Su Ningyan slowly helped him dry his upper body, walked to the wardrobe, and fetched a cotton pajama for him.
As she was dressing him, she thought to herself, "Did you spend all this money to buy me back as a decoration? Do you need me to explain what 'personal care' means?" When she was feeding him earlier, Su Ningyan had naively thought about taking good care of Uncle Zhuo.
Maybe when he got better, in consideration of her hard work, even though there was no merit in it, he might let her go?
Now, it seems, there is no hope, right?
In this world, no one has ever dared to make Zhuo Junyue put up with anything.
Zhuo Junyue was even angrier. Although he was blind now, did being with him make her feel aggrieved?
"Go and call Doctor Shao." Zhuo Junyue massaged his temples, wondering if this girl's destiny was really going to be so favored by him?
Upon hearing his words, Su Ningyan thought he was feeling unwell again and immediately dashed out of the room.
