The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Ye Shu stood outside the door, pressing her ear against it to listen to the sounds inside, while repeatedly banging on the door.

"Sister Zhi Qiu?! Sister Zhi Qiu! How are you? Answer me!"

The only sound in the bathroom was the rushing water; there was no other noise.

Ye Shuxin was practically in her throat, and was already considering ramming the door open...

"Ouch! That hurts so much... What happened?"

A familiar voice, but with a completely different tone, came from inside the door; it was Xia Qing's voice.

Hearing the sound, Ye Shu felt a weight lift from his shoulders; at least he was still conscious. He quickly called out towards the door:

"Sister Xia Qing?! Is that you? How are you?"

"Ye Shu?"

Xia Qing was lying in the bathtub when she subconsciously tried to get up. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her left arm, making her gasp.

"I...uh! I think I slipped and fell. My left arm seems to be...dislocated, I can't move it. Come in quickly and help me up...wait! Don't...!"

Xia Qing was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized that she was lying naked in the bathtub. She instinctively wanted to speak up and stop them, but it was too late.

Almost at the same time she shouted "Don't!", Ye Shu had already forcefully pushed open the bathroom door, which was not locked at all.

With a "bang," the bathroom door slammed against the wall.

The bathroom was filled with steam. Before Ye Shu could even see what was happening, an unidentified object flew towards him with a whooshing sound.

Headshot!!!

A bottle of shampoo hit him on the forehead, blowing his head off.

"Don't look!! Close your eyes!!!"

Xia Qing's roar, filled with both shame and anger, combined with the bathroom's unique high-end reverberation, actually stunned Ye Shu.

"I didn't watch it! I didn't watch it!"

Ye Shu clutched his forehead in pain, staggered back two steps, quickly tilted his head back at a ninety-degree angle, stared intently at the ceiling, and his heart pounded wildly.

Although Ye Shu said she didn't look, there was indeed a fleeting glimpse of a snow-white curve in her eyes just now...

My apologies! I came to save people, how could I have such filthy thoughts? Amitabha, hallelujah...

In the bathtub, Xia Qing was both anxious and angry, her cheeks burning hot.

She tried to cover herself with her hands, but her left arm hung limply at her sides, and any movement brought excruciating pain. She gritted her teeth; she couldn't worry about anything else right now, and could only grit her teeth and give the order:

"You! Look up at the ceiling! Yes! Just like that! Slowly move over and help me up! If you dare look down, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"Oh...oh! Okay!"

Ye Shu seemed to have cervical spondylosis, tilting her head back and slowly moving towards the bathtub, afraid of slipping on the water.

Xia Qing sat in the bathtub, her body trembling slightly from the pain, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Shu's face, closely watching whether he was spying on her.

"Now! Bend down a bit and grab my arm."

Ye Shuyi kept her head tilted back, stretched out her hand, and groped around in the air.

His fingers first touched the edge of the bathtub, then continued downwards, finally touching a warm, smooth, and elastic patch of skin.

So... girls' arms are even this... soft?

Just as his heart began to flutter, Xia Qing's voice, filled with embarrassment and annoyance, came crashing down on him:

"Have you touched me enough?! Once you find a place, quickly pull me up!"

"Ah! I've touched...touched enough! No...I found it!"

Ye Shu was startled and quickly composed herself, holding her breath and firmly supporting Xia Qing's right arm with her hand, gritting her teeth and exerting force:

"Sister Xia Qing, get ready, I'm going to count to three and then push! One, two, three!"

Xia Qing gritted her teeth, enduring the excruciating pain from her dislocated left arm, and stood up from the bathtub with a burst of water.

"Come on...to my room."

Her voice trembled slightly, whether from pain or something else, as she gripped her left arm with her right hand.

"You, go first! Don't look back! Help me... put my clothes on."

"what?"

"What?!"

Xia Qing was both ashamed and angry:

"Can I just go to the hospital like this?! Am I supposed to go naked?!"

"Oh! Yes, yes, yes!"

Ye Shu's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck. She hurriedly turned around, her eyes fixed on the front.

But Ye Shu's neck seemed to be out of control, always trying to turn backward, just a little... even just a tiny bit... No, no! He was a gentleman, a man of integrity who could remain unmoved even with a woman in his lap! How could a gentleman take advantage of someone in distress?!

But his neck seemed to have a mind of its own. Ye Shu kept struggling against his neck, stiffly moving towards Xia Qing's bedroom.

Xia Qing grabbed a bath towel and haphazardly covered herself, her face burning hot enough to fry an egg. She followed him cautiously, step by step, watching the back of his head warily.

The few steps down the corridor felt incredibly long to Ye Shu. Once she finally entered Xia Qing's bedroom, Ye Shu didn't dare look around; she could only keep her eyes down and her mind at ease.

The room was decorated in a typical girly style, with a plush carpet, warm colors, and a huge carrot pillow still lying on the bed.

Hey! Don't just stand there like an idiot!

Xia Qing, her forehead beaded with sweat from the pain, gave an impatient order:

"From the third door of the wardrobe on the left, just pick any outfit that's suitable for going out."

"well!"

Ye Shu quickly moved to the front of the wardrobe, opened the door, and found that the clothes hanging inside had a very consistent style, mostly loose and comfortable T-shirts, sweatshirts and cargo pants, which matched Ye Shu's understanding of Xia Qing's dressing style.

Besides that, there are also some... black ones... with lace trim...

"Don't look around!"

Xia Qing's angry roar, filled with shame and indignation, came from behind her; clearly, she had also discovered those things.

"I didn't watch it! I really didn't watch it!"

Ye Shu, with her eyes closed, grabbed at the clothes haphazardly and handed them to her back.

"Here...here, you can wear it yourself..."

"How am I supposed to thread it with only one hand?"

Xia Qing was both amused and exasperated by his seemingly detached-from-body demeanor, and sweat from the pain and speechless frustration streamed down her face.

"You! Now, look up! Close your eyes! Absolutely no looking down! Then turn around and help me put it on."

Good heavens, what is this feeling? Ye Shu looked up at the ceiling and was about to cry.

This is ridiculous! Did I kill a cow in my past life to deserve this torment? If I did something wrong, the law will punish me; I don't need to be punished like this!

Ye Shu felt as if her head was filled with lead, it was so heavy.

It now seems as if two little figures are standing on his shoulders, one of them saying to him:

"Just one glance, a quick, furtive look. It won't hurt. Do you really want to miss such a great opportunity?"

Another shouted at him:

"Ye Shu! You can't take advantage of someone in distress! You're peeping now, are you even human?!"

The two little figures started fighting in Ye Shu's mind. Annoyed by the noise, Ye Shu suddenly remembered a line from an animated movie:

"Screw you! Whether I watch it or not is my decision!"

Ye Shu held the T-shirt in her hand and waved it haphazardly in the air.

Xia Qing sat on the bed, cooperating with difficulty.

"Hand...raise your hand..."

"Where are you touching!"

He fumbled around, made mistakes, and stumbled upon places he shouldn't have, which drew a gasp from Xia Qing and an even fiercer warning.

Ye Shu's hands trembled violently, his whole body stiffened, and every unavoidable touch made his heart stop.

Xia Qing was in so much pain that she grimaced, but she still had to keep an eye on him to see if he was peeking. Her cheeks were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

After a tremendous amount of effort, when Ye Shu finally managed to pull up the hem of his T-shirt with trembling hands and then struggled to pull up his pants, both of them looked like they had just fought a battle, completely exhausted and drenched in sweat.

Xia Qing leaned against the wardrobe, her eyes still glaring fiercely at Ye Shu, who finally dared to open his eyes but only dared to stare at her shoulders and above.

Both of their faces turned as red as monkey bottoms, and the atmosphere became awkward once again. Xia Qing spoke first:

"Let's go... take a taxi to the hospital."