Han Luoli lay on the hospital bed, and glancing sideways, she saw the girl staring intently at Shen Minghan's medical box. She chuckled softly in her heart, curved her lips, and said to Shen Minghan with understanding, "She has a scar from an appendectomy on her stomach, can you share some of that magical ointment for my wife too?"
Um...Han Luoli!
Gu Xiaoer's face flushed red in an instant, with an expression that said "you're the only one who knows, you're the only one who talks too much," and she glared at Han Luoli fiercely.
Why speak so frankly, and to call each other with such intimacy in front of someone else... She now felt too embarrassed to even face Brother Minghan, okay?
Shen Minghan looked at the couple with amusement, not interrupting their interaction, and continued what he was doing with his hands.
Layer by layer, as the last layer of gauze was unwrapped, the large burns on the man's skin were revealed. They had been very carefully treated, but the sight was still shockingly horrific.
"Da Luoluo..." Even though she had been mentally prepared, she still couldn't help shaking at the sight. How much pain must he have been in at that time, she could even see the imprint of the wardrobe seared into his skin, clear and profound. Her throat became instantly tight and uncomfortable, as if choked with a wad of cotton, painfully oppressive.
"Didn't I say everything is fine, Baby? Shen Minghan will take good care of me," he said as he stretched out his hand to grasp the girl's tightly clenched fist, his gentle palm warming her up, comforting her softly.
"Does it hurt..." She trembled, not daring to touch him, fearing that her touch would only make his pain worse.
"It would probably hurt more if it happened to you," Han Luoli tugged at his lips lightly, as if the frightening injuries on his back didn't weigh on his mind. In fact, during his time in the team, he had experienced too many such incidents.
Gu Xiaoer scolded him angrily and tearfully, unaware of the severity of Han Luoli's injuries, surprised that he had still had the strength to do "that kind of thing" earlier.
Was he crazy or just too excited?
Should she also be thankful for the fire, for allowing them to find a deeper connection with each other?
Shen Minghan's ointment was very mild and felt comfortable and cool on the skin, with very little irritation. But even so, fine sweat appeared on Han Luoli's forehead. Needless to say, he was enduring the pain, his appearance once again causing Gu Xiaoer's heart to ache.
Luckily for them, Shen Minghan's skilled hands quickly and neatly redressed the wounds, then rolled back to his office. He certainly wasn't as idle as these two people now!
After Shen Minghan left, Gu Xiaoer suddenly thought of a very serious problem.
"Da Luoluo, we are staying in a VIP ward!" she said, running to the ward door and staring blankly at the large VIP sign above it.
"Yes, so? What about it?" he replied with an indifferent tone.
"We can't afford it! A VIP ward must be so expensive per day, we simply can't afford it. Da Luoluo, an ordinary ward is just fine for us to stay in, let's go and talk to Brother Minghan to switch rooms," she pleaded as she ran towards the dignified man sitting quietly on the couch, seeking his opinion in distress.
An ordinary ward? Han Luoli frowned, scoffing at the idea, thinking, how he could take advantage of his wife if they stayed in a room with several other people.
He kept his composure and said very seriously, "It's the off-season for the hospital now, the VIP wards are discounted, it's not a problem."
"Eh, can they also be discounted?"
"Of course. Besides, with two people staying in one ward, don't we save the cost of an extra bed?" he continued, seriously making up the story.
"You have a point there!" she agreed, completely unaware that she was being led astray by his words.
After eating lunch in the afternoon, the two of them were so idle in the ward that they could go stir-crazy.
Used to being busy, Gu Xiaoer felt uncomfortable suddenly having nothing to do. She looked at Han Luoli and then at Sister Sun, who was busying herself. Suddenly, a spark of excitement lit up in her eyes, eager as she proposed, "Da Luoluo, Sister Sun, let's play a game of Fight the Landlord together!"