Chapter 526
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Song Qingchun accepted the room card from the waiter. She stood at the door and took several deep breaths before swiping the card and pushing the door open.
Qin Yinan had booked a suite, and only the lights in the living room were on. The other rooms were open, but it was dark inside.
Su Zhinian leaned against the sofa before the window with his eyes closed.
Perhaps it was because he drank too much, but his complexion looked exceptionally pale. A few buttons on his shirt collar were undone, revealing his firm and sexy collarbone. Under the light, it reflected a glossy luster.
Song Qingchun stood at the door and studied Su Zhinian for a while before walking into the room. She closed the door softly behind her and walked toward Su Zhinian.
Just as she got close to him, he suddenly stood up from the sofa. Song Qingchun was startled and instinctively took a step back. Then, she saw Su Zhinian stumble into the bathroom beside her.
The bathroom door was open, and the sound of vomiting drifted out from inside.
Song Qingchun gripped the medicine box and wallet in her hands tightly before placing them on the coffee table and following him into the bathroom.
He did not turn on the light, so with the light from the bedroom, she could see him sprawled before the sink, vomiting like a balloon.
She quickly stepped forward and stood beside him. She raised her hand and gently patted his back.
The sound of vomiting gradually subsided, and he raised his head to look at the mirror before him. Due to the dim light, Song Qingchun could not see his eyes clearly, and she had no idea whether the man in his drunken state could recognize her or not.
He reached out to the faucet for a long time, but he could not turn it on. Song Qingchun immediately helped him.
He reached out to use the water to rinse his mouth. His fingers were shaking from the alcohol, and once his hands left the water, they were all gone.
Song Qingchun turned around to switch on the bathroom light. She grabbed a toothbrush cup, rinsed it twice, filled it with water, and passed it to Su Zhinian.
Su Zhinian accepted it in a daze, but before he could raise it to his lips, the cup slipped out of his hands and fell into the sink.
Thankfully, the toothbrush cup was made of good material, so it did not shatter.
Song Qingchun poured him another glass of water and personally raised it to Su Zhinian's lips. After helping him rinse his mouth, she helped him out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
Song Qingchun placed Su Zhinian on the bed and fed him some hangover medicine before removing his shoes and dirty clothes.
He was so drunk that he had no idea someone was looking at him, but when Song Qingchun saw his muscular chest, she still blushed. She stole a few glances before quickly pulling the cover over him.
His hand was dangling outside the bed. She picked it up and was about to place it under the blanket when she saw that his wrist was extremely red, as though he had been scalded. There was a small blister in the middle.
Song Qingchun stared at his wrist for a while before grabbing her wallet and leaving the room.
When Song Qingchun returned, Su Zhinian was already asleep. She knelt beside the bed and picked up the bottle of alcohol and band-aids that she had just bought from the pharmacy. She cleaned and bandaged the burn on Su Zhinian's wrist.
The room was unusually quiet. Song Qingchun, who was bandaged, remained kneeling on the floor. She lowered her head to look at his hand for a while before slowly turning around to look at his face.
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