Wen Li's face changed, and he said angrily, "Huo Yuanchen, where are you touching?"

Although she was angry, there was a hint of coquettishness in her words.

There's nothing I can do, that's just the way she speaks, I can't change it.

Huo Yuanchen glanced at her coldly and said without any emotion, "Spread your legs."

Wen Li was about to say, "Don't wipe there."

Huo Yuanchen had already said , "Don't be so pretentious. If you hurt your wound, you'll be whining for a long time again."

Wen Li blushed and opened her legs a little so that he could put his hands in to help her wipe her body.

But he was wiping too slowly. She wanted to urge him to do it, but it would feel weird to say it out loud, so she bit her lip and endured it.

When he was done, he bent over and kissed her on the forehead, then whispered in her ear, "Get well soon."

Wen Li blushed and nodded, thinking, it turns out he is still quite worried about her.

As a result, the next sentence he said in an ambiguous tone was, "I want to do it to you in the hospital."

Wen Li was silent for a while, then asked him, "Is that all you want to do with me?"

Maybe she was not in a good mood when she said this, he looked at her twice more, twisted the towel and answered her, "It's normal for me to have this kind of thought. As long as there is no physical problem, men will have this kind of thought about women."

Wen Li shook his head and said, "No. Men and women can be ordinary friends, and they don't necessarily have to think about that. It's because you don't regard me as an ordinary friend that you only think of me when you want to do that."

Huo Yuanchen reminded her in a somewhat cold tone, "You came to me first."

Wen Li felt a little sour in his nose after hearing this, and said in a muffled voice, "Can you please stop reminding me of this all the time? You know why I seduced you. I came to you because I had no other choice. If you hated me, you could have rejected me from the beginning. I'm a girl, and if you don't want to, can I force myself on you?"

Huo Yuanchen looked at her expression seriously for a moment. Seeing that she didn't look upset just because she was pretending, he took out a tissue and gave it to her.

Wen Li didn't answer and said, "You don't have to be so hypocritical."

He immediately threw the tissue away, picked up his phone and walked outside.

Wen Li asked him, "Where are you going?"

Huo Yuanchen said without even turning his head, "You have no right to control me."

Wen Li wanted him not to leave, after all, he looked so depressed, and it was clear that he would never come back. She was afraid that no one would take care of her.

But she couldn't bring herself to say that. She opened her mouth several times but no sound came out. In the end, she could only watch him close the door and leave.

She touched her face; it was cold and wet.

She was still a patient, and this was how she was treated? When he was burned, she took care of him every day, and she wanted to worship him. Although she was not meticulous, at least she was conscientious and responsible.

It's her turn, that's it?

If she had known this, she might as well have found an English-speaking nurse from the beginning, so she wouldn't have to stay in the hospital and sulk. I don't know if the doctor didn't notify her to be discharged because she was angry.

She was feeling depressed and had nowhere to go, so she simply pulled the quilt over her and went to sleep. She felt the pillowcase was wet and it hurt her eyes.

Later, she was awakened by the aroma of roast duck. She thought she was dreaming and sniffed uncomfortably, thinking that she was too pitiful, eating porridge every day was fine, but she was also stimulated by a dream, and was almost dying of greed.

It’s not that she loves roast duck so much, it’s just that she drank too much porridge and thought everything tasted delicious.

The smell of roast duck lingered around, and Wen Li kicked the quilt in anger, completely awake. When she opened her eyes, she saw Huo Yuanchen sitting opposite her, with an opened takeaway box next to him, and the aroma of roast duck wafted from there.

Hearing the sound, Huo Yuanchen pointed to the box of roast duck and said without any emotion, "This is for you."

Wen Li was stunned for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Mine?"

"Yeah." He nodded, and as if afraid that she wouldn't believe him, he pushed the roast duck towards her, "Eat it."

Wen Li sat down slowly and took a roll to eat. She recognized the logo on the roast duck box. Before going abroad, she checked the local travel guide, which introduced the Chinese restaurants here, including this roast duck restaurant, which was said to have authentic taste.

It’s just too far away. It takes two hours to drive there and back.

He just went out to buy her roast duck?

Wen Li wanted to be reserved, but she had been indifferent for too long, and she had to take bitter medicine every day. Now she was almost moved to tears when she ate roast duck after a long absence. One pancake was gone quickly, and she reached out to take the second one, but she felt embarrassed and secretly glanced at Huo Yuanchen.

As a result, he caught this little trick.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Eat it."

"Don't you want to eat?" Wen Li asked him.

"No." He pushed a box of roast duck in front of her, "It's all yours."

Wen Li felt even more embarrassed. She took a bite of the burrito and said in a vague voice, "Thank you."

"What?" He didn't hear clearly.

Wen Li swallowed the food in his mouth, cleared his throat, and said to him solemnly, "I'm sorry for what happened just now."

Actually, when you think about it, he wasn't bad to her. He accompanied her every time she had a post-operative checkup these days. Although the meals he ordered for her were not delicious, he never missed three meals a day. He even helped her with things like going to the toilet and wiping her body.

She has grown up, and except for her parents when she was a child, no one has ever taken care of her so patiently.

She reached out and gently touched Huo Yuanchen's hand, saying, "I apologize to you. Let's make peace and not quarrel anymore."

Huo Yuanchen's eyes lingered on the back of her hand for a moment, then he nodded, "Okay."

His phone lit up and a new message came in. It was Michelle Yim asking him, "Did you receive the roast duck I ordered for Wen Li?"

He glanced at the screen and didn't reply to the message.

A week later, the doctor informed Wen Li that he could be discharged. Huo Yuanchen booked a car and parked it opposite the hospital. He walked in front with his things. Wen Li was weak and walked slowly. When they were crossing the road, they were separated by a red light. He crossed, and Wen Li waited for the next green light on this side, which took about 90 seconds.

After more than fifty seconds, a rapid roar of motorcycles was heard, and several men with different hair colors rushed towards her on motorcycles, laughing arrogantly and speaking loudly in words she could not understand.

Wen Li subconsciously took two steps back. The motorcycle was going too fast and she was afraid it would hit her.

Unexpectedly, when those people passed by her, they suddenly reached out and grabbed her bag. She didn't think much at the time, and just grabbed the bag strap instinctively.

The person in the car was yelling something at her, but she couldn't understand what he was saying. She looked at him blankly, completely forgetting to let go.

Seeing that she refused to surrender, the other party's face darkened, and he suddenly took out a sharp dagger and stabbed at her.

Wen Li finally reacted and immediately let go of the hand holding the bag strap and dodged to the side. But she was too slow. The opponent was obviously an old hand, and the dagger stabbed quickly and accurately.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Wen Li watched helplessly as the dagger stabbed towards his lower abdomen.