After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

The man's voice was low and composed.

Her eyes were half-closed, her gaze shifting slightly, seemingly unintentionally falling to the ground.

Xu Wantang didn't notice, but just stared awkwardly at the men's leather shoes in front of her, and hurriedly got up.

But with his leg in a cast and having just been nearly hit by a car, he had very little strength left.

He braced himself on his knees, and then he fell forward.

To steady herself, Xu Wantang instinctively grabbed the man's legs.

Her face bumped into the man's thigh.

It was hard and painful.

A sentence suddenly popped into my head.

What do you want?

Looking for a powerful mentor!

Xu Chuxue will tattle, and so will she!

Xu Wantang not only didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter.

Her waist slumped, and inside the loose hospital gown, it looked even more delicate.

She was slender and petite, with long, flowing hair as black as silk.

Her whole being seemed to be swept away by a gentle breeze, transforming back into a graceful, swaying figure.

Not to mention the face that was tilted upwards.

It was so alluring, soaked in warm water, both delicate and soft.

"Second brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

As she spoke, she turned to the side and pulled up her trouser leg, revealing her ankle, which had been scraped from falling off the wheelchair.

With her eyes brimming with tears, she began to explain, "I was just walking around downstairs when that Hina suddenly drove her car straight at me. I was trying to dodge, and I accidentally fell off my wheelchair."

"Sheena said she wasn't used to cars in China, so she didn't control it well. I know I shouldn't be too upset, but the doctor said my injury might get worse. I really didn't expect being hospitalized to be so dangerous... Waaah."

Xu Wantang sobbed and lowered her eyes, her fingers tugging at his trouser leg intentionally or unintentionally.

"..."

Cen Yuan observed her deliberate, almost reckless, decision.

I was momentarily distracted.

He raised his hand and reached towards her cheek.

Xu Wantang stared blankly at the hand that had landed on her side.

Eyes facing each other.

She looked at him.

He gazed at her, his expression subtly lost in thought.

The gaze is more direct than ever.

Xu Wantang's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and a visibly flushed pink blush rose to her cheeks.

Even the back of my ears felt like they were burning.

Cen Yuan paused, then subtly put his hand down.

His gaze lingered on her face for two seconds.

"Did she slap you in the face?"

"...It's hot."

Xu Wantang bit her lip, truly giving a seductive look to a blind man.

"It's only May."

"The hospital room is too stuffy."

"There is air conditioning."

"I... have sensitive skin."

Xu Wantang was out of options, so she raised her voice.

He didn't even realize that his words sounded somewhat reproachful.

"Cough cough cough..."

A cough suddenly came from the doorway.

"Friendly reminder, the doctor is on their way."

Ji Yan leaned against the door.

Lin Yue glanced around, indicating that he hadn't seen anything.

When Xu Wantang thought about how the two of them had been watching, she wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

But she couldn't get up.

Finally, Cen Yuan supported her arm with one hand and helped her sit back on the hospital bed.

next second.

Dr. Zhao pushed the cart in.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Xu Wantang's plaster cast, they took out iodine and gauze.

"I noticed your heel was blistered. Let me treat the wound for you. Don't be so reckless next time."

Dr. Zhao is chubby, and his kind and gentle demeanor is immediately apparent when he speaks.

Xu Wantang hadn't been cared for like this in a long time, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Dr. Zhao."

She pulled up her trouser leg.

After Dr. Zhao finished rinsing the wound, he realized that the wound was larger than he had imagined.

It must have been scraped by the wheelchair footrest; a large patch of skin was wrinkled and shrunken at the edge.

Dr. Zhao held tweezers in one hand and scissors in the other.

"I need to cut off this piece of skin for you. It will hurt a little, but please bear with it."

"Um."

Xu Wantang didn't take it to heart.

Who hasn't scraped their skin when they were a kid?

"what!"

She cried out and felt someone prick her skin.

Dr. Zhao paused: "I haven't even started cutting yet, I just touched some dead skin. If you're really afraid of pain, then have someone scratch it for you, and then..."

He glanced at Cen Yuan, knowing it was neither appropriate nor daring to do so.

He glanced at Ji Yan and Lin Yue again.

Before he could speak, Ji Yan raised an eyebrow: "I'm afraid of blood."

Lin Yue took a step back: "I'm afraid of dying."

Dr. Zhao withdrew his gaze and shifted his body slightly: "Then how about..."

Before he could even utter the word "I," an arm was placed across Xu Wantang's face.

The red Buddhist prayer beads exude a sense of majesty and power.

Xu Wantang would not waste an opportunity that was offered to him.

But it can't be too straightforward either.

So she only grabbed Cen Yuan's clothes and whispered, "Second Brother, thank you."

Cen Yuan didn't speak, but gestured for Dr. Zhao to take action.

Dr. Zhao gestured with the scissors.

Just as she was about to cut, Xu Wantang let out a soft cry and timidly leaned against Cen Yuan.

She gently rubbed her cheek against his arm.

Suddenly, the man's arm beneath her palm tensed slightly.

A faint, almost imperceptible gaze fell upon him.

She thought she acted very well, but still lowered her head guiltily.

Cen Yuan glanced at her reddened ear tips and curled his fingertips.

Dr. Zhao quickly treated the wound.

Looking up, she saw that Xu Wantang's face was flushed, and quickly asked, "Why is your face so red? Is something else bothering you?"

Before Xu Wantang could explain, Cen Yuan said calmly, "She has sensitive skin."

"..."

Xu Wantang's face turned even redder.

Why does it feel like he's mocking her?

Yu Guangzhong, Ji Yan, and Lin Yue looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Dr. Zhao chuckled and didn't ask any further questions.

Cen Yuan withdrew his hand, regaining his usual composure: "Go and help her with her discharge from the hospital, but don't tell anyone."

The voice paused on the last three words.

Dr. Zhao nodded: "Yes, Second Young Master."

He then handed Xu Wantang two nursing kits.

"Third Young Madam, although your wound isn't serious, it's quite large, requiring daily dressing changes for the next couple of days. However, the wound's location is rather unusual, making it difficult to treat. That's why I specifically asked the Third Young Master to help you..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wantang looked down.

The wound was located on the heel of the leg in the cast.

Normally, I could bend my leg to manage the situation, but now with the cast on, it's difficult to even lift it up, let alone bend it.

But she would never ask Cen Shichuan to help her change her dressing.

"Then I..."

Before Xu Wantang could even speak, she felt the temperature around her plummet.

She hunched her shoulders, feeling cold.

She looked up and saw that Dr. Zhao was staring at a certain spot with a cold sweat on his forehead.

Xu Wantang looked over and met Cen Yuan's cold, deep black eyes.

"Why did you stop talking?" He twirled the beads on his wrist, his voice soft.

Xu Wantang felt as if her head was about to fall off, like a bead.

She pursed her lips: "I...I'll figure it out myself."

Dr. Zhao stood up with a sigh of relief: "I'll go and help you with your discharge."

Then he quickly pushed the cart away.

Ji Yan coughed and said, "Um... I'll ask the nurse to help the Third Young Madam change her clothes. Let's wait outside."

Xu Wantang nodded: "Okay."

……

Outside.

Ji Yan hesitated in front of Cen Yuan twice.

Staring at him, she clicked her tongue and said, "Cen Yuan, I've known you for so many years, and I never knew you could be funny."

Cen Yuan's expression was extremely calm: "You've had your share of teasing people too."

Ji Yan gasped, "Can the people I tease be the same as the people you tease? Don't you know the saying, 'One should not covet a friend's wife!'"

Cen Yuan paused for a moment, then looked out the window into the distance.

His expression remained aloof and distant, but a faint sneer played on his lips.

"Yes, one should not covet a friend's wife."

"Oh right! My friend's wife... wait a minute." Ji Yan's eyes widened. "I didn't ask you to do reading comprehension for me!"