Lu Chiwan’s eyes darted around as she jumped off the bed, trembling as she scurried along the wall. She deliberately tried to distract the doctor, “Doctor Han, Da Hei is our family dog. He’s always been raised at home, so he definitely doesn’t have rabies. There’s no need for shots, right?”
“At most, maybe just some anti-inflammatory medicine or antibiotics?”
By now, Lu Chiwan had already slipped to the doorway while Doctor Han was attempting to persuade her to get the injection.
Suddenly, she bolted outside with all her might, not even bothering to put on shoes.
However…
Li Yanxing had watched her performance long enough. In one swift motion, he rushed over and grabbed her by the collar, lifting her up like a little chick.
With one hand supporting her waist to avoid injuring her, he effortlessly carried her back.
Lu Chiwan struggled desperately, “Let me go! I don’t want the shot! Help!”
Her resistance to the very idea of injections was extreme.
Li Yanxing forced her to sit on the bed, his face cold as he instructed Doctor Han, “Give her two extra shots. Teach her a lesson.”
Lu Chiwan’s eyes widened in horror.
Not only did she have to get the shot, but she had to get two extra!
She absolutely refused. Frantically, she tried to escape.
But given her earlier escape attempt, Li Yanxing’s hands held her firmly in place, leaving her unable to move an inch.
“What are you waiting for? Get on with it,” Li Yanxing snapped, impatient with Doctor Han’s hesitation.
Doctor Han quickly signaled his assistant to open the medical kit and began preparing the injection for Lu Chiwan.
The syringe in his hand wasn’t thick—the needle was quite fine, not particularly frightening.
But just one glance was enough for Lu Chiwan. Her face turned deathly pale, and she burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, “No shot! Let me go, waaah!”
Li Yanxing was both exasperated and out of patience. Gripping her tightly, he scolded, “So spoiled!”
It was just a shot—had she forgotten how he’d nearly slit her throat and ended her life that day?
Doctor Han had finished preparing. A small amount of clear medicine filled the syringe.
Masked, Doctor Han approached Lu Chiwan with the syringe in hand.
His assistant stood by with a disinfectant cotton swab.
Doctor Han smiled kindly and said, “It’ll be over in a moment. Please trust my skills, Young Madam.”
Normally, a simple injection like this could be handled by his assistant, but since the patient was someone so dear to the young master, he didn’t dare take any chances.
“I don’t trust you,” the seemingly gentle young madam retorted bluntly, offering no courtesy. “Anyway, I’m not getting the shot. Stay away from me.”
Doctor Han, holding the syringe, glanced awkwardly at Li Yanxing, unsure whether to proceed or retreat.
Li Yanxing frowned. “Hurry up.”
Alright. With what felt like a royal pardon, Doctor Han confidently picked up the cotton swab to disinfect Lu Chiwan’s skin.
Lu Chiwan thrashed violently. When she couldn’t break free, she resorted to kicking Li Yanxing, aiming her blows fiercely.
She was clever, too—observing his position and targeting his most vulnerable spot.
She knew all too well the disparity between her and Li Yanxing, so she had to strike where it would hurt most to have any chance of winning.
Though she felt a twinge of worry—what if she damaged something irreparable?
Fortunately, Li Yanxing was agile and dodged her foot’s assault just in time, his face dark with the urge to punch her.
Was there anywhere she wouldn’t dare to kick?
Meanwhile, Doctor Han was sweating profusely from anxiety. “Young Madam, please don’t move! If this needle goes in the wrong place, the consequences could be worse than rabies.”
Lu Chiwan: “…”
“La la la, I can’t hear you, turtle bastard chanting nonsense!”
Doctor Han: “?”
Lu Chiwan struggled fiercely, making it impossible for him to administer the injection. He was terrified of missing the spot, fearing the young master would force him to swallow the needle.
“Lin Qingfu!”
“I won’t listen, I won’t listen to that bastard Li Yanxing’s nonsense!”
Li Yanxing: “?”
Very well.
She had quite the nerve.
Watching the young girl resist with all her might, shaking her head like a rattle-drum, he wrapped one arm around her slender waist, pulling her tightly against him to restrain her, while his other hand gripped her rounded chin. He lowered his head and fiercely captured her lips.
“Mmm…”
Lu Chiwan instantly ceased her struggling.
His kiss was like a violent storm—fierce and intense, filled with clear intent to punish.
He ruthlessly pried open her lips, ignoring her struggles, devouring her breath and resistance.
The scorching, entangled kiss eventually burned away Lu Chiwan’s reason.
The young girl grew dazed from the kiss, gradually losing her strength to resist as he led her step by step into the abyss, filled with both longing and intoxication.
Seizing the opportunity, Doctor Han stepped forward.
With the assistant’s help, the injection was finally administered without major incident.
After the shot, Doctor Han quickly bent down, fetched disinfectant, and began treating the wound where Da Hei had bitten Lu Chiwan.
The two were still lost in their passionate kiss.
The room full of medical staff and servants exchanged glances, wide-eyed and bewildered.
In all their years of practice, they had never witnessed such an intense scene.
Cowering in the corner, A Yuan tremblingly raised her phone, boldly snapped a few photos, and quickly sent them to Pan Ma.
Finally, Doctor Han breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and retreated several steps.
Seeing that Doctor Han had finished, Li Yanxing ended the kiss.
The young girl remained dazed in his arms, opening her moist eyes to gaze at him in confusion.
Their eyes met.
The man raised an eyebrow, a hint of smugness in his expression.
The corners of his lips curled slowly into an infuriating grin.
After a moment of bewilderment, Lu Chiwan came to her senses.
“It hurts so much!”
She turned to look at the tiny needle mark on her upper arm and burst into tears of frustration.
Trembling with rage, she looked ready to fight Li Yanxing to the death.
This time, Li Yanxing truly witnessed the young girl’s delicacy. The injection was over—how much could such a small needle mark possibly hurt?
Her ankle wound had been treated too, yet she kept crying from the pain, to the point where he felt like throwing her out.
Seeing the situation turning sour, Doctor Han and the others grabbed their medical kits and fled at breakneck speed, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.
Lu Chiwan cried until her eyes were red and swollen, her voice growing hoarse.
She cried so hard she nearly vomited.
“Stop crying!” Li Yanxing roared impatiently.
But his shout only made her cry harder. “It’s your fault! You’re the one who rejected me, so I ran out and got bitten by Da Hei and had to get a shot!”
“You’re the one who kissed me, letting Doctor Han succeed!”
“It’s all your fault, you bastard!”
“…”
Bastard?
And she even wanted to cuckold him!
Yet, Li Yanxing’s raging temper inexplicably subsided when he saw the young girl’s tear-reddened eyes.
He remained silent for about thirty seconds.
Then, Li Yanxing reached out, pulled her into his arms, and explained soothingly, “It’s not that I don’t want to touch you, and it’s not that I don’t like you.”
He had finally figured out why Lu Chiwan was throwing such a fit.
It was simply because she wanted to sleep with him, he refused, and she ran off in anger, only to get bitten by a dog.
So, all the responsibility fell on him.
Sure enough, upon hearing his explanation, Lu Chiwan looked up at him. “Is it… that you can’t perform?”
Li Yanxing froze.
Lu Chiwan was startled, forgetting both her tears and anger as she immediately reached out to touch him. “Honey, did I… kick you into becoming a eunuch?”