Chapter 39

Mò Róng Feiyan's face flushed, this guy was really too shameless, how could he say such things so straightforwardly.

Actually, she came today to have the stitches removed. Since it was to remove the stitches, she would definitely have to take off her clothes. However, Hu Xiaotian's way of speaking was really hard to accept.

Hu Xiaotian seemed completely unaffected by her angry gaze. He got up, locked the door, and then closed the window. With a smile, he said, "Are you going to take off your clothes yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

"Utterly shameless!" Mò Róng Feiyan angrily rebuked.

Hu Xiaotian sighed and said, "Are you kidding me? I just want to help you remove the stitches, I have no shameless intentions. I don't ask for your gratitude, but you can't repay kindness with enmity, can you?"

Mò Róng Feiyan coldly snorted, grabbed the long sword on the table, and got up to leave. Although she was a constable, she was still a girl. Hu Xiaotian's words just now were too hurtful to her self-respect. If it weren't for the fact that he had helped her treat her injuries, she would have beaten him up.

Hu Xiaotian said, "It's been seven days, you need to think carefully. The stitches must be removed, otherwise, they will get infected, red, and swollen, leaving scars. Not only that, it could even endanger your life. I have no other intentions, Constable Mò Róng. Even if you're angry with me, don't punish yourself for my mistakes!"

Mò Róng Feiyan thought about it and realized he was right. If she left, she would be hurting herself. She turned around and coldly looked at Hu Xiaotian, saying, "I don't need you to remove the stitches, I'll find Mr. Li."

Hu Xiaotian laughed and said, "Mr. Li is probably in a difficult situation himself. Besides, the one who tied the bell must untie it. I stitched your wound, so I should be the one to remove the stitches. Constable Mò Róng, do you not trust my medical skills?"

Although Mò Róng Feiyan despised his character, she still had confidence in his medical skills. Without mentioning anything else, the fact that he could remove a dog-toothed barbed arrow and treat her wound so well was not something an ordinary doctor could do. She had seen the scars left by dog-toothed barbed arrows before, and they were all horrifying. Thinking about this, Mò Róng Feiyan finally returned to her seat, glared at Hu Xiaotian, and warned him, "You'd better show some respect."

Hu Xiaotian laughed and said, "Actually, I have a good heart, I just have a bit of a loose tongue. Anyway, Constable Mò Róng, please undress!" He used a word he thought was more elegant.

Mò Róng Feiyan was really at a loss. What was the difference between undressing and taking off clothes? She shook her head and turned her face away from Hu Xiaotian. Then she took off her outer robe on the left side, exposing her snow-white, delicate shoulder.

Hu Xiaotian thought, "This Mò Róng girl is really putting on an act. Taking off clothes and undressing are the same thing, right? When I ask you to take off your clothes, you give me a cold stare, but when I ask you to undress, you can accept it. What's so great about that? One day, I'll make you take off all your clothes for me." The evil thought flashed through his mind but was quickly replaced by self-reproach. "Damn, when did I become so perverted? I'm a doctor, and she's a patient. How can a doctor have such shameless thoughts about a patient? Even if the patient is very charming and beautiful, how can a doctor think about undressing a patient? I'm too despicable, too shameless. I used to have medical ethics."

He repeatedly recited his professional ethics in his mind, but his eyes didn't stop. The snow-white, delicate, and beautifully curved shoulder was a waste not to look at. Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian still had some professional ethics. He looked, but ultimately resisted the urge to touch. Of course, there was another important reason: he had seen Mò Róng Feiyan's martial arts. If he really touched her, he would likely get a severe beating. Weighing the pros and cons, it was better to put on a facade of a virtuous and ethical gentleman.

Mò Róng Feiyan's wound had healed very well. Hu Xiaotian's surgery was successful, and the suturing was very neat. Although there were red scars before and after, they should basically return to normal after some time. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice them. Women in this era didn't wear backless evening gowns or anything like that, so probably only her future husband would have the chance to see the small scar on her shoulder. Hu Xiaotian lit the prepared alcohol, sterilized the scissors and tweezers in the fire, and then began to remove the stitches. He had sewn three stitches on each side. When removing the stitches on her back, Mò Róng Feiyan couldn't see his expression, so it felt more natural. But when Hu Xiaotian removed the stitches on her shoulder, she felt his breathing become noticeably heavier, and the hot breath puffed onto her neck.

Mò Róng Feiyan was so embarrassed that her face turned red all the way to her neck. She repeatedly thought the word "perverted" in her mind. Although Hu Xiaotian didn't do anything perverted, it didn't stop her imagination. In the end, the word in her mind became "more perverted."

Hu Xiaotian didn't feel uncomfortable. After removing the last stitch, he disinfected Mò Róng Feiyan with alcohol and straightened up. Mò Róng Feiyan quickly pulled up her robe, covering her exposed shoulder.

Hu Xiaotian, from the back to the front, seemed to want to ease the awkward atmosphere between them. He laughed and said, "Let me tell you a joke. A man and a woman were sleeping in the same bed. The woman drew a line in the middle of the bed and said to the man, 'If you cross the line at night, you're perverted.' The next morning, the woman found that the man hadn't crossed the line, so she said to the man, 'You're even more perverted.'"

Mò Róng Feiyan's face turned red instantly. Her hand naturally gripped the hilt of her sword, and she secretly cursed Hu Xiaotian as "more perverted."

Hu Xiaotian saw that this girl was a bit shy and lacked a sense of humor, so he quickly changed the topic. "Your wound is healing well. Don't sunbathe recently to avoid pigmentation."

Mò Róng Feiyan was surprised and said, "Sunbathe?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "It means lying naked in the sun."

"Perverted!" Mò Róng Feiyan immediately gave him this two-word evaluation.

Hu Xiaotian said, "Hey, it's really hard to communicate with you. This isn't perverted, it's just a lifestyle. In my hometown, men and women like to take off their clothes and lie on the beach to sunbathe. This is called sunbathing. To live a healthy life, you need sunlight, air, and water. This is such a simple truth, don't you understand?"

Mò Róng Feiyan was skeptical and said, "Your hometown? I don't believe it. How can there be such shameless men and women?" This time, she even criticized the people from Hu Xiaotian's hometown.

Hu Xiaotian said, "You're being feudal. Sunlight can promote the formation of a vitamin in the human body, and this vitamin is key to absorbing certain minerals. Isn't that complicated?"

Mò Róng Feiyan didn't understand vitamins or minerals. She said disdainfully, "It's not complicated, it's just sunbathing! But you don't have to take off your clothes to sunbathe!"

Hu Xiaotian blinked and said, "Do you know why my skin is so healthy and good-looking?"

Mò Róng Feiyan picked up her sword and pointed the hilt at Hu Xiaotian. "What's good about being dark and ugly? I warn you, don't let me see you do anything indecent, or I'll arrest you!"

Hu Xiaotian laughed and said, "Alright, when the weather is nice and sunny, come to my backyard. I'll be sunbathing there, and I welcome you to come and catch me!"

"Perverted!" Mò Róng Feiyan felt no word was more suitable for Hu Xiaotian.

When Hu Xiaotian was putting away the surgical instruments, Mò Róng Feiyan opened the door. Li Yifeng and Yuan Shiqing were just about to knock. At this moment, Li Yifeng's face was even paler, and he had already vomited everything from the night before. It was already a great effort for him to still be standing.

Yuan Shiqing didn't know what had happened to the boss. He smiled and greeted them, bowing and saying, "Young Master Hu, Constable Mò Róng, it's noon. Our boss has specially set up a banquet at Yan Yun Tower. Please do us the honor of joining us."

Hu Xiaotian smiled at Li Yifeng, showing no hostility, just a friendly smile. But Li Yifeng was terrified by his smile. He turned around and vomited again after taking a few steps.