Chapter 543
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Luo Sang was speechless.
"I remember that you couldn't stand me carrying you. Besides, you only have a sprained ankle now. It's not like you can't move both of your legs."
"Really?" Nian Junting blinked. "I forgot about that."
"…"
How badly do you want to be carried in a princess hug?
Nian Junting propped himself up with the support of his wheelchair, then hopped onto the bed and lay down. Then, he called out to Luo Sang, "Hurry up and get me some water."
Luo Sang shook her head and walked into the bathroom. She fetched a basin of warm water, then wrung out a towel and handed it to him. "Mr. Nian, let me remind you again. You only sprained your ankle. Your hand is fine. Wipe it yourself. You didn't hurt your spine. Don't look like you're disabled."
Nian Junting was speechless.
He suddenly felt so upset. All he wanted now was to be taken care of by her.
"My hand hurts." A while later, he raised his right hand. "I had an IV yesterday and today. My hand hurts so much that I can't exert any strength."
"…"
Luo Sang didn't know what to say.
That was such a shameless excuse.
Did she think that her brain had been hit by a car?
"I don't feel well anyway. I don't want to move." Nian Junting decided to stay in bed. "If you don't help me, I won't shower or wash my face or feet. The doctor said that I need at least a week to recover."
Luo Sang didn't know what to do. Seeing that he was touched by Lu Kang's words, she had no choice but to fulfill his wicked request and help him wipe his body.
She was familiar with these things because she had taken care of him in the past. However, she felt even more embarrassed when she saw him like that again.
The man shamelessly rubbed his forehead and said, "What should I do? My little Tingting was woken up by you again. You're as disobedient as ever."
Luo Sang's face turned red as she tried to wipe his body.
He cried out in pain. "Be gentle."
Luo Sang rolled her eyes at him.
"Wipe it clean," he said.
Luo Sang wiped his body again, then helped him put on his pants.
Nian Junting immediately raised his head and said, "You can't do this. You have to put out the fire, or I'll feel terrible."
"Aren't you asking too much?" Luo Sang's pretty face was blushing under the light. "I remember that you used to be able to handle everything with a straight back then."
Nian Junting clenched his teeth and sighed. "I was young back then. I could handle anything. Now I'm old."
"Yes, I am, but that was last year." Luo Sang was speechless.
"I was only 29 last year, but I'm going to be 30 this year." Nian Junting looked at her and said, "Sang, I feel terrible. You've been ignoring me for almost 20 days. If you don't comfort me soon, I'm going to lose it again. I have a mental illness. The doctor said that if you hold it in for too long, it's easy for it to relapse."
Luo Sang asked, "Which doctor said that?"
"Hmm … a person called Doctor Nian said it."
Luo Sang burst into laughter. She was speechless.
However, she couldn't bear to see him like this.
Biting her lips, she stroked it with a flushed face.
Her fingertips were warm. Nian Junting couldn't help but tremble the moment she touched his skin.
This was the most wonderful thing in life.
After a while, he let out a muffled groan.
Luo Sang's face turned red as she wiped his face again.
When she was done, she asked, "Mr. Nian, are you satisfied with my service?"
Nian Junting's body tensed up. Little Tingting, who had just stopped, stood up again.
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