Zhuo Junyue took a few steps, and a thin layer of perspiration was beading on his forehead.
As a man so filled with pride, as a man who once climbed Mount Everest.
Right now, seeing only a hint of light and being unable to move his legs freely, Zhuo Junyue’s temper flared up without reason.
Su Ningyan and the doctor, watching the shaky Zhuo Junyue, drew cold breaths, fearing he would fall over.
Finally, Su Ningyan, despite the danger of being hit and having her bones broken, supported him when she saw beads of sweat on his forehead.
“Take a rest first.
Didn’t the doctor say that the late-stage physical therapy needs to be carried out gradually?”
Zhuo Junyue felt the small hands clutching his waist tightly and pursed his brows, “It’s just a few steps, why all the fuss?
Is my condition really that bad?”
“You’re doing great, you still have examinations in the afternoon, let’s go home and practice at a slower pace.”
Upon hearing her words, Zhuo Junyue’s brow lightly relaxed.
She said uncle was the best.
Okay, she got that right.
Tonight, he certainly wouldn’t go easy on her, and would make her understand just how great uncle really was.
Seeing the big guy finally give up, the doctor, relieved, immediately arranged for him to be transferred to a VIP ward.
Lunch was sent over by Mr.
Lin, and Zhuo Junyue could see nothing.
Overcome with laziness, he dismissed any company except for Su Ningyan.
The servants at the mansion, having experienced the young master’s violent tendencies, dared not come near him.
Who wouldn’t worry about the possibility of having their bones broken in the blink of an eye?
Mr.
Lin reported the situation to Zhuo Zhengxiu, who was consumed by work but felt reassured knowing that his son was very reliant on Miss Su.
Initially, he didn’t believe in anything regarding BAZI.
However, when his son was badly wounded in a car accident and was unwilling to cooperate in his treatment, he was driven to desperation to try anything.
Hearing that marrying off could cause effective changes, he searched for girls of the right age throughout Ning City and let the masters calculate their BAZI.
Luckily, Miss Su, whose BAZI was beneficial to his son, proved somewhat useful and justified the huge amount of money he had spent.
As for the Su family’s business, it would naturally have to be treated with special consideration.
As long as his son could recover, that bit of money was nothing in the eyes of the Zhuo family.
After lunch, Su Ningyan, who had been hustling all morning, was also a little tired.
She started reading the newspaper to Zhuo Junyue but eventually fell asleep on his chest.
At two in the afternoon, when Dr.
Shao entered the room, he saw Su Ningyan napping on Master’s chest, drooling slightly.
He was shocked.
Could the cleanliness-obsessed master actually tolerate someone drooling on him?
Zhuo Junyue’s hearing was excellent, and he was aware of someone entering.
He made a hushing gesture, indicating for the intruder to get out.
Dr.
Shao had cared for Zhuo Junyue for a long time, having seen countless nurses beaten by him.
He had never seen the young master showing such a tender side before.
It absolutely dazzled his eyes.
Su Ningyan heard some noises and woke up in a daze.
When she realized that she’d been sleeping on Zhuo Junyue’s chest and that a small section of it was damp.
She touched the corner of her mouth, almost bursting into tears, “I…
I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.
I usually don’t drool in my sleep.”
Zhuo Junyue pulled her back, the corners of his mouth flashing a sinister smile, “We’ve kissed before, it’s all right.
When we get home tonight, compensate me properly.
This small mouth of yours, I quite fancy it.”
Finished speaking, he reached out and wiped the dampness from the corner of her mouth.