0p0 Chapter 45 His face turned bright red
Chapter 45 His face turned bright red
Lin Weiwei and Bai Si'an froze simultaneously and quickly separated.
Lin Weiwei sprang up from Bai Si'an's arms, hurriedly straightening her clothes, her face flushed red.
Bai Si'an sat up straight and used his uninjured left hand to pull at his torn shirt, trying to cover his exposed chest, but it was no use.
His ears were bright red, but he tried to remain calm.
Bai Rongbei stood at the door, his face expressionless, but a complex look flashed in his eyes.
He was silent for two seconds, then carried the basin of water in and placed it on the ground.
"The water's here," he said, his voice as calm as if he hadn't seen anything. "Wipe yourself off, then bandage yourself."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
He paused at the door, then said without turning around, "I'll close the door. Call me if you need help."
With a "bang," the door slammed shut.
The room fell silent again.
Lin Weiwei and Bai Si'an exchanged a glance, both seeing embarrassment in each other's eyes.
After a long while, Lin Weiwei whispered, "Your brother... saw it."
"Mmm," Bai Si'an responded, his ears still red.
"Won't he... think we're not proper?" Lin Weiwei worried.
"No," Bai Si'an said. "My brother isn't one to meddle in other people's business."
Lin Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still burning hot.
She picked up the cotton swab that had fallen on the bed, threw it into the trash can, and then picked up the iodine: "Um... let's bandage it first."
"Mm." Bai Si'an nodded.
Lin Weiwei resumed treating her wounds.
This time, she moved even more gently, but her fingers still unconsciously touched the skin of his chest.
Each time they touched, they would both freeze for a moment.
The room was filled with the smell of iodine and the lingering, ambiguous scent of the kiss from earlier.
Lin Weiwei carefully applied mercurochrome to the wound and then bandaged it with gauze.
She had no experience in bandaging, and her technique was clumsy, resulting in the gauze being wrapped haphazardly.
Bai Si'an didn't remind her, just sat there, watching her focused profile.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a soft glow on her face.
Her eyelashes were long, her nose was slightly upturned, and her lips were swollen and glistening with moisture.
Bai Si'an's throat moved, and he looked away.
Lin Weiwei was finally bandaged up.
Although she was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, at least the bleeding had stopped, and she was covered in sweat.
"Okay." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Do you want to take painkillers?"
"No need," Bai Si'an said. "It's just a minor injury."
"This is just a minor injury?" Lin Weiwei glared at him. "You bled so much!"
Bai Si'an felt a sweet warmth in his heart, unable to contain his joy as he looked at the rosy lips of the person in his arms. He chuckled and replied, "It's really nothing. Didn't you feel it just now? My injury hasn't caused any problems."
Lin Weiwei understood.
Bai Si'an, this seemingly reserved but actually passionate guy, said that even when he was injured, he didn't stop kissing.
Her face flushed slightly, and she replied, "You were quite capable just now. It seems your injury isn't serious."
Bai Si'an's ears turned red again.
Lin Weiwei looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Technician Bai, I was applying medicine to you just now, I didn't expect you to have these wicked thoughts. I really didn't know you were this kind of person."
"If I didn't have feelings for such a beautiful wife like me, would I not be a man?"
Bai Si'an answered confidently, which amused Lin Weiwei so much that the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.
Hearing him praise her made Lin Weiwei feel even sweeter inside.
"Okay!" Lin Weiwei made a face at him, then turned and ran out.
She went out to collect Bai Si'an's clothes.
Bai Si'an sat on the bed, looking at the closed door, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips.
He touched his haphazardly bandaged shoulder, and remembering the kiss from earlier, his ears began to burn again.
Then the door opened again.
Bai Rongbei walked in, holding a clean military shirt in his hand.
"Put this on." He tossed the shirt to Bai Si'an.
Bai Si'an accepted it: "Thank you, brother."
Bai Rongbei sat down in the chair, watching him change his clothes, and suddenly asked, "Is your shoulder really alright?"
"I'm really fine," Bai Si'an said. "Just some minor cuts and bruises."
"Hmm." Bai Rongbei nodded, paused for a moment, and then said, "Just now... I didn't see anything."
Bai Si'an paused, his ears turning even redder: "Mm."
Neither of the brothers spoke again.
Bai Si'an stuffed the clothes Bai Rongbei had brought into the closet. Bai Rongbei looked puzzled. "Aren't you going to wear any clothes?"
"My wife went to get it for me, I want to wear the clothes she got." Bai Si'an originally wanted to get his own clothes, but since Lin Weiwei went to get him clothes, he didn't want to wear the clothes his brother had brought in.
This dress wasn't given to me by my wife, and it doesn't smell like her. I don't want to wear it.
Bai Rongbei: ...
The Bai Rong in the north remained silent.
He couldn't understand how Bai Si'an had turned into a peacock.
"Alright then, I'll wait until you're dressed and come out." Bai Rongbei stood up. "They can't do without you over there."
Bai Si'an was stunned for a moment, then understood.
His brother was giving him a way out, telling him to go back to work and stop overthinking things.
He nodded, then sat on the edge of the bed, swinging his legs, waiting for his wife to bring him his clothes.
Bai Rongbei ignored the peacock and left the room.
As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Su Wanwan rushing over, her face full of worry. "Bai Rongbei, how is your brother? Is it serious?"
As Su Wanwan spoke, she tried to go inside to check on Bai Si'an's condition.
Upon seeing this, Bai Rongbei quickly reached out and grabbed her.
Bai Si'an wasn't dressed yet.
How could Su Wanwan go in?
Bai Rongbei hurriedly said, "Lin Weiwei is bandaging him inside. He's fine now and will be out soon."
Su Wanwan then realized that Bai Si'an was probably not wearing any clothes, so it wouldn't be appropriate for her to go in.
She nodded belatedly, "It's alright, it's alright."
Su Wanwan's hand was still being held by Bai Rongbei. She had blisters on her hand, and the pain made her instinctively hiss.
"hiss……"
Su Wanwan pulled her hand back.
Bai Rongbei noticed that something was wrong with her. He grabbed her hand and looked at it. There was a blister in her palm, and the skin was a little broken. No wonder she was in pain and her brows were furrowed.
"Come here, let me take care of this for you. You and Lin Weiwei don't need to work this afternoon."
"No..." Su Wanwan hadn't finished speaking when Bai Rongbei pulled her into the house.
Bai Rongbei pulled Su Wanwan into his room and closed the door behind him.
"Sit down," Bai Rongbei said, pointing to the edge of the bed.
Su Wanwan obediently sat down and spread her hands out.
The blister below the tiger's mouth had already broken open, and the surrounding skin was reddish and stained with some ash.
Bai Rongbei took out clean cotton swabs and a small bottle of iodine from the medicine box, then dragged over the old chair and sat down opposite Su Wanwan.
He was tall; even sitting down, he was considerably taller than Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan lowered her eyes slightly, and could see the prominent Adam's apple under the collar of his military uniform, as well as the unshaven, bluish stubble on his chin.
Bai Rongbei unscrewed the cap of the iodine bottle and dipped a cotton swab in it.
He grasped Su Wanwan's wrist, holding her hand firmly with her palm facing upwards.
His hands were large, his fingers rough, and very warm. When he encircled her slender wrist, Su Wanwan felt as if her skin had been burned, and her heart skipped a beat.
"It might hurt a little," Bai Rongbei said in a low voice.
"Mmm," Su Wanwan responded softly, holding her breath.
The cotton swab touched the broken skin, and a stinging pain shot through her. Su Wanwan instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Bai Rongbei held her wrist firmly, preventing her from moving.
He worked quickly, wiping the wound with a cotton swab, then replacing it with a clean one and wiping it again.
The brown stain from the iodine looked somewhat out of place on Su Wanwan's fair palm.
"How did this happen?" Bai Rongbei asked, his gaze fixed on the wound, not looking at her.
"I was moving bricks... I didn't notice, it's worn down," Su Wanwan replied softly.
He held her hand too tightly and was too close; she could even smell the scent of his sweat and sunshine mixed with a faint tobacco aroma.
"Don't do it this afternoon," Bai Rongbei said, releasing her wrist to get the gauze.
The warmth on her wrist suddenly disappeared, and Su Wanwan felt a strange emptiness in her heart.
She watched Bai Rongbei's profile as he bent down to cut the gauze. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his lips were pursed into a straight line. He was so focused that it was as if he were dealing with some kind of precision instrument.
After cutting the gauze, he naturally took her hand again, this time to apply the dressing.
His fingertips inevitably brushed against her palm, lightly, ticklishly.
Su Wanwan's hands trembled slightly uncontrollably.
"Don't move," Bai Rongbei said, glancing at her with his eyelids raised.
Their eyes met.