Chapter 49 — Come Find Me Tomorrow: Begging for Recommendation Votes, Begging for Collections! Thank You!
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Feeling the warmth of Guan Xin's hand, little Wei Zhao could not help but lift up his head. Guan Xin, having accidentally brushed against Wei Zhao, was already so shy that she instinctively lowered her head for fear he might see her face; her head was bent very low at that moment. And then... tragedy struck.
Just as little Wei Zhao stiffened, he poked straight into the tip of Guan Xin's nose...
"Ah!" Guan Xin could not hold back a startled cry at last and sprang quickly to her feet. But by now she was already so ashamed that she could not lift her head...
Wei Zhao looked at Guan Xin like this and felt a bit helpless too. Who told you to touch "him"? he thought to himself. But since it had already happened, all he could do was say awkwardly, "Sorry... I couldn't help myself..."
Hearing Wei Zhao apologize to her first, Guan Xin instead felt a little uneasy. In fact, Guan Xin knew very well that Wei Zhao had been quite well-behaved before; it was only after she had unintentionally touched him that he had the physical reaction. When all was said and done, it was she who was to blame.
"It's not your fault... As a nurse, I shouldn't be bothered by such things. It was my own thoughts that were a bit impure..." Guan Xin hastened to explain. If it had been anyone else, Guan Xin would probably not have been nearly so kind; she would have slapped him long ago. But Wei Zhao was different—he was her lifesaver. Instinctively, Guan Xin was filled with guilt over the gunshot wound on his body, believing that he had taken the bullet for her sake, and that was why she was so gentle with him.
"He's... calmed down..." Wei Zhao pointed at his lower body with a hint of self-mockery, and then said awkwardly, "We can continue now..."
"Mm..." Guan Xin nodded, and setting aside the earlier awkwardness, carefully changed Wei Zhao's dressing.
"Hiss..." The gauze had adhered to part of the wound, and the tearing sensation made Wei Zhao grit his teeth.
"The wound is healing really nicely—it's hard to believe the surgery was only yesterday." Guan Xin looked at the injury on Wei Zhao's leg with some amazement.
"Mm, my skin heals easily," Wei Zhao explained. He certainly could not say it was because he had been cultivating the Xuanyuan Dragon-Steering Art.
With the dressing changed, both of them looked a little embarrassed. In the end, it was Guan Xin who smiled generously and said, "Come back in three days for another change—just come straight to me."
"Mm..." Wei Zhao nodded, and made his escape from the surgical treatment room as if fleeing. It was only when he had run all the way downstairs that he let out a sigh of relief. How mortifying today had been.
Uncle Qing had been waiting for Wei Zhao in the car the whole time. Wei Zhao had not let him go upstairs earlier, because he could move around completely without difficulty now, so he did not want to put Uncle Qing to any trouble.
"Dressing changed?" Seeing Wei Zhao come out of the hospital, Uncle Qing opened the car door and asked.
"Mm, it's done." Wei Zhao nodded. "But I'll still have to come back for the next dressing change. We'll see how the wound is healing—coming every other day is fine too."
Actually, what Guan Xin was thinking was this: she happened to have the next day off, so she had wanted Wei Zhao to come the day after. But she was afraid his wound might worsen, so she let him decide after seeing how it healed.
Wei Zhao thought of the awkwardness from the dressing change just now and truly did not dare to come a second time. This feeling of being able to look but not touch really was not pleasant at all.
"I got in touch with Mr. Gu and told him about what happened yesterday." Uncle Qing started the engine and said to Wei Zhao.
"What did Mr. Gu say?" Wei Zhao asked at once.
"Mr. Gu said he would rush back right away, and that everything would wait until he returned," Uncle Qing said. "Still, Mr. Gu said he already had a vague idea who did this."