Lan Ziye was entrapped by her own magic array, and not lightly. She was inexplicably thrown three thousand years into the future. What frustrated Lan Ziye even more was that her purple eyes, a symb...
Chu Xixuan was delighted to see Lan Ziye's nasal voice, which sounded like he was crying. He looked at Lan Ziye affectionately and asked, "You care about me!"
"Nonsense? You were injured for me, so of course I care about you!" Lan Ziye's eyes met Chu Xixuan's, and her heart trembled suddenly, as if an electric current hit her heart directly. She felt indescribable, and she quickly turned her eyes away and replied unnaturally.
Chu Xixuan laughed softly.
Lan Ziye looked at Chu Xixuan again and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you laughing at?"
"Happy!" Chu Xixuan said lightly.
"You're injured like this and you're still happy. Are you stupid?" Lan Ziye said awkwardly.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Do you want to get some painkillers? Or... just get an injection and sleep?" She had heard Wu Xuzi say that there was a kind of needle here that could make people fall asleep as soon as it was injected, and it was more effective than the love potion of their time.
"No need, it won't hurt as long as I look at you!" Chu Xixuan kept looking at Lan Ziye intently and said affectionately.
Lan Ziye;... Damn, this guy must be crazy from the pain.
The two of them chatted back and forth without noticing anything wrong, but the doctor who was treating the wound couldn't stand it any longer. As soon as he finished, he couldn't wait to ask, "Master, the wound has been treated. Can I leave first?"
Chu Xixuan had long felt that the light bulb was an eyesore, so he waved his hand and said, "Get out!"
"Then you should have a good rest!" The doctor said politely and hurried out of the room, looking as if there was some monster waiting for him in the room.
Suddenly, only Lan Ziye and Chu Xixuan were left in the room. Lan Ziye felt even more embarrassed. She laughed dryly and said, "Um... you need to rest, right? I'll be guarding outside. If you need anything, just shout loudly. I can hear you!"
"Why do we have to be outside? There's room here!" Chu Xixuan said a little unhappily.
Lan Ziye thought about it and realized that this was the truth, so he moved a chair and sat down some distance away from the bed.
"Then I'll sit here and watch over you!" Lan Ziye said sincerely.
"How long do you plan to sit here? I won't be able to get better in a short while!" Chu Xixuan said again.
Lan Ziye was bewildered. Was he trying to kick him out? He'd clearly asked her to stay!
Seeing that Lan Ziye didn't understand what he meant at all, Chu Xixuan said aggrievedly, "You wouldn't be so irresponsible as to just sit here for a while and then leave, would you?"
Lan Ziye was stunned: Is it okay to leave soon? She is not a doctor, and she can't help by sitting here!
"I'll wait until you fall asleep before I leave!" Lan Ziye said generously.
"Are you going to leave me, injured like this, alone in the room to fend for myself?" Chu Xixuan turned around and looked at Lan Ziye pitifully.
Lan Ziye felt really distressed seeing that look.
It seems a bit inhumane to leave such a wounded person alone in the room!
Lan Ziye thought for a moment and said tentatively: "Well... I'll ask the housekeeper to find a professional... nurse!" She remembered that Wu Xuzi had mentioned this term to her before, and it should be appropriate to use it here.
"Nursing?" Chu Xixuan's face instantly turned cold. "I remember I told you that I'm a germaphobe when it comes to women. No woman can touch me except you."
Lan Ziye was stunned: Could there be any mysophobia more perverted than this?
After a brief stalemate, Lan Ziye finally sighed and compromised, saying, "Alright, I'll serve you like a slave and be your little maid, okay?"