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Mu Qinghan roared inwardly.
Is it a fantasy created by lust? Is it a desire to succumb to it and then control one's body?
That wicked woman! One day, I will kill this beast with my own hands!
He closed his eyes, forcing himself to look away, but he could hear Ya Ya's soft murmurs in her sleep, indistinct yet sounding like she was calling his name.
The warmth was still in his palm, the breath from his neck hadn't dissipated, and that familiar sweetness wrapped around his heart like vines, almost making him lose control.
Just wait... lust.
Mu Qinghan's eyes turned cold, and the pressure from his fingertips gradually increased.
One day, I'll make you pay!
The sudden force made Tu Shan Ya Ya wince slightly. She flinched as if she had been burned, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she let out a soft cry of pain.
"Ouch! It hurts..."
The moment she slowly opened her eyes, she met Mu Qinghan's gaze.
The boy's hand was buried in her chest, and her body was almost pressed against him.
The boy's eyes were wide open, as if he were somewhat dazed.
A soft gasp escaped from Tu Shan Ya Ya's lips, and a blush instantly spread from the tips of her ears to her cheeks, as if she had been stained with the finest rouge.
But this shyness lasted only a moment before the panic in her eyes was replaced by a surge of grievance.
Crystalline tears welled up unexpectedly, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto Mu Qinghan's clothes.
Instead of backing away, she leaned forward and gently nestled into Mu Qinghan's arms.
She carefully wrapped her arms around his waist, avoiding the bandaged areas, pressed her cheek against his uninjured chest, and trembled uncontrollably as if she had been greatly frightened.
"You're finally awake! You're finally awake!"
Her voice was thick with nasal tone and tinged with barely suppressed sobs.
Do you know how worried I am about you?!
"These past two days I haven't dared to close my eyes, for fear that if I open them, you..."
At this point, her sobs intensified, her fingers gripping Mu Qinghan's clothes tightly, as if he would disappear if she let go.
The fear and anxiety that had been building up for two days finally erupted at this moment.
"You scoundrel, you big idiot, you stupid pig, you stinky ice cube!"
She cried and cursed him angrily, but her tone was full of lingering fear.
"You actually dared to go outside the circle! Do you know how many terrifying extraterrestrial creatures live there?!"
"Do you know that when I saw you, you were covered in blood and barely breathing?"
She looked up at Mu Qinghan with teary eyes, originally wanting to pat his chest and "teach" this person who had caused her so much fear a lesson.
But when her gaze fell on the white bandages wrapped around his body, and the faint traces of blood peeking out from the edges of the bandages, her hand suddenly stopped, and heartache overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
In the past two days, she has sat by the bed countless times, looking at the wounds of varying depths on his body, and tears have been streaming down her face.
Those wounds were hideous and terrifying, each one seemed to be etched on her heart, making her feel both heartache and anger.
I'm angry that he doesn't cherish himself, but I feel even more sorry for him for enduring so much pain.
Her hand gently landed on Mu Qinghan's arm, her fingertips carefully avoiding the wound, trembling slightly.
"If you die, do you know how heartbroken I'll be? I...I..."
She swallowed the rest of her words with her sobs, burying herself back in Mu Qinghan's arms, her shoulders shaking.
Mu Qinghan remained in a dazed state throughout.
He could clearly feel the trembling of the person in his arms, smell the familiar fragrance of her hair, feel the warmth of her tears seeping through her clothes, and even hear her heartbeat, which was slightly rapid from crying.
This...this is not an illusion.
The passion in a fantasy world could never have such real heartache, such scalding tears, or the warmth of this feeling in his arms that makes his heart soften.
The soft warmth in her arms suddenly stiffened. Tu Shan Ya Ya abruptly raised her head, as if she had remembered something important. Her tears were still wet on her face, but her tone became urgent.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no!"
She hurriedly released her arms from Mu Qinghan's waist, her fingertips lightly touching the bandages on his body, her eyes filled with panic.
"You can't hug me so tightly right now, it will hurt your wound!"
The moment she finished speaking, her gaze met Mu Qinghan's eyes.
He didn't smile; the corners of his lips remained the same straight lines as always.
But those eyes, which were always covered with coldness, were now like spring water melting snow, filled with a tenderness she had never seen before, and even the light and shadow in her eyes softened.
Tu Shan Ya Ya's heart skipped a beat, and she inexplicably felt that he was actually smiling.
It's the kind of smile hidden in your eyes, unspoken.
"Humph! You're still laughing!"
She stubbornly turned her face away, but the tips of her ears secretly turned red. She reached out and gently poked his arm, with a hint of coquettish reproach.
"You deserve to be in so much pain! You didn't say anything even though you were in pain, you just stubbornly endured it, you big idiot!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, her fox ears, which had been standing tall, slowly drooped down, like leaves that had been hit by frost.
"No...that's not right..."
Remembering what Sister Cui had said, her voice lowered, tinged with guilt.
"I'm sorry... I forgot... you can't move right now."
She gently brushed her fingertips across Mu Qinghan's hand hanging by his side, her tone softening.
"Sister Cui said that when she treated your wound before, she gave you twice the usual dose of anesthetic, and you were still able to keep your mind clear."
"Later, there was no other way, so we gave you ten times the dosage... So... for the next two days, you should be unable to move for the time being, and even speaking will be difficult."
After saying that, she pursed her lips and looked at him. Seeing that Mu Qinghan was just looking at her quietly without any reaction, she suddenly curved her eyes, a sly smile flashing in her eyes, and reached out to pinch his cheek.
"Hehe, it's best that you can't move! Who told you to make me worry so much before? Now watch how I bully you!"
She said "bullying" him, but her fingertips carefully avoided all his wounds. She even pinched his cheek very gently, and the heartache in her eyes was impossible to hide.
Mu Qinghan remained silent, not uttering a single word.
Of course, he couldn't speak even if he wanted to.
Ten times the anesthetic? Dr. Cui, you really are…
Ah... it seems I've been sent to Tushan by everyone.
I owe Tushan another favor...
Chapter 77 Kiss
Tu Shan Ya Ya's gaze suddenly drifted to the corner of the table and landed on the hourglass.
When he saw the last grain of sand sink to the bottom, the corners of his lips, which had been tinged with grievance, suddenly curled into a sly smile, and a faint smile instantly spread across his eyes.
When she turned to look at Mu Qinghan, her eyes were filled with a smile, carrying a hint of amusement that was hard to describe.
That gaze was so direct that Mu Qinghan's heart tightened, and she inexplicably felt a chill run down her spine, even unconsciously slowing her breathing.
Before he could come up with an answer in his mind, Tu Shan Ya Ya had already lifted the thin blanket covering him.
The quilt slipped off, revealing the dense bandages covering his body. He was only wearing plain shorts on his lower body, which made his exposed skin appear even paler.
She leaned closer to him, her hair brushing lightly against his arm, carrying a faint fragrance.
Mu Qinghan's eyes widened instantly, his pupils contracted slightly, and he saw that Tu Shan Ya Ya's hand had gently landed on his abdomen. Her fingertips were warm, and he could feel the gentle touch even through the thin bandage.
He exclaimed inwardly, his muscles tensed, and even his breathing became rapid.
The feeling of helplessness, unable to move, was amplified at this moment, and he could only watch helplessly as her hand gently moved across his abdomen.
"Hahaha--"
A crisp laugh suddenly rang out. Tu Shan Ya Ya looked at his tense appearance and smiled with her eyes crinkling.
"Look how scared you are, hahaha, you idiot Mu Bingkui, what did you think I was going to do?"
Her hands didn't stop; her fingertips gently pinched a corner of the bandage, her tone tinged with a hint of teasing.
“Your injury is too serious. Sister Cui said that you need to change your dressings regularly, otherwise the wound will become infected.”
She paused deliberately, watching Mu Qinghan's expression shift from sudden relaxation to instant stiffness, her smile deepening.
“When you were unconscious before, I was the one who changed your medicine, and even your clothes… I was the one who changed them.”
She deliberately emphasized the words "clothes too," and saw that Mu Qinghan's ears turned bright red instantly, and even his neck was tinged with a thin layer of red. She then deliberately moved closer, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of mischief.
"Could it be... that you want Sister Cui to help you change it?"
Clothes too?!
Mu Qinghan's mind went blank, as if struck by lightning.
He subconsciously looked down at the shorts he was wearing.
That's all I have left—a pair of shorts! And they're not even my own!
When she was changing clothes before, didn't she...?
Countless thoughts exploded in his mind, his cheeks instantly turned red, and his breath became hot.
This...this...this is outrageous!
"Hahaha—okay, okay, I'm just teasing you."
Seeing that Mu Qinghan's ears were so red they were almost bleeding, Tu Shan Ya Ya finally stopped teasing him and smiled as she ruffled his hair.
"Your clothes were changed by a male demon from Tushan. I didn't take advantage of you."
She changed the subject, lightly tapping the bandage on his side with her fingertip, her tone tinged with pride.
"However, I did the dressing changes myself these few times. You wouldn't want a male demon touching all over your body, would you?"