Chapter 7
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Luo Sang blinked her eyes innocently and looked at him. Her cheeks were blushing, and she looked really innocent.
Nian Junting didn't know what to say.
He suddenly didn't know what to say. 'This woman hasn't done that before she's thirty, has she? No wonder she kept scrubbing me like a horny devil. It's so disgusting.'
However, what disgusted him even more was that he actually had a reaction to her.
'Am I … so hungry that I can't be choosy?'
He shuddered and said, "Go down and tell Sister Lan to quickly call Doctor Han over. Oh right, and …" And that bastard Xiao Si. "
"Are you not feeling well?" Luo Sang was nervous. She was worried that she might have hurt him by being too rough just now.
"It's none of your business. I told you to get the doctor, so hurry up." A slight trace of embarrassment flashed across Nian Junting's eyes, and his tone was even worse than before.
Luo Sang went downstairs to inform Sister Lan, then immediately went back upstairs. She was uneasy. She thought that Mr. Luo would probably fire her, considering how critical he was.
Whether or not she could successfully raise enough money for her tuition depended on Nian Junting's salary.
Fortunately, Nian Junting didn't throw a tantrum after she went upstairs. He just lay on the bed, motionless, with his eyes wide open. His pajamas were still unbuttoned, and his chest was exposed.
Luo Sang was worried that he might catch a cold, so she tried to put it on for him. However, before she touched his chest, he growled at her, "Don't touch me."
Luo Sang could only think of two words in her head. If he didn't let her touch him, how could she take care of him in the future? "Mr. Nian, just now … I really didn't do it on purpose," she said.
She really didn't do it on purpose, and she didn't scrub him for so long on purpose. She didn't even want to do anything to him. She was so pure and innocent that she didn't want to hurt him at all.
Nian Junting snorted, turned his handsome face to the other side, and ignored her.
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Doctor Han came quickly. He showed up in the bedroom in about twenty minutes. He was wearing a pair of glasses, and he looked elegant. Before Doctor Han could ask about his injury, Nian Junting glanced at Luo Sang and said, "You can leave."
"But … I'm your carer. I need to know about your injury so that I can take better care of you." Said Luo Sang hesitantly.
"If you don't leave now, don't ever come back again," Nian Junting warned her with a dark face. "Close the door when you go out."
Just as she was about to close the door, a figure in blue rushed up to her. "Tingting, Tingting, why did you call me here in such a hurry? Are you paralyzed?"
Luo Sang staggered and almost fell.
Tingting!
He was selling cakes.
What a disgusting and mushy title.
"I told you not to call me that," Nian Junting's angry voice suddenly came from the room. "I'll break your legs when I recover, believe it or not."
"Tingting, don't be like this. We're already familiar with each other," the man said with a cheeky smile. "I wouldn't dare to call you that if you could get up."
Luo Sang glanced at him. He looked to be about the same age as Nian Junting. He was wearing a blue suit and a pair of jeans. His facial features were sharp, and his lips were full. His teeth were white, and he looked like a man who walked out of an ink painting.
"Oh, you've changed your caretaker again," Xiao Si glanced at her casually and entered the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Luo Sang looked worried as she walked downstairs. She sincerely hoped that Nian Junting was fine.
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In the bedroom, Nian Junting was so angry that his chest was heaving. He shouldn't have called Xiao Si over.
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