Chapter 83

It should be noted that after her bath, Zhao Wanqing only wore a bathrobe. This open-front bathrobe was held together by a single belt, and the neckline inevitably opened up a bit more.

If Jiang Ping and Zhao Wanqing were at a distance, it wouldn't be a big deal. But now, the two were almost pressed up against each other, and the situation was completely different.

Jiang Ping only had to look down slightly to see a large expanse of smooth, white skin in Zhao Wanqing's neckline. Even more tantalizing, Zhao Wanqing leaned forward slightly to help Jiang Ping apply the medicine. This made the already wide neckline even looser, revealing her bra and the deep cleavage of her chest.

Although Jiang Ping was a seasoned player in his past life, it didn't mean he could resist any temptation. Any normal man would take a few glances in such a situation, and Jiang Ping was no exception. His gaze involuntarily drifted down, diving into Zhao Wanqing's wide-open neckline.

Seeing the alluring scene inside Zhao Wanqing's neckline, Jiang Ping's young body began to react. However, even so, he couldn't bear to look away. Such an opportunity was rare, and few men would have the self-control to resist at such a moment.

At this moment, Jiang Ping's attention was entirely on the expanse of white, smooth skin on Zhao Wanqing's chest, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be applying medicine. His hands naturally stopped working.

At first, Zhao Wanqing was still gazing at Jiang Ping's focused face in a daze and didn't realize his hands had stopped. However, women are generally more sensitive, and it didn't take long for Zhao Wanqing to notice something was wrong. Although Jiang Ping still had a serious expression, his mind was clearly no longer on the medicine.

Following Jiang Ping's gaze, Zhao Wanqing looked down and saw that her neckline had opened up at some point, and her face immediately turned red. She quickly covered her neckline and asked in as calm a voice as she could manage, "Are you done?"

Jiang Ping, who had been enjoying the view, was startled by Zhao Wanqing's words. Fortunately, he was a man who had been through many storms and quickly regained his composure, saying in a deep voice, "I've checked, there's no problem. Now I'll bandage you up."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ping, who had just been doing something "naughty," was so calm that Zhao Wanqing couldn't help but give him a reproachful look, but she didn't expose him. In fact, even Zhao Wanqing herself didn't realize that although she had been taken advantage of, she wasn't really angry, just embarrassed. Otherwise, with Zhao Wanqing's personality, she would have already confronted Jiang Ping, not just giving him a glare.

Jiang Ping skillfully bandaged Zhao Wanqing with medical gauze and whispered to her, "In about an hour, you might feel a slight stinging sensation, but it will pass quickly. This is normal, don't worry."

Because the embarrassment in her heart hadn't faded, Zhao Wanqing didn't speak to Jiang Ping, only nodding slightly to show she understood.

As he spoke, Jiang Ping carefully applied the last piece of medical tape and then said in a slightly indifferent tone, "The scar on your face is done. Now take off the bathrobe."

This time, Zhao Wanqing couldn't pretend not to hear. She looked at Jiang Ping in surprise and exclaimed, "Take off the bathrobe?!"

"Of course!" Jiang Ping said matter-of-factly, "Otherwise, how can I treat the scars on your back and arms? You don't want to wear long sleeves for the rest of your life and keep these scars, do you?"

Actually, when Zhao Wanqing agreed to let Jiang Ping remove her scars, she had considered this issue. She was very hesitant about exposing her body to a young man. Originally, Zhao Wanqing only wanted Jiang Ping to treat the scars on her arms, but she didn't expect him to so directly ask her to take off her bathrobe, which put her in a very difficult position.

Seeing Zhao Wanqing's face turn red but with no movement, Jiang Ping said seriously, "Don't think too much, just treat me like a doctor, and you won't feel awkward!"

"How can a doctor have that lecherous look in their eyes!" Jiang Ping's words made Zhao Wanqing inwardly complain, but she didn't say it out loud, only blushing and avoiding his gaze.

Seeing that Zhao Wanqing didn't refuse, Jiang Ping continued, "My medicine is only effective when the scars are fresh. If you miss this time, you'll have to live with these ugly scars for the rest of your life. You'll regret it if you do!"

Jiang Ping's words made Zhao Wanqing make up her mind. She took a deep breath, turned her back to Jiang Ping, and slowly untied the belt of her bathrobe. At this moment, Zhao Wanqing almost felt like she was facing death, slowly pulling the bathrobe down to her waist, exposing her back completely to Jiang Ping.

Even though she had already given birth to a child, Zhao Wanqing was always very confident in her figure. Although her body was no longer as slim and delicate as when she was a girl, it was more curvaceous and shapely, like a ripe peach, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

In Zhao Wanqing's 26 years of life, only her husband had ever seen such a scene. But now she had to undress in front of a young man several years younger than herself, even though she was only facing his back, which made her extremely embarrassed and nervous.

Due to her nervousness, Zhao Wanqing's body was taut, making her waist appear even slimmer and her buttocks more round and full. Jiang Ping, standing behind her, looked at her appreciatively, holding his chin and muttering to himself, "Hmm, I didn't see wrong, the bra is indeed black!"

"Can we start now?" Seeing that Jiang Ping was still hesitating, Zhao Wanqing couldn't help but urge him softly, even noticing that her voice was trembling slightly due to her nervousness.

"Not yet," Jiang Ping said helplessly, "You need to take off your bra too, otherwise, some of the scars won't get the ointment!"

This time, Zhao Wanqing was really scared and couldn't help but exclaim, "Take off the bra too?!"

"I told you to treat me like a doctor!" Jiang Ping reminded Zhao Wanqing sternly, but then he added something a doctor would never say, "Since you've already taken off the bathrobe, why be so concerned about a little bra?"

"You..." Zhao Wanqing was so angry she couldn't speak, but after a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "Fine, since it's come to this, I'll take it off!"

Seeing Zhao Wanqing finally give in, Jiang Ping said with satisfaction, "That's the right attitude, you have to trust me!"

"Trust you, this little pervert who can't keep his eyes off other people's necklines?" This time, Zhao Wanqing couldn't hold back and finally voiced her complaint, which somewhat improved her mood.

However, Zhao Wanqing's good mood only lasted a moment. She soon realized she was in trouble.

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