Chuzheng used hot water to clean the area around his wound, then re-applied the medicine and bandaged it again.
Bei Chi could do nothing but glare at her.
If anyone were to see this scene, who knows what indescribable thoughts they might have.
However, Chuzheng was merely cleaning his body and reapplying medicine, nothing more.
After completing this, Chuzheng pulled his clothes down to cover him properly and untied the ropes binding him.
Bei Chi spat out the towel stuffed in his mouth, curled his legs, and huddled himself away to the side.
Murmuring a few indistinct 'huh huh' sounds, it's unclear if he was cursing her.
"Not coming over to sleep with me?"
"Huh!" No!
He has his dignity too!
"Fine then." Chuzheng couldn't be bothered to deal with him, taking good care of him still, yet he throws a tantrum; oh how impressive.
A minute later.
Zombie Mr. pathetically leaned against the seat and wedged himself into Chuzheng's embrace.
