Chapter 242 Game
Zhou Pingchuan glanced at the chicken nails tightly hooked onto his trouser leg and coldly ordered Lao Wang, "Stop the car and throw away this bag."
Xia Mian quickly hugged the snakeskin bag to her arms: "No, we can't throw it away!"
After nearly four hours of flight, the frozen cargo had thawed a bit and emitted a damp, chicken manure smell. Zhou Pingchuan frowned even more deeply.
He is very sensitive to smells and cannot tolerate any strange odors: "Throw it away for now, and if you want to eat it, I'll have the purchasing department buy it for you tomorrow."
“I really can’t, Brother Chuan,” Xia Mian pleaded. “These are gifts from the villagers. Do you know how hard their lives are? Their watermelon fields have been losing money for three years in a row, and they can’t even afford meat more than a few times a month. How can I throw them away?”
Zhou Pingchuan was utterly heartless: "I can pay them ten times the price."
How can money buy sincerity? Xia Mian had no choice but to grab Zhou Pingchuan's sleeve and plead softly, "Please, brother."
Zhou Pingchuan pursed his lips: "Okay, keep it."
Xia Mian: "Thank you, brother!"
To avoid offending Zhou Pingchuan with the smell, Xia Mian asked Uncle Wang to pull over so she could put the snakeskin bag in the trunk.
After settling in properly, Xia Mian inadvertently discovered that there was a pharmacy not far away.
He thought of something, told Uncle Wang to wait five minutes, put on a mask and hat, and ran into the store.
The shop manager was leaning over the counter scrolling through short videos, casually greeting customers: "Hello, what medicine do you need?"
Xia Mian walked to the family planning supplies counter, and as soon as her eyes fell on the items inside, her ears turned red instantly: "Five boxes of this and five boxes of this."
The shop manager quickly put on her glasses and carefully looked Xia Mian up and down. Seeing that she was fully armed, her expression became even more suspicious: "You're using this yourself?"
Xia Mian: "...Hmm."
"Do we really need so many?" The aunt was worried that the young people would engage in group sex and spread diseases.
Who are you looking down on? Xia Mian clearly misunderstood: "I only have this much. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
Seeing that she couldn't dissuade him, his aunt turned around and led him to the front desk to pay. While packing the bill, she thought it over and over again, and still earnestly advised him, "You look quite young, you must take care of your health, health is more important than anything else."
Xia Mian picked up the bag, said "Thank you for your concern," and left the crime scene as quickly as possible.
As Xia Mian walked towards the car, he mentally considered how he should answer if Zhou Pingchuan asked him what he had bought.
He came up with several answers, picked and chose the most convincing and realistic one. But to his surprise, Zhou Pingchuan didn't ask a single question after getting on the bus.
It was as if they didn't know he went to the pharmacy or see the bag containing the medicine.
She even calmly chatted with him about everyday things: "The kitchen has prepared your favorite dishes, so eat more tonight."
Xia Mian felt a sense of relief, but also a little disappointed.
Zhou Pingchuan didn't seem to care much about him.
If what he bought earlier wasn't family planning supplies but medicine, would Zhou Pingchuan still not care what illness he had?
...Never mind, we're all adults. Instead of craving attention from others, we should focus on taking good care of ourselves.
Auntie is right, health and self-love are more important than anything else.
When he got home, he had dinner. His luggage was packed and organized by the maid, so Xia Mian didn't need to worry about it.
Because of the poor living conditions, he hadn't been sleeping well for the past few days. After eating, he did some simple exercises to aid digestion, then returned to his bedroom, intending to take a half-hour nap.
As a result, I dozed off until eleven o'clock.
The central air conditioning and fresh air system were both on, the temperature was just right, and Xia Mian was lost in a dream, unwilling to wake up. In his hazy state, he felt a strange touch—someone was playing with his toes.
Then the blanket was pulled back, and something slid in from the foot of the bed. Then, a warm and moist sensation meandered upwards, and wherever it passed, the blood began to boil.
"What a vivid dream!" Xia Mian murmured softly, her mouth slightly open. "So comfortable, I don't want to wake up."
Until someone whispered in my ear, "Where are the things you bought?"
Xia Mian suddenly opened her eyes, staring at that face for a full half minute before realizing it wasn't a dream. She jerked back, stammering, "What...what...what did I buy?"
"The things you bought at the pharmacy on your way home."
"...Oh, I'm not feeling well, so I bought a few boxes of medicine."
Zhou Pingchuan smiled and said, "Really? Where do you feel unwell?"
Summer hibernation couldn't answer.
"Let me check you out, here, here, or... here?" Zhou Pingchuan smiled. "Hey, patient, show some respect, don't push the doctor's hand."
aestivation:"......"
Zhou Pingchuan: "Since you're not going to answer, I'll assume you're uncomfortable here. Let's address the problem directly."
Zhou Pingchuan opened the bedside table drawer: "It's alright, I also have the medicine you bought... The treatment process might take a while. Do you have work tomorrow?"
It's that death question again, and Xia Mian is about to break down: "...No."
"So, is the treatment confirmed?"
"Confirmed...um..."
***
Xia Mian's biggest regret was indulging Zhou Pingchuan and playing this doctor-patient game with him.
He lay on the bed, his whole body aching, barely able to breathe. After a while, he opened his eyes and discovered that the clouds had already dispersed.
A few rays of dawn shone through the window onto the floor, starkly revealing the absurdity of what had just transpired to the two of them.
"What are you looking at?" Zhou Pingchuan followed his gaze to the ground and instantly understood. "Before you left, you told me to remain chaste. Are you satisfied?"
Xia Mian strongly suspected that Zhou Pingchuan had deliberately saved up his family fortune for several days, waiting for him to return so he could spend it all on him. She gritted her teeth in anger: "There's no need for that."
"And what about my medical skills? How would you rate them?"
Xia Mian went from grinding her teeth to gritting them: "Get lost, I'm not playing anymore!"
"Why didn't you play? You seemed really happy last night, and you even said..."
"Don't say it!" Xia Mian quickly covered his mouth.
Zhou Pingchuan smiled and kissed his palm.
The man was completely naked, his hair was loose on his forehead, and there were still traces of sweat on his temples. He was a completely different person from his usual meticulous self, who always buttoned his shirt to the top. Xia Mian stared at him, somewhat dumbfounded.
Sensing something, Zhou Pingchuan raised an eyebrow, turned around, and took out a square packaging bag from the drawer.
Hearing the sound of the plastic seal being torn, Xia Mian no longer cared about admiring the handsome man. Her tailbone was throbbing, and she pushed him away forcefully, saying, "Get away from me! I'm not playing anymore, I want to take a shower and go to sleep!"
"But you seem to be feeling unwell again, I have to help you."
"This is overtreatment...please...let me go, brother...I really can't take it anymore."
"Baby, be good, keep calling..."
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