised his hand and pulled the thin blanket up, those dark green eyes stared closely into her eyes, "Sissi, you will voluntarily fall in love with , you’ll climb into my bed willingly, you’ll do everything for that you’d do for Leng Zimo... that’s what I want!"
In his eyes, there was absolute confidence and assurance, as if everything was under his control.
Luo Xiaoqian frowned without speaking.
Firstly, she didn’t want to refute him, afraid of provoking him and making things worse.
Secondly, his confidence made her suddenly feel a chill.
Luo Ke, this lunatic, what did he plan to do to her?!
"You have one hour to rest."
Standing up, Luo Ke turned and walked out, then, a subordinate ca in, stood in the corner, staring at her intently.
The subordinate had gauze wrapped around his head; it was the one who had been knocked out by Luo Xiaoqian in the restroom earlier.
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