Dressed as a big boss Bai Yueguang, God does not allow salted fish to lie down

He only thought of her because of the medicine, so it was just her wishful thinking.

Forget it, there's nothing to do at home, so I might as well go to the clinic to help. Just like Yue'er said, helping others is healing myself.

The next day, Wang Wenjun dressed simply, after all, she was going to the clinic, not shopping.

After getting off the carriage, Wang Wenjun walked into Renxin Hall for the first time. This was Yue'er's hard work and also his career.

After entering, a medical practitioner who had studied in Zhongli recognized Wang Wenjun and led her to the meeting room in the back hall to sit for a while. Shen Nanxing was removing stitches from a patient.

Wang Wenjun walked over quietly and saw Shen Nanxing carefully cut the thread ends and gently pulled it away from the skin.

She recalled the time when he helped her remove stitches in Zhongli, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

After Shen Nanxing finished dealing with it, he turned around and saw that Wang Wenjun had arrived.

His heart trembled, and he said as calmly as possible, "Come with me."

Wang Wenjun followed Shen Nanxing. It was only a short distance, but she felt unbearable in every pore of her body.

After entering a ward, Shen Nanxing bolted the door for fear that someone might accidentally break in.

The moment Wang Wenjun saw him bolt the door, her heart started beating faster and her face turned even redder.

She didn't know what he was going to do, but the action was very misleading.

"How is the wound? I want to check it. I bolted the door in case other patients come in." Shen Nanxing tried to keep his tone steady.

"It's already healed, no need to check!"

Wang Wenjun quickly refused, as she had never been able to resist him.

The person she thought about day and night, especially the fact that they had already had physical contact, if she checked there herself, she was afraid she would not be able to control herself...

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become more capable and have even learned to answer questions quickly." Shen Nanxing narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Wenjun.

"Be obedient, I suspect your wound has split open."

Shen Nanxing looked at her seriously and said, "I'll just check it out."

Wang Wenjun felt even more embarrassed when he looked at her directly; his words seemed to carry some kind of temptation.

Shen Nanxing pulled the curtain habitually, and Wang Wenjun began to slowly undress with his hands. It was ancient people's clothes, so it was a bit slow to untie them.

Time passed slowly, as if she was about to do something.

The small space behind the curtain made her heart beat wildly and her cheeks flushed, and she didn't dare to look at him.

After taking off the last piece of clothing, Wang Wenjun asked, "Do you want to see my belly?"

"Look!" He wanted to confirm where the crack was.

This girl wouldn't tell anyone when she was hurt. He didn't know if it was because she was afraid of him or because of the gender differences.

But he had to make sure that she was healed now. After all, it was him who caused the wound, and he had to be responsible for her.

Wang Wenjun made up her mind and lifted up her inner garment, "Look."

Shen Nanxing then turned around to look at the wound. The fresh pink wound had healed well, and the other side was also fine. There was no sign of a rupture on the stomach.

Shen Nanxing pondered, wondering why there was no sign of cracking.

Or are there new wounds?

When he raised his eyes, Wang Wenjun's face was red as if blood was about to drip out.

I've never seen her so shy when changing the dressing before.

No, I was shy before, but I didn’t pay much attention to it at that time.

Looking at it this way, I am really shy.

Shen Nanxing also felt that the space was a bit cramped and suffocating.

He turned away and asked, "Are you injured anywhere else?"

"Yes." Wang Wenjun said, trying to remain calm.

Shen Nanxing asked hurriedly, "Where is it?"

"Here!" Wang Wenjun was pointing at the heart. Shen Nanxing thought that her left breast had been cracked, so she turned around, bent down, and carefully checked her left side, not leaving out a single spot, and searched carefully.

Wang Wenjun sensitively noticed that his breath was warm.

"You lied to me, the recovery here is very good." Shen Nanxing squinted at her, guessing what she meant.

"Okay if you say it's okay, is there anything else?" Wang Wenjun suddenly felt that this person was a piece of wood. He was angry but had nowhere to vent.

She was the one who provoked this person, but she did it without anyone noticing. Even the real owner himself didn't know. She was defeated miserably before the battle even started.

She was a little depressed and put on her clothes quietly, not caring about her social death or her sense of shame as a woman.

When Shen Nanxing saw her expression, his heart ached slightly.

Somehow, he started to say, "I am a man, and it is indeed not polite for me to examine you like this. But I cannot ignore your wound. It is better not to trouble two people for one thing. After all, I am also one of your surgeons."

If you are afraid of me or don't want me to check you can tell me. I just think you may not want other healers to check your body either."