Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 100 - 96 Take care of the patient

Xu Qian turned around and placed the towel into the basin, soaking it in warm water before wringing it out until it was half-dry. With that done, she prepared to help him wipe down. The towel was still steaming slightly.

Wang Jian felt embarrassed and tried to take the towel to do it himself. "Maybe... I should do it myself."

"..."

Hearing his words and seeing his action, Xu Qian didn’t respond, only glared at him fiercely. The glare was exceptionally effective. Wang Jian paused and swallowed his words. "It’s not that," he explained. "It’s just that since I’ve grown up, I’ve never been cared for like this. I’m not used to it."

"You’re injured, aren’t you?" Xu Qian said irritably. "And it’s your arm. If you could use it properly, you would have gone to the bathroom to wash up long ago.

"I’m not serving you," she snorted. "This is called taking care of the injured. Got it?"

"Eh... got it, got it." Wang Jian chuckled foolishly. Since she’d put it that way, it was pointless to keep up the pretense. "Then I’ll have to trouble Boss Xu to give me a good scrub. After running up and down the mountains all day, I really can’t sleep without washing up."

"Hahaha." Seeing Wang Jian give in, Xu Qian laughed as well. "Just lie there obediently."

As she spoke, she patted Wang Jian’s face with the towel. She gently stroked it twice before cradling his head to wipe the back of it. At this moment, Wang Jian’s head rested entirely in her embrace. Afraid of touching his wound, Xu Qian had pressed his face directly into her chest. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Wang Jian felt somewhat suffocated but thoroughly enjoyed it. The post-shower fragrance mixed with her body heat made this, without a doubt, the most wonderful moment of the evening.

After wiping his face, Xu Qian rinsed the towel before placing it on his stomach. She wiped his upper body with extreme care. Because the injured area was large, she only dared to brush along the edges of the bandages, afraid of getting them wet. She didn’t neglect his arms or hands either.

As for Wang Jian... after resigning himself to his fate, he truly began to enjoy it. Lying on the bed, he moved exactly as Xu Qian directed.

When Xu Qian bent over to wipe his body, Wang Jian naturally lowered his gaze to look at her. Her pajamas were already quite thin, and now she was bent at the waist. It was self-evident what Wang Jian could see with his gaze lowered.

His mind drifted to the wonderful atmosphere from moments ago, which, on top of this direct view, suddenly reminded him of that morning when he had brought Cai Qiong home. He had told Xu Qian to wash up and wait for him tonight. And now here they are. The setting and the reason are a bit off, but Xu Qian did indeed wash up and come to him. A jolt of excitement went through him, and as his emotions surged, a certain part of him swelled a little.

This change, without a doubt, was already clearly visible to Xu Qian.

"What are you thinking about?" Xu Qian had just finished wiping his stomach and was about to continue downward when she encountered the obstruction. "Move it. It’s in the way."

She paused, the wet towel in her hand resting on his waistline. Water dripped from it, sliding down Wang Jian’s skin.

"Thinking about you. How am I supposed to move it? It just grows there..." Wang Jian gave a wry smile. He had just been lost in thought. Seeing her staring at him without a word, he could only use his good hand to manually adjust things. "Is this okay? Please continue, Boss Xu."

"Naughty." Watching his little maneuver, Xu Qian shot him a look brimming with allure. It went straight to his head.

"Qianqian, let’s stop washing..." Wang Jian grabbed her small hand, pinning the wet towel between them. Water soaked a large patch of the bedsheets.

"What are you doing? Let go," Xu Qian said softly, trying and failing to pull her hand free. "What are you thinking about? Let me finish wiping you. You’re covered in sweat."

Despite her words, Wang Jian no longer used his hand to cover himself. Now, Xu Qian could see it very clearly, throbbing vigorously. With a reaction like that, she certainly knew what was on his mind.

Seeing that he wouldn’t let go and just stared at her intently, Xu Qian’s face reddened. "Let me finish."

Her voice carried a playful petulance that went straight to Wang Jian’s heart. He immediately released her hand and chuckled foolishly.

Seeing his silly expression, Xu Qian laughed as well. She picked up the damp towel and continued wiping him down. She scoffed inwardly, ignoring him, though she was keenly aware of the reaction stirring in her own body. Her legs had gone a bit weak...

The warm, wet towel felt incredibly comfortable as it moved from his stomach down his legs. After it passed, the evaporating moisture left behind a delightful coolness. Xu Qian even had him turn over so she could finish wiping down his entire body.

It’s so wonderful to have a woman like this. Wang Jian’s heart swelled with a fierce warmth, completely full in that moment.

They had taken so long that the warm water had eventually turned cold.

"It’s all your fault!" Xu Qian mumbled. "A quick scrub would have been enough, but we ended up taking half an hour. The water’s cold now."

After speaking, she bent down to clean up the basin and the water on the floor.

That’s a very nice angle. The thought popped into Wang Jian’s head. He watched her from behind, admiring how the bathrobe clung tightly to her figure. It was a shame his shoulder was injured, making it difficult to move. Otherwise, he would have definitely given that rear a playful slap.

Just as he thought this, Xu Qian stood up, and the lovely view was gone.

"Where are you going?"

"To dump the water. Where else?"

"Hurry back." Wang Jian grinned. "I’ll wait for you."

"And I’m supposed to come right back just because you said so?" Xu Qian retorted. "You’re injured. You should just stay put." With that, she pushed open the door and left.

Wang Jian’s mouth hung open. Watching her leave and the door close behind her, he could only silently pull the nearby blanket over his lower half.

"What kind of situation is this..." he muttered. Initially, he hadn’t really been thinking about anything. But after she wiped him down like that... well, he wasn’t a Saint. A reaction was only natural. It really wasn’t his fault. If anyone was to blame, it was Xu Qian for being too beautiful.

At that thought, his mind filled with images of her, and he couldn’t help but smile foolishly.

Wang Jian was exhausted. Freshly wiped down and feeling cool all over, he was exceptionally comfortable lying in bed. It wasn’t long before he grew drowsy, and the moment his eyes closed, he was fast asleep.

But in the middle of the night, he felt a persistent chill, along with a damp sensation. The feeling was both pleasant and ticklish. Thinking he had to urinate, he startled awake.

When he opened his eyes, he saw someone else was beneath him. He hadn’t turned off the light before falling asleep, so he could see everything clearly.

"What are you doing here?"