Seeing Ye Zhi just blushing and not taking the chamber pot to pee, Gong Juechen asked in bewilderment, "Zhizhi, don't you feel the urge?"
"...Urgent." Ye Zhi squeezed out the word from between her clenched teeth. "Put it down, go out. Don't come in unless I call for you!"
"Then be careful when you get up, make sure not to strain your wound and cause it to bleed again." Gong Juechen placed the chamber pot by the bed, advising as he walked away.
After Ye Zhi finished peeing and waited for a while, she called out, "You can come in now."
Then, Ye Zhi lay sprawled on the bed pretending to be dead, not saying a word despite Gong Juechen calling her name, and kept her eyes tightly shut, though her face and ears were still red enough to drip blood.
Gong Juechen, looking at Ye Zhi in this state, felt that she was incredibly cute.
