She swallowed hard and whispered, "It doesn't hurt."
Lu Rang frowned deeply as he picked up the disinfectant swabs and ointment left by the nurse next to him.
He used a cotton swab dipped in cool disinfectant, avoiding the rolled-up flesh, and only cleaned the blood seeping from the edges of the wound.
Lu Rang's movements were unusually gentle, quite different from the oppressive aura he exuded.
Shang Wu was a little nervous, unsure of what to do with her hands, and could only stare intently at Lu Rang's hands.
She belatedly realized that Lu Rang was even angrier than she had imagined.
But she doesn't regret not telling Lu Rang beforehand.
If she tells him, Lu Rang will definitely stop her from doing it.
"Shangwu".
Lu Rang suddenly spoke, his voice extremely low.
"Why didn't you discuss this with me? Why did you plan this on your own?" He stopped wiping, gripped the cotton swab tightly, and his eyes were filled with restrained anger.
Shang Wu noticed the tremor in Lu Rang's voice.
This was the first time she had witnessed him lose his composure.
Lu Rang's gaze was fixed on Shang Wu, his heart aching for her without any attempt to hide it. He asked softly, "You're risking your own life. Does someone like Zhou Yanci even deserve to do this?"
His fingers tightened suddenly around the cotton swab, as if he were crushing Zhou Yanci's bones.
Shang Wu pursed her lips and whispered, "Of course he's not worthy, but if I don't come up with a way to stop him, I won't be able to fool him."
Lu Rang's expression darkened further: "Your solution is to risk your life without my permission? Do you think I can't even think of a way to stop you from getting your marriage certificate? Shang Wu, am I really that useless in your eyes?"
He leaned closer, pinching Shang Wu's chin, his voice trembling even more: "Do you know that when I saw that deformed car, I thought..."
Lu Rang closed his eyes briefly, controlling his emotions, and instead of taking control of her hand, he stroked her cheek, feeling Shang Wu's normal body temperature and the soft touch of her skin.
He calmed down and chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I thought you were dead, Shang Wu, I really thought you were dead."
Shang Wu's cheeks burned uncontrollably, and her ears and neck also felt hot.
This was the first time Lu Rang had ever yelled at her so fiercely.
But she was very touched.
Shang Wu gently covered Lu Rang's hand, rubbing her cheek against his palm, her words carrying a hint of coaxing.
"I'm fine, Lu Rang, I'm fine."
With people outside, Shang Wu couldn't have prolonged physical contact with Lu Rang.
She pulled Lu Rang's hand down and whispered, "Is the van driver injured?"
Lu Rang regained his composure: "You still have the leisure to ask this? Under your arrangement, the safety measures were very thorough, and there was absolutely no damage."
Shang Wu found it quite unpleasant to see Lu Rang acting so strangely.
Helpless, she pointed to the water glass on the table: "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."
Lu Rang glanced at her and took the water over.
"Have you had a full body checkup?"
Shang Wu was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "I'm fine elsewhere, only my leg is injured. Zhou Yanci suffered a concussion and probably won't be able to get out of bed for at least a week."
Upon hearing this, Lu Rang ordered, "I'll have someone give you a full body check-up later."
Sensing the undeniable force in his words, Shang Wu's lips moved, but she ultimately did not protest.
Lu Rang then asked, "What would you like to eat? I'll have someone buy it."
Shang Wu shook her head: "I have no appetite, my wound hurts."
Lu Rang stared at her: "Didn't you say it didn't hurt?"
Shang Wu felt awkward and coughed lightly, "That was because..."
Before she could finish speaking, her eyes widened in surprise.
Lu Rang sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes, and gently blew on her burning wound.
Shang Wu's heart pounded. She tried to push him away, but Lu Rang anticipated her movement and grabbed her hand.
"President Shang!"
The next second, the ward door was pushed open.
Startled, Shang Wu instinctively curled up her injured leg.
Lu Rang reacted quickly and pressed down on her knee.
As soon as Xiao Dong entered, he saw this strange scene in the ward.
Lu Rang and Shang Wu held hands, their bodies pressed close together as they sat on the edge of the bed, Lu Rang's other hand firmly gripping Shang Wu's leg.
The poses should be as suggestive as possible.
Xiao Dong froze, slowly opening his mouth wide.
Lu Rang's expression was slightly cold, but he remained calm.
"close the door."
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