Chapter 7: Chatting with the puppy during cohabitation Pull down the bath towel and show it to me...
Cheng Guo let Shen Zhui lie down on the sofa.
There was no stool of suitable height at home, so she had to bend over and bend down to remove the dressing from Chen Zhui's abdomen. She was holding her breath and couldn't control the strength in her hands. Chen Zhui hissed. When she looked over, he didn't say anything, only looked at her with a pair of quiet eyes.
Cheng Guo still moved gently, pressing the edge of the skin with the pad of one finger while slowly applying force with the other to peel it off, causing the cuff to brush against Chen Zhui's skin.
Shen Zhui slowly exhaled and looked at Cheng Guo.
Her hair slipped down her shoulders with her movements, swaying gently like silk beside her ears, the tips brushing lightly against his bare arms, and the scent of her shower gel wafted towards him.
He was very familiar with the smell; it was a sweet and sour, extremely refreshing cherry scent.
It has the same fragrance as the shower gel he endorses.
Unfortunately, Cheng Guo didn't use the brand he endorsed.
Thinking of the men's items all over her room and the way she was about to get angry after smashing the cup, Chen Zhui felt a lump in his throat and a sour feeling welled up inside him.
What's so great about a man who wears size 41 slippers and uses a pink mouthwash cup? Is he even 1.8 meters tall?
He's definitely so effeminate he doesn't even have abs.
Why do you still keep his things and can't bear to throw them away?
Noticing that the already bulging muscles under her palm were slowly tightening and the bulges becoming more defined, Cheng Guo paused, completely peeled off the dressing, took the disinfectant and a new dressing, and reminded Chen Zhui, "Don't tense up, the wound is prone to reopening."
"good."
But his abs are still there, and they even look bigger.
Cheng Guo frowned and glanced sideways at her. "How did the nurse change your dressing? Did she tell you to do that?"
"……No."
Cheng Guo continued to look at him, while Shen Zhui lay obediently, his chin trembling slightly.
Cheng Guo's large abs have finally returned to their smaller size. With her head down, she disinfects the area and then hears Shen Zhui add out of the blue, "I shaved my own skin for the surgery that day."
She paused for a moment, then remembered that the circulating nurse had told her that she could come later, probably because it would take too long for Chen Zhui to shave herself.
No wonder the nurse looked so sad after she covered Shenzhui with a sterile cloth that day; it turned out she hadn't seen a single item of the project she had worked so hard to secure.
"Dr. Cheng."
"Um?"
"You were the one who covered me with the sterile sheet that day."
"..." How did this matter get to Shen Zhui's ears?
"You were the one who changed my blankets after the surgery."
"..."
How does he know everything?
Who said that?
"The whole time it was just you—"
Not wanting to discuss the matter, Cheng Guo's movements became less gentle, and she decisively applied the dressing. During this time, she could hear Shen Zhui hissing, but she ignored it and ordered him in a tense voice, "Pull down the bath towel and let me see."
Chen Zhui paused, then asked after a few seconds, "What are you looking at?"
"Wound."
"Oh." His tone was slightly disappointed.
The air was quiet for a moment. Chen Zhui pressed his fingers against the edge of the bath towel and silently pushed it down a little, revealing the wound and the upper edge of his groin. A thin layer of muscle covered his firm lower abdomen, which was extremely sexy.
Cheng Guo swallowed hard, fixed her gaze on the wound, and was about to reach out when Shen Zhui pulled the towel up again and sat up abruptly. He moved so fast that Cheng Guo had to dodge backward to avoid being bumped by him.
"What's wrong?" she asked, still shaken.
Chen Zhui's Adam's apple bobbed, he bent his legs, his gaze drifted to the side, and a faint blush appeared on his neck. "I just remembered that I'm not wet down there, so I don't need to change."
“Okay,” it was getting late. Cheng Guo picked up the used dressing she had just removed and threw it into the trash can, reminding him, “Remember to go to the hospital to change your dressing in time. Be careful not to get the wound wet when you take a shower, otherwise it will be very troublesome if it gets infected.”
While acute appendicitis may not be considered a major surgery, it is certainly not a pleasant experience for patients. The pain is intense, and if the wound becomes infected and suppurates, fever is a minor issue; in severe cases, hospitalization may be necessary.
"I can't go to the hospital all the time. I brought the medicine I got back with me. Sister, could you change it for me?"
When she's being cute, she calls me "sister." Cheng Guo snorted inwardly, but didn't refuse. "Call me when you change."
The mouthwash cup broke, so Cheng Guo went to the water dispenser to get a disposable cup instead, and then went to find a new toothbrush. While brushing her teeth, her eyes swept over the bathroom.
There was no difference between her and Shen Zhui before taking a bath, and they were even cleaner and tidier. The bottles and jars in the niche were arranged by height, and the bathroom door was wiped clean without a drop of water. The towels and bath towels of the two of them were folded very neatly, just like in a hotel, and hung side by side.
He also cleaned the sink surface, with two toothbrushes on either side of it.
It's a pity about her toothbrush cup.
After rinsing her mouth, Cheng Guo put away Ruan Ning's toothbrush cup and placed her own in Ruan Ning's place.
The washing machine stopped at this moment, and Chen Zhui came over to hang up the clothes. He was still only wearing a bath towel, and his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and abdominal muscles were very beautiful. Cheng Guo didn't dare to look at him too much, let alone think about it. She lowered her head and went out to make room for him, then went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water and prepared to go back to sleep.
Yu Guangzhong and Shen Zhui carried several pieces of clothing toward the balcony. As they walked, they separated the two shirts, one white and one black, that were tangled together, and then separated the two pairs of pants, one blue and one black.
Aren't those the clothes she threw in the laundry basket?
Cheng Guo put down her cup and strode towards the balcony. She saw Shen Zhui put up the clothes rack. He was tall and didn't need to use a clothes support pole. He easily hung up their clothes with a simple lift of his arm.
Cheng Guo's temper hadn't been worse all month in June than it had been today. Her temples throbbed, "Why are you washing my clothes?"
"What's wrong?" Shen Zhui turned around, revealing his beautiful abs, looking like he'd done something wrong. He looked at her, then at the clothes hanging up. "Are you sending them to the dry cleaners?"
"……no."
Cheng Guo suppressed half of her anger.
How could you take it and wash it with him without asking her?
Are they related by the fact that they can wash their clothes in the same tub?
"I saw it and just brought it in to wash it."
"Don't do that next time."
"good."
The matter was resolved so easily, but Cheng Guo felt something was off. She hadn't vented her anger yet. She glanced at Chen Zhui's abs and curled her fingertips. "Get your clothes dry and put them on quickly."
"good."
Shen Zhui paused for a moment, then reminded her, "Remember to buy me clothes."
"knew."
Cheng Guo slowly exhaled, turned around and went back to her room, not seeing the smile on the lips of the person behind her.
When the alarm clock rang, Cheng Guo sat up in bed and looked down at her hands.
In last night's dream, those hands had very presumptuously and audaciously touched a man's abs. That secret touch still seemed to linger, a tingling, numb sensation that lingered around her fingertips and traveled all the way to her heart.
Her cheeks slowly flushed crimson, and Cheng Guo reached out to cover her face.
After resting in the room for a while, she changed her clothes, opened the door, and found Chen Zhui dressed neatly, setting the table with his back to her.
Cheng Guo took a deep breath and smelled the aroma of food that was enough to awaken her taste buds.
The balcony window was open, and the chirping of birds was crisp and clear. Children ran past downstairs, their giggles echoing all the way.
Chen Zhui turned around amidst the bright sunshine, smiled, and said "Good morning."
Cheng Guo nodded, clenched his fist with a guilty look, and said "Good morning".
The morning was made lighter by that "good morning." Cheng Guo went to work, and Shen Zhui said he would stay "at home" to tidy up. Cheng Guo didn't know what he was going to tidy up and was worried that he would go out, so he left the car keys with him.
The car was a gift from Cheng Fuyan the year she graduated. It was an Audi A7. Cheng Fuyan originally planned to give her a one-bedroom apartment near the Third Hospital, but Yu Muying disagreed and she didn't want it either, so he gave her this car instead.
She only drives when she works the night shift; during the day, she prefers to walk.
Shu Shu brought lunch from home today and invited Cheng Guo to lunch. After finishing her morning clinic, Cheng Guo went to the inpatient department to find Shu Shu. On the way, she took out her phone and opened a shopping platform. Last night, after returning to her room, she placed several orders for Shen Zhui from head to toe, including not only clothes but also all the men's daily necessities she could think of.
She opened the shopping app again and suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to buy him underwear.
Dr. Cheng, who has seen countless men in her studies and work, was typing "men's underwear plus size" with her ears turning red. Just as she was about to click on the first result after sorting by price, she was patted on the shoulder.
Cheng Guo was startled when Shu Shu came up from behind and put his arm around her. "What are you doing? You seem to be stealing my feelings."
He then leaned over to look at her phone and exclaimed, "Oh! Which man are you buying underwear for?! And in plus size?!"
Cheng Guo calmly turned off her phone. "...I accidentally clicked the wrong thing in the search bar recommendations."
Shu Shu didn't believe it: "Then why are you sorting by price?"
Cheng Guo started adding strange descriptions to herself: "I'm just curious, I want to see how many pairs of underwear I can buy with a month's salary."
Shu Shu asked in confusion, "Why would I recommend plus-size men's underwear to you? Did someone you were talking to about this have their conversation overheard by Taobao?"
“…Ruan Ning,” Cheng Guo thought to himself that he was sorry, and quickly added another lie to Ruan Ning, “Last night he called me when he was drunk and said he spent a month’s salary to buy underwear for Zhou Nanyu.”
Although it seemed strange, Shu Shu still believed it. "These apps are always eavesdropping these days. Turning off permissions doesn't work. A few days ago, when Shen Zhui was hospitalized, a lot of people around him were talking about him. Every time I opened Xiaohongshu, it was his picture. After clicking a few times, the big data started pushing it to me. This morning, it even pushed a picture of him being photographed here to me."
"What photos?" Cheng Guo was extremely sensitive to these kinds of things now, since Shen Zhui had just been photographed yesterday.
“I’ll send it to you,” Shu Shu said, taking out her phone. “The photos of him staying in a shared room on the first day have surfaced online today, and now his fans are asking him to let them know he’s safe in the comments section of his Weibo post.”
Cheng Guo clicked on the link with peace of mind. The photo must have been taken hastily by another patient or their family. The bed curtains and the figures beside the bed were somewhat blurry. Only Shen Zhui was clear in the photo. He was lying quietly on the hospital bed. His face was pale under the light, which made his thin lips appear even thinner and redder, and his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and handsome.
The comments section is divided into two camps: one camp is praising his good looks, and the other camp is asking about his health.
Cheng Guo quickly glanced at the message and was about to turn off her phone when a WeChat voice message popped up at the top of the screen. Shu Shu was right next to her, but she didn't dare to listen to it, so she clicked to convert it to text.
[Chat: My agent asked me to take a photo and post it on Weibo to let them know I'm safe. Can I take it at home?]
Cheng Guo lowered her head and replied: 【Okay】
After thinking for a moment, I added: [You can draw the curtains or find a white wall to take the picture.]
She remembered that other celebrities were like that, not revealing too much personal information.
Shen Zhui immediately replied with a voice message: 【Understood, sister】
Another emoji was sent: a line drawing of a little dog holding an "OK" sign, laughing and waving it around.
Cheng Guo smiled and thought, "So well-behaved. Is this the same person who made her lose her temper several times last night?"
Just then, Shu Shu came over.
"Chen Zhui is still handsome, isn't he? No, Guo'er—"
Cheng Guo quickly turned off the screen, staring at Shu Shu, her heart pounding in her chest.
Shu Shu is a gossip. She knows that Shen Zhui is staying at her house, which means Ruan Ning knows. If Ruan Ning knows, she'll interrogate her, and might even think that Shu Shu just wanted to date Shen Zhui but denied it for the past few days.
Shu Shu also looked up at her, sizing her up from head to toe. "Why would you hire someone to chat with?" (Author's note:)
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Before living together - Sister: My brother was exceptionally obedient
After moving in together, my older sister said: "I wasn't as irritable all month of June as I was today."
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