Chapter 97
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The doctor came up with a lot of methods, but none of them could bring down Su Qianxun's fever. The young woman's delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed. It was obvious that she was in great pain. She kept muttering in her sleep. The others could not hear her clearly, but Long Sijue knew that she was saying that she was dirty.
Long Sijue had been standing in the ward the entire time. His expressionless face was extremely frightening. All the doctors in the hospital, including Zi Fan, could do nothing about Su Qianxun's condition.
When Tang Zui rushed over, he asked about Su Qianxun's condition. He then went to the bedside to take a look. He asked, "Jue, what is that chick talking about?"
"She said that she was dirty," Long Sijue replied coldly.
The doctors breathed a sigh of relief when they heard him speak. Otherwise, they would have thought that there was an exquisite ice sculpture standing there.
"All of you, leave us alone for now," Tang Zui ordered.
Everyone left the ward.
Long Sijue, Tang Zui, and Su Qianxun were the only ones left in the ward.
Tang Zui knew women pretty well. He said, "Jue, that chick might think that she's been sullied by that Li guy."
"What did you say?" Long Sijue furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at him.
"Think about it, when you went to save that chick yesterday, she was already tortured by the medicine to the point that she couldn't recognize anyone. After you saved her, she almost lost her life. She didn't know who touched her at all. She thought it was another man who touched her, so she said that."
Long Sijue looked at the young woman on the bed. Her small face was still bright red, and her eyebrows were scrunched together in pain. Her small lips were so dry and chapped because of the fever. She looked extremely pitiful.
He suddenly recalled how she had been desperately scrubbing herself in the bathroom just now. She had even crazily scrubbed her private parts with a bath ball. She had even rubbed it until it bled, yet she had kept saying that she couldn't wash it clean.
Even at night, Su Qianxun's fever did not subside. The doctors were a little puzzled. How could someone have such a persistent fever?
Long Sijue had been smoking in the corridor.
Ye Gu, who had been guarding outside the door, felt his heart clench. He really wanted to go in and take a look at Su Qianxun, but he did not have the right to do so.
…
When Long Sijue entered the ward, a young nurse was wiping down Su Qianxun's temperature with warm water.
"Get out!" Long Sijue ordered.
The nurse immediately put down the towel in her hand and left.
Long Sijue walked over to the bed and picked up the towel. He wiped Su Qianxun's face clumsily. Perhaps he used too much strength and hurt her, because the young woman was a little reluctant and avoided him.
Long Sijue furrowed his eyebrows a little. He tossed the towel aside, stood up and unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time.
Su Qianxun, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly felt the weight on her body increase. Her lips were bitten, and something wet was brushing against her dry lips over and over again. Her eyelashes trembled. She felt that the thing was very cold, and it made her feel very comfortable. She subconsciously opened her mouth and sucked it in.
Long Sijue's gaze darkened a little when he sensed the young woman's "initiative". He kissed her even harder.
It wasn't until the little lass was almost out of breath that his lips slowly moved to her ear.
"Good girl, you're clean, not dirty at all, huh?"
It was a familiar voice, a familiar aura, and a clear and clean smell of tobacco.
There was always a faint scent of lily of the valley on his body. It was her favorite scent that could penetrate deep into her soul.
"That night … it was me!"
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