“Well, I definitely know more about marriage than you,” Luosang said.
Nian Xi fell silent for a while, then said, “Nevermind, you should go home. I understand what you’re saying.”
Jiang Yuning saw the two women exchanging a few words before Luosang left. He was a little confused, but glad. “Xixi, since she’s gone, you only have me to wipe you down.”
His eyes gave away his joy.
Nian Xi glanced at him. He added, “It isn’t appropriate to keep troubling her, either. After all, you aren’t single, and she also has a child and husband…”
“Alright, hurry up and pour me a glass of water.” Nian Xi couldn’t stand hearing his excuses anymore.
Jiang Yuning gladly walked towards the bathroom. As it was his first time, he was especially serious and careful to leave a good impression on Nian Xi.
When his eyes swept past her thigh that was wrapped in layers of bandage, he could only imagine how bloody it would be on the inside.
His heart ached.
“Why are you looking at my thigh?” Nian Xi awkwardly shifted her legs. “Is it because you think that my leg isn’t as pretty as it used to be?”
“No,” Jian Yuning hurriedly shook his head. “It doesn’t matter if it’s pretty or not. What I like isn’t your leg, but you.”
“What if I actually became a cripple?” Nian Xi asked in a low voice. “The doctor said that if it were just a few millimeters more, I wouldn’t be able to move my leg anymore.”
“I can always make a prosthetic limb for you…” Jiang Yuning said after a short pause.
Nian Xi kept quiet.
That wasn’t what she wanted to hear.
Nian Xi gritted her teeth, “Thank you, but I have enough money to make my own prosthetic limb. I don’t need you to make one for me.”
“I can make a better one,” Jiang Yuning said stubbornly.
Nian Xi sighed. That wasn’t the kind of conversation that male and female leads had in romance novels.
Jiang Yuning could tell that she became upset all of a sudden, and got a little confused. He didn’t know what was wrong with what he said, but still added, “You won’t become a cripple, and even if you do, I’ll never leave you.”
“Thank goodness he isn’t incorrigible,” Nian Xi muttered.
After wiping her down, Jiang Yuning continued to read to her. Nian Xi only fell asleep at nine o’clock that night.
Only then did his gaze move to the tulips at the bedside.
He had his eyes on that bouquet of flowers for a long time now. He had never hated tulips so much in his life. He didn’t like it when things sent by other men were this close to Nian Xi.
Weren’t they just reminding her of Feng Ji Chuan’s existence at every fleeting moment? He needed to think of a way to get rid of that bouquet.
It was a quiet and uneventful night at the hospital after that.
The next morning, Nian Xi woke up from the pain in her wound. Her head was spinning, and she felt very uncomfortable.
The moment she opened her eyes, she found Jiang Yuning leaning innocently at her bedside. His raven black hair fell over his raven black lashes, and his cheeks were squished together. He looked so gentle and quiet that she wanted to reach out and pat his head.
She didn’t hold herself back.
Jiang Yuning sat up immediately, “Xixi, are you uncomfortable anywhere?”
His eyes were still bleary, and he had dark eye circles on his fair face.
“No. Why didn’t you lie down on the bed last night?” Nian Xi said, “It is so uncomfortable to be leaning down. You could have slept on the sofa too.”
“I was worried that I would press against your wound if I lay on the bed… and if your family comes suddenly, they might be unhappy.” Jiang Yuning rubbed his eyes and realized that it was already bright outside. “Xixi, are you thirsty? I’ll get you some warm water.”
