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After the wounds had been cleaned, the doctor helped Ji Nuan to the bathroom next door to clean her body, then changed her clothes and asked someone to borrow a hairdryer from the VIP room upstairs to dry Ji Nuanâs hair.
When Ji Nuan changed into the black shirt and went out, the doctor helped her into the consulting room while chuckling âI used to watch TV shows where the leading lady looked particularly attractive in a manâs shirt. I didnât know there was really such kind of girl in real life. The shirt looks great on you. Hey, isnât that guy your boyfriend?â
âI told you my husband died many years ago. How dare any man marry me? Boyfriend? No. Iâve been single for more than three years,â Ji Nuan said casually.
The doctor helped her to sit on the couch and examined her wound. âGirl, when did you get married? You look quite young.â
âTwenty.â Ji Nuan smiled. âNow, Iâm twenty-four.â
âOh, so your husband died three years ago?â
âYes, three years,â Ji Nuan said calmly.
The doctor hesitated and turned to look at the man who had been waiting for them in the consulting room.
Mo Jingshen stood in front of the consulting room, facing out the window. Hearing their conversation, he didnât look back.
The doctor coughed and went on. âThatâs really a pity. Youâre still so young, and you should move on. It has been three years, and you should consider finding a new man to fall in love with and marry. You still have a life to live...â
Ji Nuan nodded seriously. âExactly, I should find a new man to fall in love with and marry.â
The man at the window turned around. âDid you get yourself clean?â
Ji Nuan ignored him, and the doctor said all smiles, âYes, yes. She has dried her hair, but itâs a hospital, so she couldnât clean her body thoroughly. Sheâs still smelling of wine and will have to take a long bath when she gets back.â
Mo Jingshen came up to her, only to see Ji Nuan wearing his shirt. The length of the shirt was right at the bottom of her thigh, and as long as she walked normally, she wouldnât show any other body parts.
One sleeve of the shirt was rolled up high, and there were several coils of white gauze around her arms and around her calves. Other than that, Ji Nuan didnât seem to have any other injuries and was in good shape.
âDoes she need to go to the hospital to change her dressing?â
âNo, her injuries were not particularly serious. Her wounds have been disinfected and dressed. Let someone help her while she is taking a bath these days. If her wounds stay dry, sheâll be all right in two days. Take it easy. These are just cuts and bruises. Be careful not to leave scars on her skin. Otherwise, itâll be a pity for such a beautiful girl to have scars.â
No longer listening to the doctorâs nagging, Mo Jingshen withdrew his gaze and came up to hold Ji Nuanâs uninjured arm to support her, asking, âCan you walk?â
Ji Nuan was wearing a pair of slippers that the doctor had given her.
âYes.â Ji Nuan said, trying to take her hand away from his.
But as if not seeing or feeling her struggle, Mo Jingshen helped her outward.
Under the doctorâs enthusiastic and earnest gaze, Ji Nuan said nothing more. As soon as they walked out of the consulting room, she tried to withdraw her hand. âThanks, CEO Mo. I wonât trouble you. I can walk myself.â
Mo Jingshen just took a cool and placid glance at her, not letting go of her hand. He helped her into the elevator, but still didnât let go of her hand.
Seeing him pressing the button of the elevator with one hand while holding her arm with the other, Ji Nuan tried to shake off his hand again. âLet go of my hand.â
Mo Jingshen turned around and coldly looked at her. âDonât move if you donât want to be carried out.â
Ji Nuan tried her best to keep her temper and said calmly, âCEO Mo, thank you very much for helping me today. If you hadnât put your coat over me in the banquet hall, people would have seen me in that mess. And thank you for taking me to the hospital, but Iâm all right now. The doctor has said they were just cuts and bruises. You donât have to support me, let alone carry me up, OK?â
When the elevator stopped on the first floor, Mo Jingshen didnât respond and led her out.
Ji Nuan was in slippers, but they were not hers and didnât fit her feet, so she did not walk very steadily. She stumbled along with him all the way out. There were many doctors, patients, and patientsâ family members on the ground floor that she tried to keep quiet and not to draw attention to her.
She was taken to his car outside the gate of the hospital. Ji Nuan looked at the black Ghost that was the same as three years ago, remembered how he carried her out of the car when they came just now, and couldnât help taking a step back.
Noticing her movement, Mo Jingshen took an indifferent glance at her.
âIâll take a taxi myself. I wonât trouble you, CEO Mo.â Ji Nuan didnât look at him and still tried to take her hand out from his.
âJi Nuan, you know Iâm going to lose my temper, donât you? Get in the car, OK?â
He grabbed her wrist, not letting her go. He didnât clench her hand hard, so it didnât hurt, but she just couldnât get her hand out.
A cold gleam flickered across Ji Nuanâs eyes. âNo, I donât.â
Mo Jingshen paused, but then without another word, he just opened the car door and gestured her with his eyes to go up and stop dawdling.
Ji Nuan didnât want anything to do with him. Although they met many times, she just thought they met by accident. Today, her mind was blank when he carried her out of the banquet hall in public, so she didnât refuse him. It would be improper for her to refuse him on that occasion.
But now she didnât seem to have any reason to get into his car.
She remained silent for a moment and said, âLast time I saw that Bugatti, so I thought you had a new car. After all, it has been many years. I didnât expect you are still using this Ghost.â
Knowing that she was trying to change a topic and shift his attention, Mo Jingshen didnât respond but gently yet firmly pushed her into the car.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ji Nuan was about to stand up from the copilot seat, he held on to her seat belt, which was half pulled out, looked down at her cold and reluctant face, and said in a commanding tone, âJust sit.â