Chapter 7

Damn it... Huo Yanhui couldn't help but curse in his heart, "I just want to check her injury!"

Su Zixi couldn't bear it any longer. She gathered her hair, lifted her chin to let Huo Yanhui have a clear look, "There's a palm print on both sides, but the skin isn't broken, and there's no bleeding. So, I think it's not a big problem. It doesn't hurt much anymore."

Huo Yanhui took a look and confirmed Su Zixi's judgment, "Yeah, don't worry. I'll apply some ointment. It will be fine in a couple of days. Just avoid water for the next two days."

"Will it really not leave a scar?" He Jingyao frowned slightly, "Aren't you being a bit careless?"

"If you don't trust me, why did you call me here?" Huo Yanhui said irritably, taking out a tube of ointment from a box nearby, "Apply it twice a day. By the day after tomorrow, there won't be any marks left."

Su Zixi was about to take the ointment, but He Jingyao snatched it first, "I'll do it."

She had no choice but to withdraw her hand.

Doctor Huo, having finished his work, crossed his arms and watched He Jingyao with great interest. He and He Jingyao had practically grown up together, so he knew his habits well. He never expected to see He Jingyao applying medicine to a woman in his lifetime. It was truly a novelty.

He Jingyao's handsome face was full of seriousness, as if it was an especially important matter. Su Zixi felt the coolness on her cheeks, and her previously uneasy mood gradually calmed down.

Regardless of what this man's motives were, at least, seeing his attitude, he shouldn't be out to harm her, right? Su Zixi thought.

"Hey, hey, that's enough," Huo Yanhui finally couldn't stand watching He Jingyao applying layer after layer, "Are you planning to use up the whole tube in one go?"

He Jingyao ignored him and asked Su Zixi, "Is it enough?"

Su Zixi quickly nodded.

Only then did He Jingyao stop, "You must be hungry. I'll have them prepare something for you to eat."

Su Zixi mustered up the courage to make a request, "I... Can I take a bath first?"

After being kicked out of the room in the morning, she hadn't had a chance to tidy herself up. Now she felt completely uncomfortable.

He Jingyao's gaze deepened. He curled his lips, "Of course."

Saying that, he bent down to lift her.

"No... no need, I can do it myself!" Su Zixi was terrified, "I can... I won't touch the injury on my face."

Huo Yanhui sneered, "I say, Young Master He, I understand your excitement, but can you not be so anxious? Look, the lady is scared of you!"

"Shut up!" He Jingyao was annoyed with him. After lifting Su Zixi, he said to Huo Yanhui, "You can get out of my house now!"

He Jingyao directly carried Su Zixi to the bathroom on the second floor.

Su Zixi was worried he might actually help her bathe, so she pleaded pitifully, "Young Master He, I can do it myself."

He Jingyao's Adam's apple moved slightly, his fiery gaze traveling from her chest to her long legs... Forget it, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Alright then, call me if you need anything. I'll be just outside." He smiled slightly and turned to leave the bathroom.

Only then did Su Zixi sigh in relief.

She filled the bathtub with water and lay down in it. The soreness in her body was immediately relieved. Thinking about how the chaotic figure from last night turned out to be the famous He Family's young master, it felt surreal.

When Su Lianxi first planned to set her up, the person she chose for her couldn't have been a good guy. Something must have gone wrong for her to end up in He Jingyao's bed.

Should she be grateful that last night's man was Young Master He and not someone else?

Su Zixi gave a bitter smile.

After her bath, Su Zixi found that the man had prepared a set of clothes for her. It was a conservative and elegant style. She changed and came out, seeing He Jingyao standing outside, obviously waiting for her.

He leaned against the railing on the second floor, his casual posture exuding a bit of sensuality. His black shirt was buttoned meticulously to the top, and the smooth cut accentuated his powerful muscles perfectly.

There was a hint of abstinence about him.