“I’ve never had the chance to see her this often before.” Zhuang Yizhan clenched his fist and said righteously, “Of course we have to make the most of this rare opportunity.”
Yi Tianran chuckled twice: "So, you deliberately wrapped yourself up like a mummy to pretend that the situation is still very serious?"
Zhuang Yizhan's pupils contracted sharply, and he said nervously, "I...I'm really in serious condition, how can you slander me like this!"
"Alright, stop pretending. You're a miracle doctor yourself. You know best how long it takes for a superficial wound to heal." Yi Tianran was too lazy to argue with him any further. "Go and remove the mummy. Come with me."
"No……"
Without giving Zhuang Yizhan a chance to refuse, Yi Tianran narrowed her cold eyes and threatened, "Or do you want me to tell your older sister about your disguise, so she can see your true colors and kick you out?"
Zhuang Yizhan immediately looked miserable and said with great pain, "Aren't we still good sisters? How could you be so cruel to me? Not only will you not help me, but you're also going to be a stumbling block on my path to love."
Yi Tianran smiled coolly: "I'll give you five minutes. Remember to bring your first-aid kit. If you're even one second late, you'll have to bear the consequences."
After saying that, Zhuang Yizhan rushed into the room with lightning speed and began to change his clothes.
In less than three minutes, he had changed into formal attire and walked out looking impeccably dressed.
The wounds on his face have almost healed, with only faint traces remaining.
Judging by his strong and muscular build, he could probably kill a pig with one punch.
Yi Tianran admired him. Even though he was almost fully recovered, he managed to wrap himself up like a mummy all day long, which was stuffy, hot, and not breathable.
He really sacrificed a lot for love!
"Since I've been so obedient, could you please not tell the goddess?" Zhuang Yizhan humbly pleaded.
Yi Tianran: "...I'm gone."
She drove Zhuang Yizhan all the way to the Yi residence.
After examining the old lady, Zhuang Yizhan's expression relaxed unconsciously. "The toxins in the old lady's body have been completely cleared. As long as she maintains a balanced diet, there will be no worries."
Upon hearing this, Yi Tianran's face broke into a bright and cheerful smile.
Only at this moment did the huge weight in her heart finally lift.
She then glanced at Zhuang Yizhan and said coldly, "Alright, you can go now. I need to talk to Grandma for a bit."
They really use it and then throw it away; they have no sense of sportsmanship.
Zhuang Yizhan wasn't angry. Instead, he cautiously asked, "What about me..."
"Alright, I don't care about that. Now that you've seized the opportunity of being so close to her, you should hurry up and win over the girl you like, otherwise it'll be embarrassing if word gets out!"
Yi Tianran waved his hand dismissively, "Little Zhuangzi, kneel down and take your leave!"
Zhuang Yizhan, having received support, readily agreed, saying, "Yes, sir, I'll take my leave."
Then I happily took a taxi back to my apartment building.
In a good mood, he took out two large red banknotes and handed them to the driver, saying, "Keep the change."
Then she skipped and hopped upstairs, returned to the apartment, and bumped right into Fu Qingruo who was standing at the door.
Fu Qingruo stepped forward and looked him over, her face expressionless, her tone unusually cold: "So you've recovered. Congratulations."
Zhuang Yizhan: "..."
This is what they mean by "extreme joy begets sorrow"!
He felt a chill in his heart, yet he still couldn't help but struggle desperately.
"Um, let me explain—"
Fu Qingruo didn't cover her forehead and say, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it," like in those melodramatic idol dramas.
Instead, he calmly said, "You speak."
The calmer she appeared, the more Zhuang Yizhan's heart trembled.
"Actually..." He opened his mouth, a hundred excuses flashing through his mind, but when he met those cold, snow-white eyes, he couldn't lie in the end. "I'm sorry, I lied to you. Actually, I could have taken off the bandage a long time ago, but I just kept pretending that it was still very serious."
"Oh," Fu Qingruo replied casually, "Since you have no further questions, you can move out now."
Although he had already guessed her reaction, Zhuang Yizhan still felt heartbroken.
"You should be fine cooking, so I'll head back now." Fu Qingruo said, then turned and left.
Zhuang Yizhan's heart tightened, and he strode after her, grabbed her slender white wrist, and pressed her against the door. "Wait, I know it was wrong of me to lie to you, but you know what my purpose is."
Fu Qingru blinked uncomfortably.
The hormonal scent was too strong.
She seemed unable to bear it any longer and looked away, saying, "You... move aside first."
This time, Zhuang Yizhan unexpectedly spoke firmly: "Don't avoid me. I just want to spend more time alone with you and get closer to you. I can't bear to leave you and I want to see you. For the past five years, I've thought about you day and night, and your image is always in my dreams."
Fu Qingruo was caught off guard by his direct attack.
A faint blush unconsciously crept onto that usually aloof face. "Don't say anything more."
Zhuang Yizhan lowered his head, looking at the blush on her face, feeling a tickle in his heart. His voice became even gentler and more intoxicating, "Why don't you say it? Don't you believe me? If you don't feel secure, I can tell you every day."
"I don't need it." Fu Qingruo was a little annoyed. "I've said I don't want to be in a relationship."
He's been rejected so many times, a normal person would have given up long ago, how can this guy be so shameless.
Zhuang Yizhan: "But I want to."
“You…” Fu Qingruo was speechless for a moment because of his self-righteous tone.
The next second, he chuckled and said, "Besides, you don't dislike me, do you?"
Fu Qingruo said coldly, "Not disliking someone doesn't mean I like them."
"Then why don't you try with me?" Zhuang Yizhan lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "You actually know that I was faking my serious injuries, didn't you?"
Fu Qingruo's heart skipped a beat for a moment, her eyes flashed with panic, but she pretended to be calm and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
“How could a normal person's minor injury take so long to heal without any improvement?” Zhuang Yizhan’s tone was so gentle it was almost flirtatious. “Didn’t you have any doubts at all?”
Fu Qingruo's cheeks flushed red. "That's because I trust you, not because you lied to me."
"Then trust me a little more." Zhuang Yizhan lowered his head, bringing his face close to those luscious red lips, and said in a teasing tone, "Pamper me just this once, okay?"
Fu Qingruo's breathing became disordered, and her mind involuntarily recalled that night when she was drunk.
In the bustling bar, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she stepped forward, her eyes glazed with intoxication, hooked her arms around Zhuang Yizhan's neck, and kissed his lips, ignoring his surprise.
Memory and reality intertwined, lips met teeth, and the remaining words drifted away in the wind.
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