Chapter 20: Why Italian? (1/2)
Wang Shi felt uneasy when he saw Suyin avoiding his gaze and holding the glass of water tightly to the extent her knuckles turned white.
Is she still thinking about the incident with reporters?
Did he invade into her private space by embracing her a while ago? Is she upset? Hope not.
”Um. I-I'm sorry for whatever happened downstairs? Please don't take my actions to something else, it was meant to protect you. That's it.” Wang Shi said, breaking the awkwardness.
Her hand went to her heart to coax the poor thing dancing wildly, her mind torn between the emotions of how thoughtful, considerate and gentle he was. The way he showed his concern could bring any women to his feet.
”I know, you don't have to explain yourself to me.”
Her words made Wang Shi's heart skipped a beat, and a sweet smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
”I have got a surgery scheduled-” He was about to say something when his eyes caught a glimpse of her swollen ankle.
Suyin looked up when he cut off and followed his line of sight. ”That In a rush, I twisted my ankle. Damn, I won't be able to wear long heels for a week at least.” With a pout, she complained.
”.”
”Women are weird creatures,” He stood up to fetch a first aid box.
”Why so?”
”Because Wearing long heels is much important. Trivial things like 'ankle' can be replaced daily. Right?”
””
While throwing a sarcastic remark his face was so serious that one could take it as a fact. She could not help but giggle like a schoolgirl.
Her giggle was an auditory hug that could even force a stone to stifle its grin. Wang Shi was just a normal human at that! It tunneled its way through his heart and knocked it once. A crack appeared on the wall surrounding his heart.
He turned around for a moment to rub his chest and pretended to look for first aid. What just happened?
He let out a breath, 'You are getting old Wang Shi, pay attention to your health. This is not good!'
”Get the ointment. This one's finished.” While checking the contents of the first-aid he ordered.
””
Suyin felt weird, ”O-okay...”
Before she could move, he took a seat at the empty space beside her and tugged her leg holding her ankle, ”Where are you going?”
”To get ointment,” She adjusted her position, tugging at the hem of her black dress. For the first time, she hated selecting a dress as her uniform. It should have been pants!
””
”Miss. Zhao, pay attention to your surroundings, I asked my assistant. Not you.” He pointed at a direction, but by the time Suyin looked over he left already.
”Cough.Dr. Wang, I-I'll do it myself it's nothing serious. Let me do it-”
”Stay still,”
Ignoring her pleading, he took off her heels to continue examining her ankle as she watched him placing it on his knee and stroke thumb. The now-familiar electricity of his magical touch rushed into her entire being, igniting irritation, annoyance, and embarrassment.
Why did he have this impact on her? When will she come over it?
He glanced over, his lips pursed, ”Nothing serious? Really? Are you sure you are even a 'half-doctor' as claimed by you?”
”....”
Even his scolding was sexy!!!!!!!
Great! Superb! God has surely given her the biggest challenge of her life. And she can already see herself loosing!
”Sir, ointment.”
A guttural voice saved her from the situation as she looked up instinctively. This must be the assistant. But soon she brought down her vision by two feet