Returning to the rented room in town, as soon as the door closed, Dong Huiying urged Liang Shujun to quickly take off his clothes.
Shujun felt somewhat uncomfortable and quite helpless.
"I'm really fine, although I did bleed a little, it's just a minor injury."
Dong Huiying paused, her gaze lingering on the cut on his face, and then she had a strange premonition.
"You..."
She asked with some uncertainty, "You're not feeling shy, are you?"
Shujun stiffened.
Dong Huiying knew she had guessed correctly.
She pressed her temples, feeling a mix of bemusement and exasperation.
"I mean, is it really necessary?"
She had seen his body before.
Shujun was also embarrassed. It wasn't that she hadn't seen his body before—when he fiercely fought with a bear on the mountain, he was badly injured, and she first stitched him up, then personally helped him change his dressings. During that time, to assess the healing of his wounds, she had even unwrapped the bandages several times.
