Chapter 479: We Slept Together Many Times, and You re Afraid I ll See Your Legs? (3)

After the wounds had been cleaned, the doctor helped Ji Nuan to the bathroom next door to clean her body, then changed her clothes and asked someone to borrow a hairdryer from the VIP room upstairs to dry Ji Nuan's hair.

When Ji Nuan changed into the black shirt and went out, the doctor helped her into the consulting room while chuckling "I used to watch TV shows where the leading lady looked particularly attractive in a man's shirt. I didn't know there was really such kind of girl in real life. The shirt looks great on you. Hey, isn't that guy your boyfriend?"

"I told you my husband died many years ago. How dare any man marry me? Boyfriend? No. I've been single for more than three years," Ji Nuan said casually.

The doctor helped her to sit on the couch and examined her wound. "Girl, when did you get married? You look quite young."

"Twenty." Ji Nuan smiled. "Now, I'm twenty-four."

"Oh, so your husband died three years ago?"

"Yes, three years," Ji Nuan said calmly.

The doctor hesitated and turned to look at the man who had been waiting for them in the consulting room.

Mo Jingshen stood in front of the consulting room, facing out the window. Hearing their conversation, he didn't look back.

The doctor coughed and went on. "That's really a pity. You're still so young, and you should move on. It has been three years, and you should consider finding a new man to fall in love with and marry. You still have a life to live..."

Ji Nuan nodded seriously. "Exactly, I should find a new man to fall in love with and marry."

The man at the window turned around. "Did you get yourself clean?"

Ji Nuan ignored him, and the doctor said all smiles, "Yes, yes. She has dried her hair, but it's a hospital, so she couldn't clean her body thoroughly. She's still smelling of wine and will have to take a long bath when she gets back."

Mo Jingshen came up to her, only to see Ji Nuan wearing his shirt. The length of the shirt was right at the bottom of her thigh, and as long as she walked normally, she wouldn't show any other body parts.

One sleeve of the shirt was rolled up high, and there were several coils of white gauze around her arms and around her calves. Other than that, Ji Nuan didn't seem to have any other injuries and was in good shape.

"Does she need to go to the hospital to change her dressing?"

"No, her injuries were not particularly serious. Her wounds have been disinfected and dressed. Let someone help her while she is taking a bath these days. If her wounds stay dry, she'll be all right in two days. Take it easy. These are just cuts and bruises. Be careful not to leave scars on her skin. Otherwise, it'll be a pity for such a beautiful girl to have scars."

No longer listening to the doctor's nagging, Mo Jingshen withdrew his gaze and came up to hold Ji Nuan's uninjured arm to support her, asking, "Can you walk?"

Ji Nuan was wearing a pair of slippers that the doctor had given her.

"Yes." Ji Nuan said, trying to take her hand away from his.

But as if not seeing or feeling her struggle, Mo Jingshen helped her outward.

Under the doctor's enthusiastic and earnest gaze, Ji Nuan said nothing more. As soon as they walked out of the consulting room, she tried to withdraw her hand. "Thanks, CEO Mo. I won't trouble you. I can walk myself."

Mo Jingshen just took a cool and placid glance at her, not letting go of her hand. He helped her into the elevator, but still didn't let go of her hand.

Seeing him pressing the button of the elevator with one hand while holding her arm with the other, Ji Nuan tried to shake off his hand again. "Let go of my hand."

Mo Jingshen turned around and coldly looked at her. "Don't move if you don't want to be carried out."

Ji Nuan tried her best to keep her temper and said calmly, "CEO Mo, thank you very much for helping me today. If you hadn't put your coat over me in the banquet hall, people would have seen me in that mess. And thank you for taking me to the hospital, but I'm all right now. The doctor has said they were just cuts and bruises. You don't have to support me, let alone carry me up, OK?"

When the elevator stopped on the first floor, Mo Jingshen didn't respond and led her out.

Ji Nuan was in slippers, but they were not hers and didn't fit her feet, so she did not walk very steadily. She stumbled along with him all the way out. There were many doctors, patients, and patients' family members on the ground floor that she tried to keep quiet and not to draw attention to her.

She was taken to his car outside the gate of the hospital. Ji Nuan looked at the black Ghost that was the same as three years ago, remembered how he carried her out of the car when they came just now, and couldn't help taking a step back.

Noticing her movement, Mo Jingshen took an indifferent glance at her.

"I'll take a taxi myself. I won't trouble you, CEO Mo." Ji Nuan didn't look at him and still tried to take her hand out from his.

"Ji Nuan, you know I'm going to lose my temper, don't you? Get in the car, OK?"

He grabbed her wrist, not letting her go. He didn't clench her hand hard, so it didn't hurt, but she just couldn't get her hand out.

A cold gleam flickered across Ji Nuan's eyes. "No, I don't."

Mo Jingshen paused, but then without another word, he just opened the car door and gestured her with his eyes to go up and stop dawdling.

Ji Nuan didn't want anything to do with him. Although they met many times, she just thought they met by accident. Today, her mind was blank when he carried her out of the banquet hall in public, so she didn't refuse him. It would be improper for her to refuse him on that occasion.

But now she didn't seem to have any reason to get into his car.

She remained silent for a moment and said, "Last time I saw that Bugatti, so I thought you had a new car. After all, it has been many years. I didn't expect you are still using this Ghost."

Knowing that she was trying to change a topic and shift his attention, Mo Jingshen didn't respond but gently yet firmly pushed her into the car.

Ji Nuan was about to stand up from the copilot seat, he held on to her seat belt, which was half pulled out, looked down at her cold and reluctant face, and said in a commanding tone, "Just sit."