Chapter 45

Wearing high heels, Mu Chenfei was almost the same height as Buck. The two stood very close, their contrasting appearances creating a striking visual effect. It was purely a matter of appearance, not looks, which were worlds apart.

Buck gently unwrapped the bandages and slowly pulled out the breathing tube from the wound, intending to find some herbs to chew and apply. However, Mu Chenfei immediately refused: "Just bandage it up! Didn't you say it would heal quickly?" Her voice was very low and soft, as if afraid to aggravate the wound, but she was firm.

Buck, with the basic patience of a medical professional, replied, "There might still be some inflammation, and if it gets infected, it could leave a larger scar."

Mu Chenfei was resolute: "That wouldn't look good! No, you... use the decorative band from my skirt to tie it up! When can we leave here?" Even so, she only pointed to the hem of her skirt, indicating for Buck to do it. She was only concerned with the result, but she didn't think about why she was so trusting of a man to tear her skirt.

Buck blinked a few times, not surprised by her somewhat obsessive concern for beauty, but still wanted to roll his eyes. He bent down behind Mu Chenfei to tear the decorative band from her skirt. Honestly, being this close was a bit ambiguous; only a tailor could remain calm. Buck thought he wouldn't be affected, but he had to use some self-control to keep his hands from touching unnecessary places: "We don't have any means of communication. We have to wait for their response. Of course, if you think it's worth the risk, I can swim back to shore. Can you swim? If I swim to shore alone to find a phone, what if they come back while I'm gone?" He looked up at the wide expanse of water, partly to prevent himself from looking any lower and seeing the view under the skirt: "It would take me about two hours to swim to shore. This isn't my strong suit..." Most of his missions were in arid inland countries, and his swimming skills were just passable.

Mu Chenfei, accustomed to making decisions, said, "Then... let's wait for them to come back. Can you deal with them?" Her voice was even lower, perhaps due to the wound.

Buck finally complained, "If you hadn't pulled the car keys, we could have avoided this situation. There are only a few of them left, three in total. It wouldn't be a problem without you distracting them."

Mu Chenfei wouldn't admit her mistake, but she was polite: "Thank you for today. When I get home safely, I can show my gratitude. You can name your price, and I'll do my best to meet it." She sounded very calm and composed.

Buck was used to the mindset of the wealthy, who thought everything could be solved with money, and her attitude was relatively good. He had intended to act cool and pull out the bills to say she had already paid, but since he had been stabbed, he decided to be honest: "We'll talk about it later. We don't know how your family will handle this or when they'll come back."

He stood up and prepared to apply the herbs with the champagne gold decorative band. Mu Chenfei noticed and asked sharply, "You spit it out?" Buck nodded, and she immediately shook her head, the movement even pulling at the wound on her neck: "That's impossible!" The knife and tube that had been in her mouth had already made her feel nauseous, and now, in her clear-headed state, she absolutely refused to have a man's spit on her wound.

Rather die than let that happen!

Buck wasn't surprised. He grabbed some daisies and Solomon's seal, which had anesthetic and anti-inflammatory properties, and prepared to crush them with a stone. But after just one strike, the dirty feeling on the stone made Mu Chenfei unable to accept it: "This isn't clean!"

Buck squatted and looked up, like a dirty farmer, helpless: "With these conditions, do you want a sterile lab? The cleanest way is for you to chew it yourself, into a paste."

Mu Chenfei took the herbs and, after swallowing hard, opened her mouth and tried to put the grass in. Even with her mouth wide open, it still looked small. Using all her imagination and self-control, she managed to put the herbs in and then chewed, covering her mouth with her hands as if embarrassed to be seen. Her usual arrogance finally showed some embarrassment, and Buck, squatting and looking up, found it quite entertaining. He would never feel this way if an old and ugly person did the same thing.

Chewing was one thing, but spitting it out was like a death sentence for Mu Chenfei. She blushed at the act of regurgitation, spitting into Buck's hand like a thief, and quickly took a bottle of mineral water to rinse her mouth, turning away. Buck grunted several times: "You still have a wound on your neck that isn't bandaged. What are you doing turning away?"

Mu Chenfei, covering her mouth, apologized for such a trivial matter: "Sorry, sorry, that was rude..." Important things like life and chastity didn't make her feel apologetic!

Buck, from the slums, was impressed by her upbringing. He prepared the bandage and helped Mu Chenfei wrap it around her neck, wrapping it twice. But this girl actually looked at her reflection in the water and requested a different style, insisting on a two-thirds angle and demanding that the knots be the same size, like two identical butterflies!

She didn't care about the composition of the herbs or the risk of infection and inflammation, only how it looked. If she had a phone, she might have taken a selfie.

Buck looked at the colorful watch on the stone by the shore: "It's past three in the afternoon. If you're hungry, you have two choices: eat the instant noodles in the house, and I can boil water, or wait for me to prepare something."

Mu Chenfei glanced at the children's watch and her own expensive watch that had been torn off: "That's their phone, can only receive calls, not make them? I don't care what we eat, I'm on a diet..."

Buck wanted to roll his eyes again: "Okay, you rest, and I'll continue fishing. I suggest you don't leave my sight. Their boat is electric, so it's very quiet when it approaches the island."

Mu Chenfei looked back at the dark house that had frightened her and chose to stay in this sunny, warm spot, standing by the water in her champagne gold high heels, which were slightly dirty. Honestly, Mu Chenfei wanted to ask Buck to clean her shoes, but she realized it might be inappropriate, and she had no money to tip him, so she endured it. She stood there, watching Buck persistently hit the water with a stick, feeling the coolness of the medicine on her throat.

Buck had been paying attention to the children's location safety watch, which he had taken from a dead body. It could still make calls, but only to pre-set parent numbers, and it could only receive calls, not even emergency calls. More importantly, Buck remembered that this type of watch had an environmental listening function, allowing parents to secretly call and listen to their child's surroundings, which had caused controversy when sold in Europe. So, Uncle Cheng was quite cunning. Now, Buck kept the watch far away.

He kept hitting the water to interfere with the environmental sounds.

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