My ex-boyfriend cheated on me with my sister, and I got married to him in a flash; he went crazy.

Half an hour later, Jiang Shutong got up, cleaned and washed the lunchbox, and picked up her phone to see the message from Li Kai.

She suddenly felt like the sky had fallen.

That damn Li Kai, he's so unreliable.

He didn't do any of the tasks he was told; he dumped everything on her!

Jiang Shutong guessed that Li Kai was afraid of exposing his intimate relationship with Pei Yichen in the hospital, which was why he didn't dare to do it.

That's it.

She took a deep breath, walked up to Pei Yichen, and said in a seemingly casual tone, "Pei Yichen, you still can't take a bath these days. Let me wipe you down."

The man, who had been focused on his laptop, suddenly froze.

The woman spoke casually, as if she were simply saying that the weather was nice today, but her already flushed face betrayed her.

Pei Yichen coughed lightly, "No need."

Although not being able to shower is somewhat uncomfortable, such intimate physical contact between the two of them... is not appropriate.

Being rejected seemed to be within the woman's expectations. She didn't insist, only saying, "Also, the doctor said you need to be massaged every day to prevent muscle atrophy. Let me massage you."

Pei Yichen could no longer refuse this request.

It should be fine through the clothes, so he agreed.

Jiang Shutong moved the stool to the bedside and started with his uninjured left leg.

She carefully recalled the massage techniques the doctor had taught her, and gently kneaded his muscles, following their contours.

The muscles under her hand were firm and strong, hard as a rock, and she had to use some force to press down on them.

Pei Yichen leaned against the headboard, his gaze fixed on the woman who was giving him a serious massage.

The woman's hair was casually tied up, with a few strands falling to her ears. Under the warm yellow light, her focused eyes appeared even more gentle.

The woman's hands were soft and smooth, and the cool temperature of her hands was transmitted through the skin of her calves.

Perhaps because it was difficult to exert force while sitting, she stood up directly from the stool.

She bent slightly forward and massaged his calf muscles, a bead of sweat appearing on his forehead.

She was wearing a light gray plaid skirt suit, and because of the bending over motion, a patch of snow-white skin was exposed on her chest.

Pei Yichen suddenly felt his mouth go dry and forced himself to look away.

Seemingly feeling that she had massaged his calves enough, the woman's soft hands slowly moved down to his thighs.

Pei Yichen closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his whole body tensed up.

He felt that the woman's hands, which were initially slightly cool, had now become incredibly hot, and the thighs she was pressing against were also gradually getting hot.

The heat spread to his limbs and bones, and the man's breathing became a little erratic.

To avoid embarrassment, Pei Yichen reached out and pulled the blanket over his lower abdomen.

Jiang Shutong paused, looked at him, and asked, "Are you cold? Should I turn the air conditioning up a bit?"

But his face was flushed, so he didn't seem to be cold.

The man kept his eyes closed, his voice low and hoarse, "No need."

"oh."

Jiang Shutong focused on massaging her thighs again. Seeing that the blanket was covering part of her thighs, she pushed the blanket up a little more.

The man suddenly reached out and pressed the blanket down, saying in a harsh tone, "Okay, you don't need to press it down anymore."

Jiang Shutong was preoccupied with her interview at Boyu Group the next day and was somewhat distracted.

Startled by Pei Yichen's cold, hard tone and actions, and thinking she had pressed too hard on him, she looked up at him apologetically with her clear eyes, "I'm sorry, did I press too hard?"

His thigh muscles were stronger and more powerful, and she had to use some force to press them down, perhaps because she was too strong.

Pei Yichen's gaze fell on the woman's slender figure, and he finally said only, "No, I need to rest."

"Oh, okay, then you should rest first."

Jiang Shutong turned off the light for him and then left the ward.

She wants to find a nurse to learn how to massage people who sit in wheelchairs for long periods of time.

Perhaps her technique was wrong, which is why Pei Yichen felt uncomfortable.

She has to learn it, since she'll be massaging him every day from now on.

She used to massage her father often, but it was just random and without any method.

It was almost ten o'clock when Jiang Shutong returned to the ward.

She opened the door quietly. The ward was quiet, and the man on the bed was breathing steadily, as if he had fallen asleep.

Jiang Shutong took out a set of pajamas she had brought from home and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

As she stood in the shower, an idea suddenly popped into her head.

Pei Yichen refused to let her wipe his body while he was awake, so what if he was asleep...?

It's the height of summer now, and even though the air conditioning is on a very low setting indoors, it would still be very uncomfortable for a man with extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder to go two days without showering.

He wiped his body while he was asleep, thus avoiding embarrassment for both of them.

After taking a shower, Jiang Shutong tiptoed to Pei Yichen's bedside, holding a towel dampened with warm water.