Chapter 134: You

Uncle Chen smiled and nodded, then a moment later shook his head to veto.

"What right or wrong can exist between blood‑thicker‑than‑water relatives? It's simply that you and the young master still can't speak up; today just happens to be an opportunity."

Speaking of it, we still have to thank Yun Ruojin; had it not been for what she did today, Fu Mingcheng wouldn't have been able to figure this out.

Upstairs.

After a fifteen‑minute cold compress, the doctor examined Lu Xiwán's wound again.

"President Fu, the two boxes of medicine I just gave—three times daily, the external spray must be followed by a massage for absorption. Just make sure the patient doesn't exercise."

The doctor finished speaking, closed the medical box, and left.

Lu Xiwán reached for the spray on the bedside table, and Fu Sijue quickly handed it to her.

Seeing her ankle swollen and throbbing, Lu Xiwán was at a loss.

Any touch to the ankle hurt, and she couldn't bring herself to apply anything.

Xi Xi, ever clever, twitched her eyes and guessed why Lu Xiwán was hesitating, then ran over and took the medicine from Lu Xiwán's hand.

"I'll apply the medicine for mom!"

Just as she finished speaking, Fu Sijue, with a solemn face, snatched the spray away.

"You can't apply it."

It might even injure Lu Xiwán again.

Xi Xi let out a giggle at Yao Yao and shoved the medicine straight into Fu Sijue's hand.

"Then what do we do? The nanny doesn't have time, Mom's wound needs medicine right now, and Brother Yao Yao and I can't… so we have to ask Uncle Fu for help!"

After speaking, Xi Xi gave Lu Xiwán a mischievous, glinting look.

Yao Yao nodded in agreement, looking at Fu Sijue with an adult‑like seriousness, "We'll leave this task to Daddy; you must take good care of Mom!"

The two little clever imps ran out after speaking, and even from far away their laughter could still be heard.

Lu Xiwán, forcibly "entrusted" to Fu Sijue, was speechless for a moment, then gave him an awkward, forced smile.

"President Fu, just give the medicine to me. Don't listen to their nonsense; I can handle it myself."

Rather than embarrass herself in front of Fu Sijue, Lu Xiwán would rather endure a little more pain.

Fu Sijue silently sat at the bedside and lifted a corner of Lu Xiwán's long skirt.

Startled by the gesture, Lu Xiwán said, "I'm still a patient; President Fu, what are you doing?"

Fu Sijue curled a smile at the corner of his mouth and leaned in toward Lu Xiwán, laughing.

Lu Xiwán's face flushed from the close‑range teasing, and she kept dodging Fu Sijue's deep gaze.

However…

Fu Sijue simply took a body pillow from beside her.

He naturally sprayed the medicine onto her by hand.

"What else can I do? Of course, I'll apply the medicine for you."

"If it hurts during the massage, just squeeze my arm."

Lu Xiwán shook her head firmly.

It's just a little pain, she thought. She endured it!

Within ten seconds, Lu Xiwán began to regret it; the pain from the wound made tears stream down, and her hand on Fu Sijue's arm tightened involuntarily.

"You said it would be gentler!" Lu Xiwán's clenched teeth felt sour and soft.

She hadn't expected it to hurt so much!

Fu Sijue nodded seriously, "I didn't apply force."

Her foot was so swollen; it would be strange if it didn't hurt.

"From now on, don't wear high heels."

Lu Xiwán clenched her teeth, a few faint veins visible on her forehead, and said, "Did you forget that you arranged all my clothes today?"

Fu Sijue only remembered after that reminder.

It seemed there really was such a thing.

He solemnly tugged the blanket, covering Lu Xiwán's exposed leg.

"I'll be sure to pay attention next time."