Inhale, blow, compress; inhale again, blow again, compress again... Lin Yixun didn’t know how many tis she had repeated the actions. She couldn’t care less, only focused on saving the person.
Suddenly, her arm was forcefully grabbed by a large hand. Lin Yixun paused and, almost instinctively, her eyes followed the hand upwards to its owner, only then realizing that Ouyang Hao had woken up.
"You... you’re awake?" Lin Yixun’s eyes flashed with surprise, but in an instant, she sensed sothing was off about the atmosphere.
It took a mont for Lin Yixun to realize that she was still straddling Ouyang Hao, with her lips precisely pressed against his. This...
The two stared wide-eyed at each other, and it seed like the air crackled with tension. Lin Yixun’s mind went blank for a mont before Ouyang Hao suddenly shoved her away.
Lin Yixun stumbled and, caught off guard, fell to the ground. A burning pain shot through her palm. She looked down to see that the skin had been scraped off.
She was sowhat angry and glared at the culprit in front of her, only to find him glaring back just as fiercely, as if he wanted to devour her.
What kind of logic is this?
She had just spent so much effort to pull him back from the jaws of death, and not only did he not thank her, he was glaring at her as if she owed him eight million.
Lin Yixun couldn’t find the words to describe this, so she gave up, rubbed her sore knee, and turned to leave. Since Ouyang Hao didn’t appreciate her presence, there was no point in staying and being an eyesore.
A large patch of skin on her palm was gone, and it was still bleeding. Lin Yixun used so handwash to clean it up.
This was Ouyang Hao’s house; she didn’t want to use his things, so she just perford a simple cleaning. She thought it was just a surface wound, and not applying dicine temporarily shouldn’t cause an infection.
Before long, Ouyang Hao had changed his clothes and ca down from upstairs. Though he no longer seed angry, his expression was still unpleasant.
He glanced at her with a complicated look, tossed a bottle of liquid in front of Lin Yixun, and said coldly, "Here, take it!"
The bottle fell to the ground but, fortunately, it was a plastic bottle and didn’t break. Lin Yixun gave it a quick glance, then looked at Ouyang Hao, confused.
"It’s dicine for external wounds, idiot!"
Lin Yixun was montarily stunned but then nodded, "Oh."
She couldn’t help but curve her lips slightly; it seed he wasn’t that heartless after all.
"Don’t get the wrong idea. I just don’t want you to bleed all over the place and make a ss," Ouyang Hao huffed.
"Oh?" Lin Yixun raised an eyebrow, pretending to suddenly understand, "So that’s how it is."
Seeing the smile in Lin Yixun’s eyes, a flash of discomfort crossed Ouyang Hao’s face. He shouted, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and apply the dicine, then clean the roof for !"
With that, he didn’t spare Lin Yixun another glance and walked straight towards the door.
Lin Yixun was an unbearable sight for him if he looked at her for a second longer! And, wasn’t it a mop she used to save him just now?
Ouyang Hao cursed under his breath. Damn it, who told her to use a mop? It’s disgusting!
He slamd the door so hard that Lin Yixun could hear it from the bathroom. While applying the dicine, she pondered the construction of Ouyang Hao’s brain.
How could there be soone so moody in this world?
Just as Ouyang Hao entered the garage, Li Yun’er’s call ca through.
He pressed the answer button forcefully and impatiently said, "What is it?"
"I say, Ouyang Hao, how could you be so forgetful? A day without seeing and you’ve forgotten our appointnt?"
Upon hearing that, Ouyang Hao frowned. He wasn’t senile; how could he forget the appointnt?
"Fine, I’m coming over now."
Ouyang Hao forcefully ended the call, cursed again, and kicked the hood of his car.
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