Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 3990: Sister Nian Is Actually a Little Angry



Chapter 3990: Chapter 3990: Sister Nian Is Actually a Little Angry



Yu Yan was still talking: "...and that injured hand of yours, try not to exert any force. Tendons and bones take a hundred days to heal. You’ll need at least two to three months of rest before you can lift anything heavy."


Ye Wangchuan’s voice was hoarse: "Okay."


"Mm. Just remember to follow the doctor’s advice." Yu Yan put away the small notebook in his hand, satisfactorily turning his head to arrange with the nurse to prepare gauze and change the dressing.


Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted someone coming in.


He waved to the girl, saying, "You’re just in time."


Qiao Nian walked over.


Yu Yan pointed with his mouth: "Well, I was just about to change his dressing. Since you’re here, I’ll leave this task to you!"


As he spoke, he showed Qiao Nian where the gauze and alcohol were located, and called to the nurse beside him: "You come with me, let’s step outside."


"Okay, Doctor Yu."


The nurse, who had waited for half an hour thinking she could change the dressing for the handsome man on the hospital bed, was suddenly interrupted by Qiao Nian. She looked longingly at the man on the bed, giving him one last glance every three steps as she reluctantly followed Yu Yan out...


Qiao Nian noticed the nurse’s disappointed look at the end and walked over, dragging a chair to the side of the bed and then going back to a corner to get a medical box.


She approached the bed, casually placing the medical box on the chair, opened it, and fiddled with her fingers to check whether the items inside were complete.


Then she took out all the necessary items like scissors, gauze, and anti-inflammatory medicine, placing them outside, and then leaned over to the man on the bed, reaching to remove his clothes: "I’ll help you change the dressing."


Ye Wangchuan felt her breath lightly brushing against his neck, inducing a subtle tingling sensation in his heart. He swiftly grabbed the girl’s hand that was about to undo his buttons, his voice becoming twice as hoarse as before: "I’ll do it myself."


"Alright." Qiao Nian immediately stepped aside to let him do it himself.


Ye Wangchuan was wearing a hospital gown, the light blue striped cotton fabric exuding a sense of elegance on him, making it look like he was wearing a high-end luxury brand.


Qiao Nian just stood by, squinting as she watched his slender fingers undo each button at the collar, revealing the lean collarbone beneath.


But that wasn’t her focus; Qiao Nian watched intently only at the horrifying gauze wrapped around his right shoulder.


Her gaze slightly concentrated, taking a breath as she walked over to help, but the moment she lowered her head, it exposed her current emotions: "You haven’t woken up for three days."


Ye Wangchuan’s heart, like a stone being thrown into a serene lake, rippled gently, his gaze softening, curling his attractive thin lips with a hint of humor: "Is that so? Maybe I haven’t slept well for a long time and accidentally overslept... Made you worried, Nian Nian."


Qiao Nian exerted a bit of force, her face still expressionless: "Not calling me God Qiao anymore?"


"Hiss." Ye Wangchuan inhaled sharply from the pain, but the smile at the corners of his lips never faded as he deeply gazed at the person changing his dressing: "God Qiao."


Qiao Nian gave him a glance, pursed her lips, sped up her hand’s movements but lightened her touch considerably: "I’m going to apply the medicine, hold on."


She took the anti-inflammatory medicine from the side, twisted open its cap, and once again leaned close to the man on the bed, softly reassuring him: "It might hurt a little."


"Go ahead." Ye Wangchuan’s expression was calm and relaxed.


Only someone in absolute trust with another would expose their vulnerable side without reservation.


Qiao Nian pressed her eyebrows down, wasted no more words, and let the red anti-inflammatory liquid trickle down onto his exposed wound.


The liquid met the skin with a soft "zizz" sound, not loud, and Qiao Nian immediately raised her eyes to observe the man’s expression.



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