Ni Sitian was so embarrassed that she turned her head away and pretended that Xu Tingchuan didn't exist.
After the nurse disinfected her buttocks with a cotton swab, Ni Sitian began to tense up.
For some reason, she has been terrified of injections since she was a child. She would faint at the sight of a needle. This fear has not disappeared as she has grown older and has become a psychological phobia.
"Miss, relax your muscles. It's harder to hit if they're so tense." The nurse patted her buttocks.
Ni Sitian bit her hand, closed her eyes, and tried desperately to relax.
Xu Tingchuan noticed that something was wrong with her, so he pulled her left hand out of her mouth, held it tightly, and said in a low voice that was not exactly gentle, "Be good, don't be afraid."
Ni Sitian switched to her other hand and bit down, her little face scrunched up, still unable to help but tense up.
The nurse was getting a little impatient: "Miss, you're so old and you're still afraid of needles? You can't act like this when you're being affectionate with your brother."
Xu Tingchuan glared at the nurse, who was her brother!
Moreover, he could tell that Ni Sitian wasn't just being coquettish; she was genuinely scared. He raised his hand and gently stroked the back of her head.
The nurse fell silent and pursed her lips.
Xu Tingchuan took Ni Sitian's right hand out of her mouth and put his own palm to her mouth.
Ni Sitian was stunned and looked up at Xu Tingchuan in surprise.
Taking advantage of a moment when she relaxed, the nurse inserted the needle into her buttocks.
Ni Sitian reacted instinctively and bit down hard on the broad hand in front of her.
Xu Tingchuan grunted and frowned.
Ni Sitian only released her mouth after the needle was removed, and lay there as if she had collapsed from exhaustion.
After the nurse left, Xu Tingchuan pressed the cotton ball on Ni Sitian's buttocks to stop the bleeding. After a while, Ni Sitian recovered, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly said, "I can do it myself."
"It's all better now." Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Xu Tingchuan threw away the cotton swab and pulled up Ni Sitian's panties.
Ni Sitian blushed, feeling that Xu Tingchuan had seen her most embarrassing moment.
Xu Tingchuan remained expressionless as he helped her off the bed and slowly walked out.
Perhaps because her muscles weren't relaxed enough during the injection, Ni Sitian was experiencing severe pain on one side of her buttock, causing her to walk with a slight asymmetry.
Xu Tingchuan simply stopped, bent down, picked her up in a princess carry, and strode out.
Ni Sitian felt extremely embarrassed and buried her head in Xu Tingchuan's chest, trying to hide her face from being seen.
"So you have things you're afraid of too. I thought you were fearless." Xu Tingchuan said to Ni Sitian with a half-smile after putting her in the car.
There was a hidden meaning in those words, and even Ni Sitian, who was not very bright, understood it. She chuckled awkwardly and said, "I have a lot of things I'm afraid of."
"Is that so?" Xu Tingchuan raised an eyebrow slightly, keeping his eyes on the road ahead as he drove.
Ni Sitian panicked. It felt like he was going to settle scores later. What had she called him before? Bastard, son of a bitch?
Good heavens, she's really asking for trouble!
Ni Sitian covered her face in frustration, then slowly lowered her hands, trying to explain in a low voice, "As for the divorce, it's all that woman's fault! How could she make such a big mistake!"
Xu Tingchuan pursed his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Seeing that things were not going well, Ni Sitian added, "I only lost my temper because I care about you."
"Is that so?" Xu Tingchuan's two words were devoid of any emotion.
Ni Sitian pursed her lips, lowered her eyes sheepishly, and didn't continue to explain. Even she herself didn't believe her own explanation, so how could Xu Tingchuan possibly believe it? They weren't even acquainted, so where did this feeling of caring for each other come from?
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