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Lu Baizhou let her reach out and support his uninjured left arm. With her help, he slowly and carefully stood up from the hospital bed and moved step by step toward the bathroom.

He walked very slowly, as if each step required a great deal of effort.

After finally reaching the bathroom door, Qiao Xinxin let go of the door and took out a clean striped hospital gown from a small cabinet next to her. She folded it neatly and placed it next to the sink.

"I've put your clean change of clothes here." Qiao Xinxin pointed to the clothes and instructed, "Be very careful when you wash them, the gauze on your right shoulder absolutely cannot get wet! Change into them yourself when you're done washing. I'm going out to wash the lunchbox first, be careful in there by yourself, and call me loudly if anything happens."

After explaining all this, Qiao Xinxin turned around, preparing to leave.

Just then, Lu Baizhou suddenly reached out his left hand and grabbed her wrist.

His strength wasn't great, and it didn't hurt her, but it carried an irresistible determination that was enough to make her stop in her tracks.

Qiao Xinxin turned around in surprise.

She saw Lu Baizhou standing at the bathroom door, his deep eyes fixed on her. His expression was somewhat strange, as if he had something difficult to say, yet also seemed hesitant and embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Xinxin asked, puzzled. "Is there anything else we need?"

Lu Baizhou looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he uttered a sentence in a low, hoarse voice:

"Could you...help me wash?"

"..."

When Qiao Xinxin heard this, she felt a "boom" in her mind, as if something had short-circuited for a moment.

She stared blankly at Lu Baizhou for two or three seconds, her mind completely blank, unable to process what he had just said.

"What...what did you say?" Qiao Xinxin stammered. "You want me...to help you take a bath?!"

Seeing her shocked expression, Lu Baizhou was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface he still pretended to be helpless and pitiful.

"Hmm." He nodded and explained matter-of-factly, "Look, my right shoulder was shot through, and I can't use any strength at all, I can't even lift it. My left hand can move, but it's not my dominant hand, how am I supposed to take a shower with one hand? I can't even reach my back. If I accidentally fall while showering myself, or if I get the gauze wet and cause an infection, that would be a real problem."

Although his tone was natural and sincere when he said these words, Qiao Xinxin still keenly noticed that his originally cold ears had now begun to turn a suspicious red.

Qiao Xinxin's mind raced.

She helped him take a bath?

Doesn't that mean she has to personally undress him piece by piece? And then use a towel and soap to wash his body?!

Just imagining that blood-pumping scene made Qiao Xinxin feel her cheeks burning hot, and her ears were starting to tingle.

"This...this won't do!" Qiao Xinxin protested loudly in her heart.

But then he thought, she's already his girlfriend, and they're in a legitimate boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. If they get married in the future, isn't it just a matter of time?

Besides, these are extraordinary times. He's a hero who was seriously injured while saving people and has difficulty moving around. As his girlfriend, it's only right that she take care of him.

And, most importantly... she was helping him wash, not washing with him! She was just a heartless bathhouse attendant; she wasn't the one who suffered!

As soon as this thought of self-comfort popped into her head, Qiao Xinxin's hesitation and shyness miraculously dissipated.

"Alright!"

Qiao Xinxin took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm and even, like a professional medical worker, "Since it's really inconvenient for you, then I'll help you wash. Then... you should take off your clothes first."

When she said this, she didn't dare to look at Lu Baizhou at all, but instead tried to cover her tracks by looking at the tile pattern on the bathroom wall.

Lu Baizhou stood in front of the sink, looking at her cute, forced composure, and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

Without another word, he raised his left hand and slowly, one button at a time, unbuttoned the oversized hospital gown he was wearing.

As the buttons were undone, the striped hospital gown slowly slid down his broad shoulders and fell to the ground.

In an instant, Lu Baizhou's strong and powerful upper body was displayed before Qiao Xinxin's eyes without reservation.

The warm yellow light in the bathroom softly shone on him.

His muscles are perfectly defined, each one as if sculpted by a top sculptor. His shoulders are broad as mountains, his back muscles are firm and explosive, and there is not an ounce of excess fat around his waist and abdomen, presenting a sexy inverted triangle shape.

What's most striking is the thick white gauze on his right shoulder. The gauze extends diagonally from the front of his right shoulder to the upper part of his back, standing out starkly against his healthy, bronze skin, adding a touch of rugged, battle-worn beauty.

Qiao Xinxin stood behind him.

Originally, she repeatedly warned herself: Do not look at what is improper! Do not look at what is improper! Absolutely do not look!

However, the moment Lu Baizhou actually took off his clothes, her gaze was as if it were being held firmly by a magnet, uncontrollably falling on the perfect lines of his back muscles, and she couldn't look away no matter what.

"Gulp."

Qiao Xinxin couldn't help but swallow.

She suddenly remembered the first time she went to work at the men's bathhouse in the army, not long after she transmigrated.

That night, Lu Baizhou stood casually in front of her, wearing only a thin white cotton tank top. Looking at the faint outline of his muscles, she couldn't help but marvel: This man's physique is absolutely amazing!

And now, this perfect body is presented to her without any concealment.

Qiao Xinxin felt her face burning even hotter, her heart pounding. She quickly looked away, took several deep breaths, and tried her best to appear normal.

She cleared her throat and said somewhat awkwardly, "Well... your injury hasn't healed yet, so don't stand for too long. I'm afraid you'll get dizzy and won't be able to stand steadily. Just sit on that plastic stool and wash up."

Lu Baizhou obediently walked to the blue plastic stool in the middle of the bathroom and slowly sat down.