A week later, when Yan Xixi was washing her face in the morning, she remarkably discovered that all the small wounds under the gauze had completely healed. Her skin was tender and smooth, like that of a newborn.
There was a knock on the door; it was Dr. Liu.
She was very pleased and showed him her forehead. "Dr. Liu, look, my wounds have healed. Thank you."
Dr. Liu was smiling, but he was startled after getting a good look at her face.
Whenever he had visited before, her face was always sared with dicinal solution and covered with small adhesive bandages, obscuring her features. But now, all the coverings had been removed. Her face was washed clean, and her black hair hung neatly behind her. Dressed simply in a white shirt and jeans, she looked as fresh and pure as a lotus erging from clear water.
Her features were picturesque, her skin like cream—it was the first ti he’d seen a living embodint of such idioms. This girl is so refined and pretty. No wonder the young master has expended countless efforts and taken care of her with such unwavering devotion.
"How about your waist? Does it still hurt?"
She pressed the area below her ribs. "Not too much anymore."
"That’s good. Just avoid any strenuous activities for a month. Light jogging and such activities are fine. Since your wounds are healed, I won’t need to co daily. Just take good care of yourself, and call if anything cos up."
Yan Xixi was deeply grateful. "Thank you," she said.
"No need to be polite."
"Oh, right, could you please also thank that friend for , Dr. Liu? I am truly grateful to him."
Dr. Liu chuckled and agreed.
She suddenly asked, "Dr. Liu, my friend... how is he? Um, I an, what kind of person is he?"
Dr. Liu laughed. "Your friend is a warm-hearted person."
Yan Xixi wanted to ask more, but she felt it would be impolite. There was no reason for ’Toe Picker’ to help so much, yet here I am, wondering about his secrets. So, even though she was dying of curiosity, she decided not to ask further.
After seeing Dr. Liu out, Yan Xixi imdiately sent a ssage to ’Toe Picker’: "Toe Picker, I’m all better now. I really appreciate it. HEH HEH, would you like to see a picture of now?"
"HAHA, send it over quickly."
Her eyes darted slyly. "Toe Picker, you used to take so long to reply to my ssages. Why are you replying so quickly every ti now?"
Nonsense! Who would have bothered with you before? Did you think I wanted to be the other man? Isn’t it because you look so pitiful now? Besides, you used to be Huang Xiaojue’s girlfriend, but now... HEH HEH HEH. Wan Donglin laughed heartily. "I’m just pitying you! If I didn’t bother with you anymore, wouldn’t you be even more pitiful? Like a lost puppy. It’s just my occasional burst of kindness."
"PAH! I’m doing great. Eating well, sleeping well, staying in a five-star hotel—who’s pitiful?"
"Still not pitiful? Who was it crying to in the middle of the night? BOO HOO... BOO HOO... More pitiful than a stray dog..."
Yan Xixi rembered that sothing like that had indeed happened. How could I have cried in front of him like that? And so fiercely, too.
She blushed. Good thing he can’t actually see .
"Hey, Toe Picker, are you only helping out of pity? That’s a real sha."
"A sha about what?"
"HUMPH! I always thought you had a secret crush on ."
"HAHA, miss, are you kidding? , have a secret crush on you?? I think you’re the one who’s gradually starting to develop a crush on ."
"PAH! I will never have a crush on you in my entire life."
"TSK TSK, who knows? One should always take what won say and understand the opposite."
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