Gold Medal Sweetheart

"Special treatment for special cases, go back and lie down."

Until a few days later, Mr. Jin, who had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia, actually brought the bowls to her bed after every meal.

Tang Xin was frantic. "Jin Taize, do you have some misunderstanding about chickenpox? I'm here to recuperate, not to care for my baby. Why are you acting like you can't take care of yourself?"

I really regret getting into this thief's bed.

After a while, Jin Taize brought a bowl of tomato noodle soup with outstanding appearance to Tang Xin.

She wasn't very hungry originally, but when she saw the hot noodle soup, Tang Xin actually felt a little hungry.

As expected, after taking the first mouthful of noodles, Tang Xin's eyes lit up. Tomato and egg noodles could actually be so delicious, so she seemed to have forgotten her physical discomfort and devoted herself to eating.

Tang Xin finished the bowl of noodles in no time. She saw Jin Taize take the bowl from her hand, but he sat on the edge of the bed and didn't seem to intend to leave.

Tang Xin picked up a small medicine box and whispered, "Um, could you please step out for a moment? I need to apply some medicine."

The doctor prescribed an ointment for chickenpox, saying it could relieve skin discomfort.

"I'll wipe it for you."

Tang Xin's face flushed instantly, and she quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I can do it myself."

"When you were checked in the hospital, your back was already quite swollen. Can you do it on your own?" Jin Taize said with disdain.

Tang Xin was so stunned by his question that she couldn't say a word.

"I'm just helping you wipe your back," Jin Taize took the small ointment from her hand without giving Tang Xin any room to object.

"This isn't a good idea, after all..."

"In the eyes of doctors, there are only patients, not gender." Jin Taize interrupted her, then leaned closer with a sly, seductive voice, "Also, Teacher Tang, your body is already in this state, and you still don't forget to extend your evil claws to me."

amount……

With this said, Jin Taize seemed to be upright, while she seemed to have something to hide.

"I don't have any evil thoughts towards you, just wipe it off."

Tang Xin denied it flatly and turned over and lay down on the bed.

The man couldn't help but laugh at her stubbornness. But the moment he touched her shirt, he paused, and his breathing quickened.

Her back felt slightly cold, and although she spoke toughly, Tang Xin's cheeks were still red beyond control. In order to hide her embarrassment, she buried her head in the quilt and chose to play the ostrich.

The girl's originally fair and translucent skin was now densely covered with blister-like red rashes. Jin Taize, who was originally a little distracted, felt a sense of stagnation in his heart when he saw this shocking situation. He then drove away some of his random thoughts and his expression became serious.

As Jin Taize applied the ointment on the rashes one by one, Tang Xin felt a burst of coolness immediately wash away the dry and itchy areas. The usually evil and arrogant Young Master Jin's movements were so gentle that he looked like a little nurse. Tang Xin closed her eyes slightly in comfort.

After making sure that all the rashes had been wiped away, Jin Taize noticed that not only did she have delicate skin, but the lines of her back were also very smooth, and the cleavage in the middle showed off her girlish beauty to the fullest.

There was no movement on his back for a while. Tang Xin's voice came out from under the quilt, sounding muffled. "Are you done?"

There was a light cough behind him, and the man's slightly hoarse voice came, "Okay."

Tang Xin quickly stood up and smoothed her shirt with a blushing face.

She thought Jin Taize would tease her again, but she didn't expect him to get up from the edge of the bed. After getting up, he deliberately adjusted the hem of his home clothes, then turned around and left without saying a word.

Seeing Jin Taize's back as he left silently, Tang Xin thought with some self-blame that she was indeed petty-minded.

That night, Tang Xin slept soundly and didn't even have a dream.

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains. Tang Xin stretched and felt relaxed.

She touched her forehead and thought her fever had subsided.

Tang Xin walked to the bathroom to wash up, rubbing her messy hair. When she went to get the mouthwash cup, she looked up inadvertently and her voice rang out directly in the bathroom.