Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Is he worried about me?
The words “I’m alright” remained stuck in Qin Zhi’ai’s throat as she stared into Gu Yusheng’s eyes.
Gu Yusheng frowned when he saw her stare at him without a word. Bending down, he picked her up and walked toward the beach.
By the time he’d placed her down on the reclining chair, Qin Zhi’ai finally came to her senses and looked at him once more. He had regained his usual calm expression, and the troubled look that she thought she saw seemed to have been all in her imagination.
“Thank you, Master Gu.” After Qin Zhi’ai expressed her gratitude, she realized that she seemed to be thanking him frequently over the past week. First, it was during her period and now after she’d fallen down. She didn’t want him to think she was trouble.
Qin Zhi’ai proceeded to explain herself. “I stepped on something slippery on the seafloor.”
“Mmm,” Gu Yusheng replied before his gaze landed on her knee. His brows gradually furrowed together.
Puzzled, Qin Zhi’ai followed his gaze and realized that her knee was entirely covered in blood. This is the first time she realized she’d hurt herself, and suddenly she could feel a mild sting now that she’d noticed it.
She took a closer look at her injury, which seemed to have been caused by a sharp object, perhaps a seashell. The cut was long but not deep, so it was definitely not severe.
Gu Yusheng, however, instructed her to go back to her hotel room and wash the sand off her body. He then made his way to the hotel pharmacy.
After Qin Zhi’ai finished showering, the doorbell buzzed while she was walking out of the bathroom in her robe. Gu Yusheng had returned from the pharmacy.
She rushed over and opened the door while toweling her long hair dry.
Qin Zhi’ai originally thought Gu Yusheng would hand her a medication and then leave. Instead, he made his way into the room without a word. Pointing at the sofa, he indicated that she should take a seat.
Does he plan to apply the medication? I know bosses care about their employees, but isn’t he overly concerned about me and this tiny cut?
Before Qin Zhi’ai could tactfully decline, Gu Yusheng had already gently set her down on the sofa. Kneeling on one knee, he held her injured leg and inspected her kneecap.
Upon confirming it was not as severe as he thought, he dug out an alcoholic swab from the pile of medication he’d bought.
The cut hadn’t been too painful to begin with, but the alcohol made if sting more than before, and Qin Zhi’ai’s leg began to quiver.
Noticing her reaction, Gu Yusheng became gentler and slower while wiping the cut.
Qin Zhi’ai could feel his warmth through his hand holding her calf. When his fingers occasionally grazed her skin, the sting on her cut was replaced by a tingling sensation throughout her body.
Qin Zhi’ai bit her lower lip and studied Gu Yusheng as he cleaned her cut.
With his eyes lowered, he was serious and focused.
His moves were slow and gentle, as if he were caring for a precious treasure.
In Qin Zhi’ai’s memory, she never recalled seeing Gu Yusheng being so tender.
Her thoughts drifted as she focused her eyes on him.
After he had finished applying the medication, Gu Yusheng placed a small bandage on the cut and calmly instructed her, “It would be best to avoid contact with water for the next two days to prevent an infection.”
“Okay,” Qin Zhi’ai replied. She finally came back to her senses, and that’s when she noticed that Gu Yusheng’s suit was dripping wet.
