The family doctor looked at Lu Lingche helplessly, as she had no way to continue as the patient was restless.
Lu Lingche moved forward, avoiding her wound and held her down, "Don't move, we're applying the medicine."
"I don't need it! You're pretending to be a good person, let go of me!"
Despite her protest, Lu Lingche held her, signalling the doctor to administer the medicine.
The doctor worked deftly, applying the medicine and then wrapping Qiao Yin in layers of gauze.
Only then did Qiao Yin notice that her top had been fully removed.
She repositioned herself face down again.
Having completed her work, the doctor left the medicine, gauze behind, and left hastily.
It wasn't that the doctor was unprofessional, it was just that Lu Lingche's commanding presence was too intense. Working in front of him was agonizing and required careful effort.
The atmosphere in the bedroom turned cold.
Qiao Yin, in pain, broke out in a cold sweat, not wanting to say a word to Lu Lingche.
