Leng Chuanjin's wound on his hand hadn't fully healed yet, so he needed to change the gauze every day.
Although Xia Sanghuan was a bit dissatisfied with his attitude in her heart, she could still tell the difference between major and minor matters.
She got the tools ready and headed to the study.
Just as she was about to push the door open, Xia Sanghuan stopped at the door.
Thinking of this man's consistent rules, she forced a smile on her lips, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.
After getting Leng Chuanjin's response, she rolled her eyes secretly in her heart and pushed the door open.
"Don't do so much work for now. Put down what you're doing and sit on the lounge chair."
As soon as she entered the door, Xia Sanghuan said to Leng Chuanjin in an unquestionable tone.
She had always been like this when treating patients.
As a result, when she saw Leng Chuanjin, she blurted out these words subconsciously.
Surprise flashed across Leng Chuanjin's face.
He smiled. "You little girl. You're so young, but your way of speaking is so old - fashioned."
"No, I'm just used to it." Xia Sanghuan reacted and quickly changed her words.
As if to cover up her embarrassment, she quickly stepped forward with the medicine box and took out the gauze from it.
"Get it done quickly. I still need to apply medicine later."
Leng Chuanjin thought of the wound on her leg. His eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand and placed it flat on the table.
The scar on his arm was soaked with medicine. The dark - red blood was stained with the white ointment, looking shocking.
Guilt welled up in Xia Sanghuan's heart unconsciously. She skillfully removed the blood - soaked gauze.
When she wrapped the new white gauze around, her movements involuntarily became much gentler.
Leng Chuanjin lowered his eyes slightly.
Her gentle touch landed on his arm like a feather, light but making his heart itch.
It was so itchy that it seemed to drill a hole in his heart.
The girl hung her head. Her soft hair also drooped softly and fell on the table.
A few strands of her hair accidentally touched Leng Chuanjin's hand as the girl moved.
There was an itchy feeling on the touched skin.
Leng Chuanjin had never had such delicate emotions before. He pursed his thin lips and turned his gaze to the side to distract himself.
He slightly deflected his arm.
Xia Sanghuan didn't notice.
It was inconvenient to bend over, so she casually grabbed a stool and sat down, much shorter than Leng Chuanjin.
When applying the medicine, she inevitably had to touch him.
The ointment on her fingertips was gently applied to Leng Chuanjin's arm.
Feeling the strong muscles on the man's arm, Xia Sanghuan's face flushed.
Her face was so red that it was probably even brighter than the red clouds behind her.
She didn't know if it was because it was too hot or something else, but her heart started to beat faster again.
Xia Sanghuan's gaze wandered. She quickly accelerated the speed of applying the medicine, as if trying to cover something up.
Their gazes wandered around the room. Neither of them looked at the other.
As a result, they didn't notice the unusual expressions on each other's faces.
"Okay. Remember not to let the wound get wet." Xia Sanghuan subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
She finally finished applying the medicine to Leng Chuanjin, although she felt that this time had been so long.
The temperature on her face gradually returned to normal.
Leng Chuanjin responded with a slightly unnatural movement.
He quickly regained his usual expression, even colder than before. "You can go back and apply medicine first."
It was the same old aloofness.
The accelerated beating of Xia Sanghuan's heart also returned to normal because of his cold words.
She slightly flattened the corners of her mouth.
He was still as cold to her as before.
It seemed that taking care of her was just a duty he had promised the Fu family.
Thinking of this, the budding seed in Xia Sanghuan's heart was immediately nipped in the bud by reality.
She didn't say anything more. She picked up the medicine box and ran out of the study.
Leng Chuanjin placed his hands on the table.
There were a myriad of thoughts in his eyes, but he couldn't understand the most special one among them.
For the rest of the day, Xia Sanghuan stayed in her room all the time.
She only silently came to the dining room when it was time for meals.
Leng Chuanjin always arrived at the dining room one step ahead.
When he saw Xia Sanghuan, his expression changed slightly.
He hesitated for several times in his heart.
If someone knew that he would hesitate when getting along with a little girl, they would probably be greatly surprised.
This man was the Shura in the business world that everyone tried to avoid. He was decisive and never hesitated about anything.
Yes, now he was hesitating when facing a little girl.
"What's wrong with you? Why didn't you have breakfast this morning?"
With so many words stuck in his mouth, soon, Leng Chuanjin only asked one question.
All the concerned words that naturally formed in his heart were thrown away.
Xia Sanghuan looked listless. She replied slowly, "It's nothing. I just don't have much of an appetite."
The atmosphere between the two of them was very stiff.
Thinking of what Fu Qingshi had said on the phone this morning, Leng Chuanjin frowned slightly.
"If you have anything unhappy, you can tell me."
His tone softened a little.
Xia Sanghuan looked up at him. "What's wrong with you? Did my elder brother say something to you?"
She guessed right at once.
Leng Chuanjin didn't deny it. He nodded. "Yes, Fu Qingshi did ask me to comfort you more."
He sighed slightly. "You can treat me as an elder brother. You can tell me anything."
"I don't want to be your younger sister."
On an impulse, Xia Sanghuan blurted out this unclear sentence.
After saying that, seeing the surprise in Leng Chuanjin's eyes, she reacted later.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Her face became hotter and hotter.
It wasn't the kind of shyness, but the shame of having her secret exposed.
The girl's secret was laid bare in front of the man.
Xia Sanghuan stood there blankly, looking at Leng Chuanjin for a long time.
Suddenly, her eyes welled up with tears. As if something had awakened her in her heart, she turned around and ran into her room in big steps as if to cover up.
As soon as she closed the door, Xia Sanghuan threw herself on the bed.
The sound of her own voice just now seemed to still be echoing in her ears.
Who wants to be your younger sister...
There were already tears on the quilt she was holding. Without any warning, Xia Sanghuan shed tears.
As a result, she didn't hear the knocking on the door.
Xia Sanghuan cried silently.
What kind of attitude did she really have towards Leng Chuanjin?
She didn't know.
She had never understood the girl's fluttering heart, nor had she ever experienced the sweet feeling of love.
She only knew that when facing Leng Chuanjin, she was completely her true self.
Taking into account her identity as the young miss of the Fu family, her image outside was well - behaved and dignified.
But they didn't know that she was also a carefree and bold girl when she was on Qingshan Slope.
Probably only in front of Leng Chuanjin did she show all her true emotions.
What was this? An exception?
But Xia Sanghuan quickly thought of Leng Chuanjin's coldness.
The glimmer of hope in her heart was instantly shattered.
He just regarded her as a younger sister.
"I won't let him take advantage of me." Xia Sanghuan turned over and said dejectedly.