Guess it right on the first try.

Seeing his raised eyebrows, Zhiyun confirmed her guess.

Think about what happened just now in the general ward downstairs, when the boy was getting water for the girl to wipe her body. It was so warm and beautiful.

But now, inexplicably, it was her turn, and she felt terrified.

What's more, Han Qingrang, who has no memory, is the one to carry out this task. This will make Zhiyun feel that she has betrayed Doctor Han...

"Hands off," he said again.

Zhiyun insisted on resisting: "No."

"Take your hands off me." He repeated the three words.

Zhiyun still insisted: "No, no, don't."

"I didn't do anything. Don't be so scared. Otherwise, I really won't be able to help but do something."

“…”

He said this slowly, his tone even gentle, but Zhiyun still felt a hint of threat from it.

Well, it's a threat.

He was threatening her to take her hands away so that he could do what he wanted.

"Won't you take it away?" he asked again.

Zhiyun shook her head: "No!"

"Then I'll do it myself." His hand fell on her wrist.

There is a huge difference in strength between men and women. In addition, one of her hands had just received an IV drip and the other was dislocated. In front of him, she was nothing. The little resistance she had was like she was trying to resist but also to welcome.

Han Qingrang easily took her hand away, and then used his slender fingertips to quickly unbutton her clothes. His movements were so smooth that in just a few seconds, he had subdued Zhiyun.

While he was getting the towel, Zhiyun turned over and threw herself on the bed, burying her face in the pillow.

When Han Qingrang brought the towel, all he could see was a smooth back, with the lower body covered by the quilt.

The corners of his lips slowly rose, he took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, placed them on the cabinet next to him, rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his porcelain-white arm with faint light blue veins on it.

When the towel fell on her back, Zhiyun, who was lying on her stomach, trembled subconsciously and clenched her hands on the pillow.

When his eyes fell on her left shoulder blade, he saw a little skin scrape there, caused by falling off a horse. When she arrived at the hospital, the nurse had already applied medicine. Because it was not serious, it was now a scab.

Han Qingrang knelt on one knee on the bed and stood on the other leg. He bent his waist a little further, covered the wound with his hand, and blew gently.

Zhiyun's body trembled and she almost flipped the pillow and hit someone.

Do you want to torture people like this...

Don't you know what you look like...

He actually seduced her silently in this situation...

"Do your bones hurt?"

His voice came from above, and Zhiyun, with her face buried in the pillow, hummed dejectedly.

"How much does it hurt?"

“…”

Zhiyun's cheeks flushed intensely. Changing the environment and mode of interaction really made all the difference. It also made her feel guilty, thinking she had cheated on Dr. Han.

The person he cheated with looked exactly like Dr. Han.

"Will you go again next time?" He leaned so close.

Zhiyun refused to give in and said firmly, "Go! Why not? The boys there are more handsome than each other. It would be a waste if I don't go!"

"Can you say that again?"

What else?

Besides, it’s still the same!

Zhiyun seriously said it again: "I must go! The guys there are better than each other...ah..."

Before Zhiyun could finish her words, she suddenly screamed.