Chapter 612: They come to a tacit understanding (2/2)

“Because…”

Suddenly, the door opened and stole his words away. It was Han Yunxi who had come in, and she realized what was up as soon as she saw Long Feiye by the bed.

“Doctor Gu’s awake?” she rushed over and saw Gu Beiyue smiling faintly as if he’d just woken from a nap.

Originally, Gu Beiyue wanted to clear accounts with Long Feiye first before regaining ‘consciousness,’ but now he had no choice but to face this woman. His words weren’t self-abasing, but modest all the same. “Esteemed wangfei, I’m sorry for being unable to greet you properly. Please pardon the slight.”

“What are you saying?!” Han Yunxi was anxious. She didn’t even ask how he’d been kidnapped, but crid, “You can still save your leg, right? What kind of medicines do you need, I’ll send people to find them right away! This is Dragontendon Powder. I’ve already measured it all out. Do you just daub it on or do I have to do something specific? Maybe use it with a hot compress? Or combine it with acupuncture and moxibustion?”

“Many thanks to esteemed wangfei for your care,” Gu Beiyue was still well-mannered as before, “This one can simply apply the medicine myself.”

Han Yunxi had already told Gu Beiyue multiple times not to be so polite, but all he did was nod his head and be just as formal the next time they spoke. She was too lazy to fuss with him over such details now and just went with the flow.

“Your shoulder’s still injured. How are you supposed to apply medicine like that? Suppose you tear the wound? How many days would it take you to heal then?” Han Yunxi asked with knitted brows. Before Gu Beiyue could reply, she was already sitting on the edge of the bed and ordering him about. “Don’t move about!”

She began to carefully treat the wound since applying medicine ASAP was paramount. Gu Beiuye’s eyes flashed with helplessness, but he didn’t refuse her advances. His shoulder wound was a complete stab injury, but most of the insides had healed. All that was left was the entrance and exit wounds. A few doctors had already taken care of it, cleaning out the traces of old medicine with new—a simple enough task.

His leg wound, on the other hand, had remnants of old medicine as well. But it was hard to clean that out because of the severity of the wound. It was not only deep, but liable to cause him pain if one wasn’t careful. That kind of agony was unimaginable by ordinary standards. Han Yunxi was worried that he’d hurt because she always shielded the people that she favored. Although she was a doctor herself, she knew that treating any sort of wound would cause pain. Even with anesthetics in place, the pain would come once the medicine wore off. She wasn’t a well-mannered doctor either, and often scolded her patients if they yeled and screamed.

But when faced with Gu Beiyue, she was actually worried that he’d suffer. Of course, compared to touching a sore spot, there was the real risk of tearing at his already damaged injury. Han Yunxi’s serious, professional, and focused gaze rested on Gu Beiyue’s leg in the silent room. Her eyebrows were tightly creased, making her look extremely stern.

Seeing this, Gu Beiyue felt the urge to reach out with his hand and smooth out her forehead, then tell her It’s alright, an injury’s just an injury. As long as I’m stlll alive, I can still protect you. He loved her when she looked so serious, but hated it when she was looking at his wounds with that same expression.

Despite this, he had to endure it.

Abruptly, a large hand reached over and broke Gu Beiyue’s train of thought. It was Long Feiye. He was standing right on one side, his large hand smoothing out Han Yunxi’s wrinkled brows in a motion that was neither soft nor tender, but even a little unhappy.

“Rest, I’ll do it,” he said coldly.

His giant jar of vinegar had finally overturned. It had been a long time. How could he ever let Han Yunxi appy medicine for another man right under his eyes? Moreover, that man was Gu Beiyue.

Han Yunxi’s hand shook slightly before she remarked, “The wound is very deep.”

She was hinting that Long Feiye wouldn’t be able to treat the wound. But he insisted back, “I’ve treated ones even deeper than this. I’ll do it.”

He was domineering enough to simply snatch the medicine from Han Yunxi’s hands. She knew him too well and had witnessed Gu Qishao’s previous experiences to knew they’d only end up fighting if they persisted. With Gu Beiyue’s modest and courteous personality, he should have spoke up to relent first. But this time he kept quiet to wait.

Would Han Yunxi relent?