Chapter 16: Helping with a Bath
"Fortunately, no vital organs were injured, but the blood loss is quite significant, so he needs to rest. By the way, the Marshal's wound must not get wet. I'll have to trouble you, Madam, during this time."
Nan Jiao then came to her senses and thanked Lu Xiao's subordinates.
Yasuo picked up his medical kit and smiled gently at Nan Jiao: "This is my duty. Since the Marshal is unwilling to go to the military hospital, I'll trouble you to take good care of him, Madam. I will be on standby at a nearby hotel during this time. Please contact me if you have any questions."
Nan Jiao nodded and watched Yasuo leave.
She sat back down in her chair, looking at Lu Xiao, who was still unconscious on the bed, and her heart pounded wildly.
I remember when Lu Xiao was carrying her and about to escape from the exit, he was injured, and later they encountered an attack and siege by the Zerg.
Her head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to split open, and her senses of her surroundings became very weak. She could only feel herself being held in a warm embrace, like when her mother held her when she was little, but the smell of blood in her nose was getting stronger and stronger.
When she finally broke free from the nightmare, she saw Lu Xiao covered in blood, and a rescue team with sirens blaring had found them.
Looking at Lu Xiao's face, Nan Jiao's eyelashes trembled slightly. She still remembered the panic she felt when she saw Lu Xiao covered in blood. She was terrified, not just because Lu Xiao had saved her...
The comments that flashed by also expressed the same confusion:
[What? This plot point is ridiculous! I don't remember this happening. The plot is falling apart, and it's getting more and more absurd.]
[I don't understand, why did the male lead rush over to save the female supporting character? Was it out of guilt? After all, she did give birth to his child.]
[Does anyone understand me? These two are really great to ship. Author, have you considered writing about a different couple? If not, I'll try fanfiction. D me if you want to read it.]
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Nan Jiao stood up, moistened a cotton swab, and gently applied it to Lu Xiao's dry lips.
Her mind was in turmoil, as confused as a barrage of comments on a video. Why did Lu Xiao save her? He could have left her there safely by abandoning her. No, if he hadn't come looking for her, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. Why did he come looking for her?
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed Nan Jiao's wrist, startling her so much that she dropped the cotton swab.
Lu Xiao coughed a few times, seeing her still-shaken expression: "Why do you look like that? I'm not dead yet, don't be afraid."
"I'm not..." Nan Jiao wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to begin.
"I'm thirsty, honey..."
Nan Jiao bent down to pour water, and as she handed it to him, she emphasized, "Don't make any noise."
Lu Xiao didn't take it seriously, raising an eyebrow and saying, "I'm injured, wife, are you sure you want to say such harsh things to me? I'm very weak right now, and if I get too upset, I might faint right now. You'll feel sorry for me then, won't you?"
Seeing Nan Jiao's stunned expression, he seemed to care deeply about the question and asked several more times, "You'll feel sorry for her, won't you? You'll feel sorry for her, right?"
"Alright, Lu Xiao." Nan Jiao opened her mouth, "Forget it, I won't argue with a sick person."
Lu Xiao smiled. Although he looked a little weak, he seemed to be in great spirits. Anyone who didn't know better would think he had some great joy to celebrate.
"Feed me."
"What?" Nan Jiao raised an eyebrow: "Lu Xiao, don't you have hands?"
"My arm hurts."
Nan Jiao was speechless for a moment. She put the water glass on the table and then helped Lu Xiao sit up to drink the water.
She wrapped one arm around his waist and tried to lift him up, but Lu Xiao was too heavy, and she couldn't pull him off the bed no matter what she did. So she had to climb onto the bed and pull up with both hands.
About a minute later, fine beads of sweat appeared on Nan Jiao's forehead, and she felt a little sore in her arms and waist.
Suddenly, a soft laugh came from above her head, and a large hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her forward, so she sat directly on Lu Xiao's waist. Under her buttocks was a hard, firm abs.
Nan Jiao suddenly realized something and punched Lu Xiao hard in the chest: "Lu Xiao, you tricked me!"
Lu Xiao let out an exaggerated cough: "If you keep hitting me, I really won't be able to sit up. I was going to warn you at first, but the way you were working so hard was just too cute, and I couldn't help but watch you for a while longer."
"Are you too tired? Let me massage your back, honey."
His rough fingertips traced her waist, stimulating a ticklish sensation.
Nan Jiao reflexively slapped Lu Xiao's hand away and climbed off him.
"Stop pretending. If you can drink water, then drink it yourself."
Lu Xiao used his good arm to prop himself up and then took the water glass.
After finishing his water, he started making demands again: "I want to take a shower."
"Take a bath?" Nan Jiao frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes looking at him. "Yasuo said you can't touch water, so why would you take a bath?"
"I always feel like there's a bloody smell on me, and it's making me feel nauseous. I need to take a shower, but as long as I avoid the wound, it'll be fine."
Nan Jiao thought for a moment and said, "Then you go wash up."
"I can't wash it myself, I need your help."
"I'll help you?!"
"How am I supposed to wash with only one hand? I need your help. If you don't want to, then just leave me here alone and let me suffocate from the stench." With that, he closed his eyes.
"Lu Xiao, do you know what shamelessness is?"
Lu Xiao opened his eyes, a hint of a smile hidden in his deep, beautiful blue eyes. He shook his head and said:
"I don't know, I haven't been to school for many years and I can't even recognize all the characters."
Nan Jiao sighed and finally gave in.
After all, Lu Xiao was injured because of me, so it wouldn't be right to just leave him here like this.
The bathroom was filled with warm water, and the steam filled the mirror, blurring even people's faces.
"Alright, Lu Xiao, go ahead and wash up. I'll be right here. Just call me if you need any help."
After Nan Jiao finished speaking, she coughed lightly twice, feeling awkward. She didn't know where to look, and her fair cheeks flushed slightly.
"Why are you turning your head? Honey, where on my body did you not..."
"You're so annoying, Lu Xiao!" Nan Jiao interrupted him hastily, her gaze sweeping over his muscular body before she quickly turned her head away, her cheeks flushing even more. "Are you going to wash or not? If not, then forget it."
"Wash, of course I'll wash."
Warm water dripped onto the floor, and his deep voice was even clearer in the enclosed space: "I can't reach your back."
Nan Jiao took the towel from his hand and gently wiped his shoulder blade.
Suddenly he turned around abruptly, pinned her against the wall, and grabbed her wrist: "This isn't right. Are you doing this on purpose?"
"Something's not right? Lu Xiao, let me go first."
He took her hand and placed it on his chest, where a ferocious beast was tattooed. The skin beneath her fingers was constantly warm, as if it were melting her fingertips.
"You need to be stronger. Come on, I'll teach you."
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