Only then did Qiao Muyuan put down the phone with confidence and replied to him with the last sentence: "Then it's up to you."

Ji Changmu:?

That's it?

Before he left the hospital, he went back to the department and sat in front of the doctor.

The doctor was getting ready to have dinner after get off work. When he saw him coming back, he asked curiously: "Sir, do you have anything else to ask?"

"My wound needs some gauze."

"No, no, no need, just apply ointment."

"I said I need it."

"I'm the doctor!" The doctor felt insulted.

"Tip." Ji Changmu took out a few banknotes.

"..."

Ji Changmu successfully wrapped a few pieces of gauze behind his back, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

He went to the restaurant to have lunch alone, then returned to Qiao Muyuan's home to rest for an hour.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't worry about him, so she slipped out of her parents' house early, knowing that he was taking a nap, and ran into the bedroom quietly.

Ji Changmu was a light sleeper and naturally highly alert. He woke up as soon as she opened the door.

"Have you had lunch? Do you miss me very much?" Qiao Muyuan said deliberately.

"Yes, I ate it." He responded dully, frowning.

"Is the wound healed? Why didn't you go to the hospital immediately last night? It delayed treatment."

"It's not just to coax you more, because I'm afraid you might be scared if you come back alone at night."

"Really? That's quite touching." Qiao Muyuan walked to him and asked, "Is the injury serious? Let me see."

"I haven't asked you yet, were you injured last night?"

"No, you know, I'm afraid of pain the most. If I had been injured, I would have screamed so loudly that the whole of New York could hear it."

Ji Changmu also knew that she was not injured. She was sitting by the window last night and was almost buried in his arms, so it was unlikely that she would be injured.

Qiao Muyuan reached out to lift his sweater, but Ji Changmu refused to let him go, frowning: "What are you doing?"

"have a look."

"What do you want to see in broad daylight?"

"What can't you show me?"

"Nothing to see."

Qiao Muyuan refused, and put her little hands on his sweater, trying to take the opportunity to lift his clothes. In fact, speaking of it, she hadn't seen him take off his clothes for a long time. She touched it last night and it felt okay.

"Qiao Muyuan, at such a young age, you insist on looking at a man's body?"

"Then if you don't show it to me, who will you show it to?"

Ji Changmu couldn't resist Qiao Muyuan's absurd reasoning.

The little girl deliberately glared at him, with an angry look on her face, as if he would never have any contact with her if he didn't show her today.

Ji Changmu, on the other hand, didn't say anything shocking. His voice was full of desire and he said lightly: "Then will you show me?"

"Rogue." Qiao Muyuan suddenly pounced on him and hit him with a pillow. He was really too shameless.

"Don't... hurt." Ji Changmu avoided her.

Only then did Qiao Muyuan realize that his back was injured, and regardless of his obstruction, he lifted up his sweater.

Ji Changmu half-assed it. He actually wanted Qiao Muyuan to see it, so he just agreed.

Qiao Muyuan saw the large and small pieces of gauze on his back at a glance, and his heart seemed to be strangled. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he swallowed harder. He was momentarily speechless and could no longer speak.

Last night, she only knew that she was safe and calm in his arms, but she didn't know that he had blocked so many disasters for her.

She gently placed her fingers on the gauze: "Does it hurt?"
Chapter completed!