"If I get disfigured, would you despise ?" the person curled up in the bedding murmured as she opened her lips.
"No." Ji Weitian answered decisively.
Hearing this, Qin Nanyu crawled out from under the covers, his dark eyes intently staring at her, as if trying to discern whether she was just humoring him or was serious.
Ji Weitian patiently let him scrutinize her, then took the opportunity when he was distracted to yank away the quilt!
Then she ca to him with the dical kit in hand.
"Now that you have no quilt, let’s see where you can hide."
"..." Qin Nanyu hadn’t anticipated that she would use a thod fit for dealing with children on him, making him feel insulted in his intelligence.
He couldn’t even retort.
Because his behavior was indeed quite childish.
Then, in a fit of pique, he committed an even more childish act—
He grabbed a pillow to cover his face, turned back around, and turned his back toward her.
Ji Weitian: "..."
"Qin Nanyu, you should be aware that this is my house and that you’re sleeping in my bed, right?"
"..."
"My patience has its limits. If you behave, I can still treat you like a patient, but if you continue to act like a brat, you might soon be thrown out..."
Before Ji Weitian could finish her stern words, Qin Nanyu had already thrown the pillow aside, exposing his injured face to her.
Just a glance earlier made Ji Weitian feel a pang of pity; now, seeing the shocking wounds on his face up close, her heart clenched.
She held his face with both hands, gently blowing on it: "Does it hurt?"
"What hurts more is how you scolded just now," Qin Nanyu attempted to turn his face away, but Ji Weitian didn’t allow him to move.
"I won’t scold you anymore. You’re hurt like this; you really need treatnt, so dicine, or the swelling won’t go down."
Seeing his serious injuries, Ji Weitian’s tone softened.
Patiently coaxing him, she reached for the dical kit and began to clean his wounds.
Qin Nanyu truly hadn’t treated his injuries seriously; despite being bashed up like this, he hadn’t disinfected or dicated the wounds, casually covering his face with a pillow.
Ji Weitian, seeing his perfect face swollen and his lips cracked and bleeding, felt her heart nearly breaking.
As she applied the dication, she couldn’t help muttering, "Who could have done this? They must be so cruel to hit you like this, especially aiming for your face..."
Talking, it occurred to her suddenly to check if there were other injuries on his body. She reached out to pull at Qin Nanyu’s clothes, eager to unbutton his shirt to check for additional wounds.
Qin Nanyu didn’t stop her.
He let her strip off his shirt...
After Ji Weitian had examined him and ascertained that only his face was injured, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second, seeing the n’s shirt in her hands, she froze.
"I, I, I didn’t an to take advantage of you, I was just..."
"It’s okay. You can look if you want." Qin Nanyu spoke openly, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth, which accidentally tugged at his wound and made him inhale sharply in pain.
Ji Weitian hurriedly helped him get dressed again.
"You haven’t said, who did this to you?"
"Don’t ask, it’s my fault; it has nothing to do with others." Qin Nanyu’s eyes dimd, his head hanging down like a guilt-ridden child.
The more he wanted to conceal it, the more Ji Weitian felt that things weren’t as simple.
"Who was it?"
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