Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

She had been frightened, her legs and lips trembling, and said, “Sorry!”

He had stared at her for a long time with undefinable emotion in his eyes.

Not getting angry as she had expected, he looked like nothing had happened. Finally, without a word, he had directly called the housekeeper to clean up, and then made a phone call to the company, ordering someone to send a new document.

Later, she had hid in her room and stayed there for three hours until lunchtime, when she saw that he didn’t intend to punish her and was completely relieved.

From then on, when facing him, she began to gradually relax, not feeling fear or panic any longer.

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Gu Yusheng didn’t care about his wound at all, because he had gone through much more serious wounds before when serving in the army.

He wasn’t afraid of pain, but he couldn’t bear the itching during healing periods.

Especially the night when Dr. Luo came to take the stitches out, the itching made him feel like his heart and lungs were being scratched and made him toss and turn, unable to fall asleep. Finally, he became so sleepy that he couldn’t bear it. With his eyes closed, he unconsciously scratched his back from time to time.

Qin Zhi’ai had been sleeping when Gu Yusheng stepped into the master bedroom. Though he had moved gently, he had woken her up.

Under the dim light in the master bedroom, she looked at him blankly for a while and suddenly realized that he was scratching his wound. Immediately, she put her hand on his to stop him.

Since Gu Yusheng hadn’t fallen asleep entirely yet, he woke up as soon as she held his wrist. Glancing at the wrist she held, he became fully conscious and asked in a sleepy voice, “Did I wake you up?”

“No,” Qin Zhi’ai shook her head and was about to let his wrist go when she saw blood on the tip of his finger. She frowned, looking hastily at his shoulder, and found the area around the wound red and swollen, with blood oozing out from the stitches.

She pulled out a tissue, dabbed the blood away, and then said to him softly, “You can’t scratch it, or it’ll leave a scar, and if you do, it’ll affect the healing of the wound.”

Thinking for a while, she still felt a little worried and afraid that he would simply fall asleep and scratch his back again while he was unconscious, so she grabbed his two wrists with her two hands.

He didn’t refuse.

The room was quiet again. Maybe because of being woken up, or maybe because they were holding hands, Qin Zhi’ai couldn’t fall asleep.

With her eyes closed, she could clearly feel Gu Yusheng’s body moving from time to time. As he moved so often, she couldn’t help turning her head to him and looking at him quietly.

Probably because of the unbearable itching of the wound, he frowned, trying not to scratch it. At last, Qin Zhi’ai heard him grinding teeth and groaning.

After looking at the clock on the wall, Qin Zhi’ai realized it was three o’clock in the morning. Was he being tortured by the wound so he couldn’t sleep well all night?

No matter what his intentions were when saved me, he was wounded because of me.

Seeing him suffering, Qin Zhi’ai felt guilty and sad. She swallowed and turned her head to look at side of his face. After hesitating for a while, she said in a low voice, “Thank you!”

Her suddenly thanking him made him confused. He turned around to look at her with a puzzled look.

Qin Zhi’ai pointed at the wound on his shoulder and murmured again, “Thank you, for that day.”