After treating the wound on his waist, Feng Rao cut open the bandages on his back to examine the injury. The back wasn’t torn, although there were a few beads of blood oozing out.
Feng Rao felt heartache and carefully wiped away the bloodstains.
She couldn’t help but ask, "Master, how did this wound get torn?"
"My wife made a fuss," Nangong Jin slowly curled his lips into a low chuckle, his eyes showing a tenderness she had never seen before.
Feng Rao paused mid-action, and suddenly the entire person froze.
It took her a while to recover before she continued to treat him and asked, "If I hadn’t co, were you not planning to go to the hospital?"
"Going to the hospital is too troubleso," Nangong Jin answered lazily, "If you hadn’t co, I would have let my mom do this, plus we’re not without a doctor at ho."
Feng Rao didn’t speak and remained silent for a long ti before asking, "Master, are you in a relationship?"
"Almost there," Nangong Jin’s smile grew wider.
Just then, his phone rang. Feng Rao got up to help him with the call, and when she saw the na on the phone, she was stunned.
It actually displayed "Exclusive Little Wife."
Feng Rao’s hands began to tremble, and as she looked at him lying on the bed, she was almost possessed by the urge to hang up the call.
However, Nangong Jin asked in a low voice, "Who’s calling?"
Feng Rao pulled back her hand without a word, walked forward, and silently handed him the phone.
The mont Nangong Jin saw the call, his mood instantly brightened, and the pain in his back seed to fade. With a swipe of his long fingers, he answered with a playful grin, "Wife."
Di Jinxuan on the other end of the call nearly tossed her phone away—it was just too shaless!
After steadying her nerves, Di Jinxuan finally said, "So, when do you plan to start teaching to dance?"
Nangong Jin clicked his tongue, "Gege thought you called because you missed . I didn’t expect you’re only concerned about dancing. Little Xuanxuan, you’re so bad."
"..."
Di Jinxuan was speechless, hearing a man accuse a woman of being ’bad’ for the first ti!
This was just...!
But coming from his mouth, it wasn’t annoying at all, because his gorgeous voice made the phrase sound very pleasant, indeed having an indescribable charm.
Di Jinxuan pouted and patiently asked in a soft voice, "Jin brother, stop teasing, I’m talking about sothing serious here."
Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow.
"But Gege is injured now, so it’s hard to say. Fast recovery might take a month, slow could be three to five months," Nangong Jin answered slowly over the phone.
That long?
Di Jinxuan frowned. Honestly, she was very excited and couldn’t wait to start learning from Nangong Jin!
But since he had put it that way, she couldn’t possibly demand that he teach her while he was still injured, could she?
Di Jinxuan gave an ’oh’ in response, and before she could speak further, she heard his voice brimming with laughter, "However, if Little Xuanxuan personally takes care of every day, I’m certain I will recover very quickly."
Di Jinxuan was imdiately rendered speechless—this guy was the epito of brazenness.
"I... I’m very busy with classes," Di Jinxuan spoke softly, "You focus on healing for now; we can talk when you’re better."
After that, Di Jinxuan hung up the phone; she wasn’t going to personally take care of him every day!
Nangong Jin blinked, chuckled softly, and set the phone aside.
"The wound is treated, Master, please get up so I can bandage you."
Bandaging was to promote better healing and prevent tearing.
Nangong Jin nodded and stood up at the side of the bed.
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