Chapter 1228

Dongfang Jin’s voice was faint, but the matter was explained crystal clear.

The back is a dangerous place because it is out of sight, thus there is no safety.

If one wants to launch a surprise attack, it will definitely be much easier from the back than from the front.

“But, he is a doctor…” Baili Xia’s words slowly receded under Guisu’s icy gaze.

Even needing to guard against a doctor, does this guy really need to be so overly cautious?

But looking at his desolate face, NO matter how much Baili Xia wanted to say, she could only keep it to herself.

People who are overly cautious usually have had a very unpleasant past.

Even if I don’t know what kind of person Guisu was in the past, I can still guess.

I have heard some from Uncle before, their kind of training must have been inhumane.

“Even if we don’t let the doctor treat you, I still have to administer your acupuncture today, right?”

She looked at Guisu, not giving him any chance to object: “Don’t think about escaping what you owe me.”

Guisu pressed his lips together, too lazy to argue about these issues with her.

How come she doesn’t mention that he saved her today?

Doesn’t that count as a favor?

She only remembers what others owe her.

Moreover, what she was owed had already been repaid; it’s just that she stubbornly refuses to acknowledge it.

Baili Xia did not look at him, in fact, it was also because she felt too guilty.

Always clinging to a favor that no longer exists, ready to milk those few bowls of noodles to death, how shameless.

However, as long as Guisu agrees, she doesn’t care how shameless she appears.

…Under the pavilion in the hospital’s back garden, Guisu sat beside the stone table, watching Baili Xia being carried down by Dongfang Jin.

Baili Xia’s needle pack was carried with her at all times.

Recently, for the treatment of Guisu, she even asked Nangong Xu to prepare a special medicine for her; this time the medicine was to be injected along with the acupuncture.

“Does it hurt?” This was the first time she used a specially made syringe for his acupuncture.

After the needle went in, she injected the medicine into his wrist, this pain was several times more intense than just ordinary acupuncture.

“It doesn’t hurt.” Guisu’s response, after all these days, seemed to be the only answer he ever gave.

“Then I’ll continue.” She took another syringe, pricked another spot, “If it hurts, you must tell me.”

Guisu continued to look at her indifferently, silent as usual, just like every past session.

When the acupuncture session was nearly done, Baili Xia thought for a moment and suddenly said, “You could try doing some tasks with your right hand lately.”

Guisu raised an eyebrow.

His right hand, he did use it; he just wasn’t very nimble.

“I mean, do some delicate work, like embroidery, playing the piano … ahem, I mean, to practice dexterity, not necessarily these things.”

It seems she viewed Guisu as a woman; for improving dexterity, embroidery really isn’t bad.

“You could draw or write, but, make sure not to lift heavy objects, you must proceed step by step.”

Dongfang Jin stood by, from beginning to end, just watching this chattering nonstop woman without saying a word.

Guisu had glanced at him several times, but he always ignored him.

The man leaned against the pavilion’s stone pillar, his tall figure seemed indescribably casual in the wind.

His gaze locked on the girl, hardly ever leaving her; this scene as though, in his eyes, the whole world wasn’t worth one thousandth of her.

Dongfang Jin’s feelings for Baili Xia, were actually this deep.

So deep, that even a bystander like him could easily tell.