"I’m full, you go ahead and eat!" Tang Tang shook her head, "It’s already impressive that a patient can make breakfast by themselves. Hurry up and eat, I’ll take you ho after you finish."
Zong Zheng looked at her back, "Where are you going now?"
"To change clothes."
Change clothes...
Zong Zheng stared at the breakfast in front of him, his savior definitely looked better than this fried egg.
Tang Tang ca downstairs after changing into a casual shirt and jeans, and saw Zong Zheng sitting by the dining table, with tiny traces of blood staining his bathrobe, completely oblivious.
As a doctor’s instinct, she imdiately walked over, "Open your bathrobe!"
"Although I’ve heard of the ancient saying from Mo Yan Country, ’one repays a life-saving debt with their body,’ but we’re not in that era anymore. Does my savior also want to repay with my body?" Zong Zheng’s blue eyes showed a look of innocent curiosity.
Tang Tang took a deep breath, it was the first ti she t a man who could talk and make her angry.
"You’re bleeding, I need to check if the wound has reopened." Tang Tang put down her bag and helped him untie the bathrobe.
Zong Zheng accidentally touched her delicate white hand, so soft!
Zong Zheng’s eyes lit up, are won’s hands really this soft?
Does it feel this nice to touch?
Sure enough, the gauze was already stained red!
"Are you made of steel? Your wound is bleeding and you didn’t even notice?"
"Maybe this fried egg is just too delicious!" Zong Zheng said with a smile.
This man is really thick-skinned!
"I’ll get the first-aid kit." Tang Tang turned around and left.
Zong Zheng looked down at the blood-stained gauze, just a bit of movent and the savior indeed ca over.
Tang Tang once again ca to his side to bandage him up.
His gaze kept watching her movents, "You seem very skilled."
"I’m a surgeon."
"What’s your na?"
"It’s not necessary to tell strangers my na." Tang Tang was always very guarded; maybe the blood-filled scene last night made her temporarily drop her guard.
"You’re my savior, how can you still call a stranger?" Zong Zheng hissed, "Are you not using any anesthetic now?"
"I thought you couldn’t even feel pain, and didn’t need anesthetic anymore." Tang Tang had finished bandaging, "Clean up the kitchen, I’ll take you ho."
"Do you think I can leave in a bathrobe?" Zong Zheng asked her.
"You can, even if you left naked, I wouldn’t mind. After all, it’s not being naked," Tang Tang said calmly.
"You’re really not cute."
"It’s not like I need to be cute for strangers to see. If you don’t clean up, I’ll still take you ho. Where do you live?" Tang Tang walked outside.
"I’m not from here, are you sure you want to take ho? You’ve got a long drive ahead!" Zong Zheng followed leisurely behind her.
She wasn’t crazy; no way she was going to send him all the way back abroad.
At least, away from her ho.
Tang Tang drove, the back door open.
Zong Zheng stood next to her, "Are you sure you want to leave like this?"
"If you want to spread your bloody clothes, I don’t mind. It’s you who chose not to wear anything else."
"I think your ho’s bathrobe looks better." Zong Zheng opened the rear car door and got in.
Tang Tang imdiately drove off.
"Where are we going?"
"To buy a sofa," Tang Tang answered.
"Buy a sofa? Because my blood stained your sofa?" Zong Zheng asked.
"Exactly! So, you plan to compensate ?"
"I don’t have any money right now. How about I repay with my body?" Zong Zheng suggested, "Although I’m injured now, I should be good for it once I recover!"
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