Si Moyan's eyes were deep and dark, his features tense as he spoke coldly, "You go back too!"
Wen Yan looked at the man's gloomy gaze, feeling utterly speechless inside.
[He must have some serious issues. I stay here to take care of him, and he acts like he's been greatly insulted!]
[If he pisses me off again, I'll wait until he's asleep at night and snip him into a eunuch.]
For some reason, Si Moyan felt a sudden pain down there.
Under the blanket, his legs instinctively tightened.
This venomous woman!
Good thing he could hear her inner thoughts, otherwise he'd definitely be fooled by her appearance.
Wen Yan's beautiful fox-like eyes curved slightly, her smile enchanting and alluring, "Husband, would you like some fruit?"
Si Moyan didn't want to look at Wen Yan. "No."
Wen Yan pouted her red lips, the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye lifting slightly, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Husband, tell me what I'm doing wrong and I'll change. Can't you be a little gentler with me?"
Her delicate, affected manner was like a seductive enchantress.
Si Moyan's large hand under the blanket tightened slightly into a fist.
His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously.
He turned his head away, refusing to look at the woman.
Seeing him ignore her, Wen Yan gave a light hum. As her beautiful eyes shifted, she seemed to think of something and decided not to seek more trouble.
[This dog of a man, I don't believe you won't need to pee tonight.]
[With your leg injured, you'll need someone to help you, right?]
Si Moyan, "..."
Wen Yan cut herself a plate of fruit, sat on the sofa, and started watching a drama while eating, completely relaxed and comfortable.
Time passed minute by minute. As it approached 11 PM, Si Moyan really did need to use the bathroom.
With one leg in a cast, he couldn't go by himself.
But to ask that woman for help—
Absolutely impossible!
Si Moyan stared coldly out the window.
In the quiet hospital room, only the woman's occasional laughter from watching her show could be heard.
Usually at this time, she would have been long asleep.
Staying up now, she must be waiting for him to beg her, right?
Si Moyan's thin, rosy lips beneath his straight nose were pressed into a tight line.
Another half hour passed. He couldn't hold it any longer and pressed the call button.
A young nurse ran in.
"Y-Young Master Si, do you need something?"
Si Moyan frowned. "Are there any male doctors on duty now?"
"No, only female doctors."
Si Moyan, "..."
The man who could overturn clouds and rain in the business world was now genuinely stumped.
Wen Yan glanced at the man whose eyes were gathering a dark storm.
[Pfft, hahaha! If this dog man doesn't beg me soon, tomorrow's headline will be about him bursting from a full bladder!]
Si Moyan's face turned cold and fierce. For a moment, he wished he could grind that damned woman to dust.
After waving the nurse away, he spoke with a stern yet awkward expression, "Wen Yan, help me to the bathroom."
Wen Yan stretched lazily and replied slowly, "Husband, when asking for a favor, one should have the proper attitude."
Si Moyan's jawline tightened, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Wen Yan!"
Wen Yan curved her red lips into a smile. "Alright, alright. Just say, 'Princess, please help me to the bathroom.'"
Si Moyan gritted his teeth.
She always had a way of igniting his anger.
Seeing the man remain silent, Wen Yan rubbed her flat stomach. "I'm a bit hungry. I'll go find something to eat first."
Damnable woman! She was definitely doing this on purpose!
"Princess, please help me to the bathroom!" He spat out each word almost through clenched teeth.
Wen Yan looked at the man about to explode and gave a lazy smile. "Alrighty then, the princess is here."
Wen Yan walked to the bedside, held his arm, let him lean on her shoulder, and helped him down from the bed.
Standing on one foot, most of his weight fell on her.
Their bodies pressed close together.
Wen Yan held his lean waist. Even through the hospital gown, she could feel the warmth of his skin.
The man's narrow waistline felt very defined to the touch.
[Brother's waist isn't a waist, it's the curved blade of a deadly charmer.]
Si Moyan looked at the arm wrapped around his waist. It was very slender, with fair skin and jade-like, slender fingers.
Although she was thin, she was quite strong.
Supporting his nearly six-foot-three frame, she didn't seem strained at all.
Soon, Wen Yan helped Si Moyan into the bathroom.
She blinked her fox-like eyes at him. "Husband, do you need me to help you hold... that?"
Hearing her words, Si Moyan almost lost his balance and tumbled to the floor.
Was she even a woman?
How could she be so shameless?
Si Moyan narrowed his dark, narrow eyes and, for once, didn't snap at her. "What, you want to hold it?"
Wen Yan was taken aback.
[Whoa, he didn't tell me to get out, and even flirted back?]
[He doesn't actually want me to hold it, does he? 5555, I don't want to get an eye infection.]
Si Moyan suddenly realized she was all bark and no bite.
When it came to actual action, she chickened out.
A playful glint appeared in Si Moyan's narrow eyes. "What are you still standing there for?"
Wen Yan, "..."
Can't chicken out, can't chicken out.
A man's thing... as someone with medical knowledge, it's not like she'd never seen one before.
What was there to be afraid of?
Wen Yan curved the corner of her mouth, a hint of cunning in her fox-like eyes. She freed one hand from supporting the man and suddenly swiped it across his lower abdomen.
The man's muscles abruptly tensed.
Already needing to go, he shuddered involuntarily.
"Wen—Yan!"
Wen Yan blinked innocently. "Husband, I'll really take it off for you now."
With that, her hand moved to pull down his pants.
But the next second, her fingers were firmly caught by his hand.
His palm was long, with distinct knuckles, his fingertips bearing faint calluses.
Her hand was much smaller than his. Held like this, it felt completely enveloped.
A smile spread across Wen Yan's lips.
[Rounding up, he's holding my hand.]
[Dabai, has the disgust value dropped?]
Dabai: [Host, I really want to roll my eyes at you. The man's about to burst from needing to pee, and you're hoping the disgust value drops? It's a miracle it hasn't hit a hundred and gotten you an instant death sentence.]
Wen Yan: [Wahhh, it's bad enough this dog man doesn't like me, now even the system bullies me.]
Wen Yan pulled her hand back from the man's grip and shot him a reproachful look. "Call me when you're done."
She stormed out angrily.
Watching her retreating figure, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touched the man's usually icy, handsome face.
Strange. Even with her acting like this, his level of disgust for her hadn't increased?
...
The Gu Residence.
Looking at the injured Little Ghost who had returned, Gu Beichen's eyes were full of disbelief.
[I need blood to heal my wounds.]
Gu Beichen frowned tightly. "How is Si Moyan now?"
[I need blood to heal my wounds.]
Little Ghost repeated, its eyes becoming bloodthirsty and terrifying.
Gu Beichen's handsome face turned cold. "You didn't complete the task?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Gu Beichen's neck suddenly seared with pain.
