Lu Feng's eyes sharpened as he glared at Wang Lu.
"Uh... I didn't see anything." Wang Lu, flustered by Lu Feng's glare, quickly turned and fled the hospital room.
"?" Fu Xiaoxiao looked up, bewildered, not knowing what had happened.
"It's nothing." Lu Feng pursed his lips, already at his limit. "Are we done?"
"Don't move, I'm not finished yet!" Fu Xiaoxiao patted his leg, preventing him from moving. She was almost done; she couldn't let all her efforts go to waste.
"Does it hurt? Let me blow on it." Fu Xiaoxiao thought she had hurt Lu Feng, so she gently blew on the wound. "Just hold on a bit longer! It'll be over soon."
"..." Lu Feng tightly gripped the bedsheet, but he still couldn't suppress the intense heat rising within him.
Fu Xiaoxiao didn't realize it until she finally managed to separate the entire piece of adhesive gauze.
