Chapter 206
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Song Qingchun felt like her brain was going to explode. She stomped her feet on the floor and pulled at her hair like crazy.
Just as she was about to collapse, the door to the study was suddenly pulled open, and Su Zhinian's light voice drifted out. "Make me a cup of coffee."
"Okay." Song Qingchun stood up in a hurry and answered blankly. When she saw Su Zhinian's gaze fall on the shirt in her hands, she quickly hid it behind her back and nodded. "Okay, Mr. Su."
Su Zhinian did not say anything. He studied Song Qingchun's face for a while with curiosity and confusion in his eyes before nodding and retreating into the study.
Song Qingchun took a deep breath to suppress the agitation in her heart. She lowered her head and bit on her lips. She stared at the bloodied shirt in her hands for a long time before sneaking it back into her bedroom to hide it.
The door to the study was open, but Song Qingchun did not walk in directly. Instead, she stood at the door and knocked on it.
Su Zhinian was so focused on the document in his hands that he did not even raise his head as he said softly, "Come in."
Song Qingchun tiptoed to the table. She was about to place the porcelain cup on the table when Su Zhinian extended his hand toward her.
Song Qingchun placed the porcelain cup in his hand.
"Thank you." Su Zhinian replied in a flat tone as he placed the porcelain cup to his lips. His gaze was still on the document, and his other hand was busy scribbling on the paper with a pen.
Su Zhinian took a sip of the 'coffee' and frowned when he realized the taste was off.
Before he could say anything, Song Qingchun's gentle voice drifted over. "Mr. Su, you're injured, so you need to rest. Drinking coffee will keep you awake at night, so I've made you a glass of milk."
The tip of Su Zhinian's pen shook violently, and a long black line appeared on the document.
This was the first time since she had moved into his home that she had made a request that was contrary to his wishes.
In the past, whenever he asked her to do something, she would obediently do it. She would never mix in her own thoughts or emotions. Even when he asked her to make boiled meat slices because his stomach wasn't feeling well, she still did it. When it was time to eat, she saw him holding his aching stomach and pointing at the boiled meat slices. She didn't have any reaction and calmly picked food for him.
Song Qingchun realized Su Zhinian was silent for a long time, and she thought he was annoyed by her decision, so she added, "Mr. Su, this is Doctor Xia's order …"
"Yes." Before Song Qingchun could finish, Su Zhinian replied with a soft "hmm" and his hands returned to normal. He continued writing on the document and sipped the milk slowly like he was sipping coffee.
Song Qingchun stood where she was. When Su Zhinian stopped, she opened her mouth again. "Mr. Su, let me help you change the bandages. Doctor Xia said to change the bandages frequently in the next few days."
"Okay." Su Zhinian put down the pen in his hand and pointed behind him, signaling for Song Qingchun to come closer.
It was Doctor Xia who had changed the bandages for the first three days. Even though the wounds had mostly healed after three days, when Song Qingchun peeled back the bandages, she was still shocked by what she saw.
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