After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

"Go back and tell your boss that this deal will cost extra."

Granny Huang fell silent.

After a long silence, she respectfully said, "This matter should be discussed with the master personally by Young Master Lan."

"Heh." Lan Tingzhou scoffed softly and closed his eyes.

That man has always been stingy; if you want an extra piece of pastry from him, it will take him ages to grind ink for you.

Just then, Gan Cai'er came in carrying a basin of bright green herbal juice.

Seeing this, Granny Huang said, "Madam is applying medicine to the young master, so this old servant will take the Eighth Young Master out first. We are in the next room. If Madam needs anything, just call this old servant."

After saying that, she led Du Ke to the next room.

Lan Tingzhou lay face down on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his face as pale as snow, a stark contrast to his blood-soaked back.

Gan Cai'er felt a pang of heartache in her chest. She quickly stepped forward, placed the basin she was carrying on the bedside table, and then picked up the scissors given to her by the old doctor, carefully beginning to clean Lan Tingzhou's wound.

Some of the blood had dried, sticking Lan Tingzhou's clothes tightly to his flesh. With a little force, Gan Cai'er caused the slightly congealed wound to burst open again, and beads of blood kept gushing out.

Gan Cai'er was hesitant and unsure of what to do.

As if sensing her hesitation and embarrassment, Lan Tingzhou opened his eyes and calmly looked at her.

"It's alright, just go ahead and do it."

"Oh."

Seeing Lan Tingzhou say this, Gan Cai'er gritted her teeth, picked up a piece of fabric, and ripped it off with a "whoosh".

"Sigh~~~"

A sudden, unbearable cry of pain escaped Lan Tingzhou's throat, and his handsome brows and eyes twisted in agony.

Gan Cai'er immediately let go of her hand.

“There’s no need to be so harsh…” Lan Tingzhou took a deep breath and said with difficulty.

This can't go on. I can't clean the wound without tearing the clothes off, but forcibly tearing them seems really painful?

Gan Cai'er glanced at the anesthetic solution the doctor had given her.

The doctor instructed that anesthetic juice was extremely rare, so it had to be used sparingly. Before using it, the wound had to be cleaned thoroughly and sprayed with strong liquor before applying it.

But with this level of pain, it's estimated that even without anesthetic, Lan Tingzhou would be able to pass out from the pain.

Gan Cai'er didn't care about how difficult it was. Without saying a word, she picked up a clean cotton cloth, dipped it in anesthetic, and poured it over Lan Tingzhou's wound.

As a result, Lan Tingzhou's tense shoulders and back relaxed to the naked eye.

Gan Cai'er breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the scissors and began to cut Lan Tingzhou's clothes little by little.

Lan Tingzhou's breathing gradually calmed down, and Gan Cai'er's hands also steadied. This time, the clothes were cut open smoothly.

Then, she took the strong liquor the doctor had given her and quietly smeared it on Lan Tingzhou's body. Lan Tingzhou remained lying quietly, showing no reaction.

It seems the anesthetic really works. Gan Cai'er nodded to herself. Then, she relaxed and picked up a cotton cloth to carefully clean Lan Tingzhou's wound.

Before long, Gan Cai'er had cleaned Lan Tingzhou's entire back thoroughly.

Lan Tingzhou's skin was extremely white, like the finest mutton fat jade, and felt warm, smooth, and wonderful to the touch.

The short, bloody gash below his shoulder blade resembled a blood-red crack seeping into flawless white jade, revealing an indescribable fragility and coldness.

Gan Cai'er's heart was filled with pity, and her movements became even gentler.

Slow, light, and gentle, like a cool breeze.

After the burning pain subsided, Lan Tingzhou gradually began to experience another strange feeling.

It felt like an itch, a numbness, and a slight tingling sensation.

This feeling, little by little, accumulated and slowly became an unbearable torment.

Lan Tingzhou's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

"Hurry up," he said through gritted teeth.

"But did I hurt you again?" Gan Cai'er paused in applying the medicine. She lowered her voice and coaxed, "Then I'll be gentler. Just bear with it."

"It'll be ready in a little while."

Lan Tingzhou felt he was about to reach his limit.

"It doesn't need to be too light, a bit heavier is fine too." Lan Tingzhou pursed his lips.

Should she be heavier?

Gan Cai'er gave Lan Tingzhou a strange look, thinking to herself, "Is this man delirious from the pain?"

She tentatively reached out and poked his lower back hard.

This poke was like turning on a switch.

Lan Tingzhou groaned, his body suddenly tensing, the muscles in his shoulders and arms bulging. The wounds on his back reopened. A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his smooth back instantly became covered with a fine layer of sweat, staining the blood that had just flowed out and winding down his spine.

Gan Cai'er panicked immediately. She couldn't help but curse herself. How could she have lost her mind and actually hit someone so hard?

"Why is she bleeding again? And sweating so much! I need to get a doctor."

"do not go."

Lan Tingzhou grabbed her.

"Are you alright?" Gan Cai'er reached out to touch Lan Tingzhou's forehead.

Lan Tingzhou remained silent, simply staring at her with unspoken restraint in his eyes.

Gan Cai'er was puzzled by his gaze and stared at him blankly.

When she finally understood the meaning in his eyes, she was shocked! She abruptly shook off Lan Tingzhou's hand and pointed at him in disbelief.

"You, you're still injured!!"

"Yes, I'm injured."

Lan Tingzhou stared at her intently.

You're still bleeding!

"I know."

"Lan Tingzhou, do you have a death wish?!" Gan Cai'er was so angry that she wanted to smash things and hit someone.

"This injury is not enough to kill me." Lan Tingzhou lowered his eyes, reached out and grasped Gan Cai'er's fingertips.

"Nannan, please help me." His voice was hoarse, filled with a heavy sense of suppression.

"You beast!!" Gan Cai'er cursed angrily.

“Yes, I’m a beast,” Lan Tingzhou said softly.

Then, without any room for argument, he pulled Gan Cai'er's hand even closer.

"You bastard!"

"Okay, Nannan, stop for a moment, stop scolding."

Lan Tingzhou straightened up, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips, slowly caressing them.

Is the anesthetic dispensed by this clinic laced with aphrodisiacs?

If I had known that this person would have other ideas as soon as the pain stopped, I should have made him suffer to death!

Gan Cai'er thought bitterly.

In the end, however, she yielded to Lan Tingzhou, reached out and untied his belt, and slipped inside.

Lan Tingzhou buried his head in Gan Cai'er's neck, breathing very lightly.

"Brother, brother, I heard you're injured!"

With that shout, Lan Tingzhi burst through the door with a "bang".

Lan Tingzhou suddenly tensed up...

Gan Cai'er quickly pulled Lan Tingzhou's clothes and stood up to block him.

"Get out!" Lan Tingzhou suddenly shouted, his voice filled with hostility.

"Brother, are you badly injured? Let me see!" Lan Tingzhi said, moving closer.

"Get out!"

Lan Tingzhi stopped in his tracks, looking at Gan Cai'er with a blank expression.

"Sister-in-law, has my brother injured his brain?"

"I'm cleaning your brother's wound, you can go out now." Gan Cai'er also looked uncomfortable.

"Oh, I brought some wound medicine. Sister-in-law, please apply plenty to him. It's medicine from my sect; it stops bleeding very quickly."

"Don't worry, your brother won't die." Gan Cai'er gritted her teeth.

Lan Tingzhou lowered his eyes, thinking to himself, "No wonder the ancients envied only mandarin ducks and not immortals. This matter of love is indeed hard to resist."

But he couldn't help but reflect on when he had become so impatient and lost his self-control.

After much thought, he realized that perhaps his injuries had weakened his self-control. However, it had indeed been a long time since he and Gan Cai'er had been intimate.

According to natural law and social norms, holding back for too long is ultimately not a good thing.