Chapter 462:1 Don’t Have Any Other Intentions; I Merely Want You Two to Cultivate Your Relationship

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When Lin Gantang’s eyes met hers, it felt like she could get lost in them. It was a magnetism that drew her to him.

It was like a whirlpool, pulling her into his orbit.

Mr. Lin shook his head, noting the young couple’s hands entwined.

A little piglet had found its way into his cabbage garden and refused to leave after tasting the fruits of his labor.

If she did not want to return home, then so be it. If he went against her wishes, she would whine, steal his cigarettes and hide his alcohol.

“Dad, I smell cigarette smoke on you again,” Lin Gantang suddenly said.

“I haven’t been smoking.” Mr. Lin was quick to deny culpability.

“Hmm… but I still smell it.”

“You’re not a dog.”

“Are you still not going to admit it? You can’t hide the ash stains on your sleeves!”

“Impossible. I took off my outer shirt before visiting!”

Lin Gantang eyed him, unimpressed.

Mr. Lin was speechless.

Mr. Lin waved his hand dismissively at Wen Yanqing. “You can bring her home when she’s better. She can stay with you as long as she likes.”

“Now, don’t read too much into my words; I merely want you two to cultivate your relationship before jumping into the deep end.”

“Besides, what’s wrong with me smoking? It’s not like I smoke while Yi’an’s around.” Mr. Lin feared Lin Gantang would discover he had been drinking again. He feigned calmness as he bustled out the door, complaining, “I’ve been taking my medicines every day, and my stomach isn’t an issue anymore.”

Not long after Mr. Lin left, a nurse entered the ward with a fresh set of bandages and medicine.

The nurse measured the dosage accurately before applying it to Lin Gantang’s waist area, which was most seriously affected by her wound. She eyed the wound thoughtfully and said, “You’re recovering nicely. You won’t need to reapply the medicine daily; alternate days should be fine.”

Lin Gantang agreed.

“I’ll leave you to apply the medicine on your arm. Don’t forget to take the oral medication as well.” The nurse provided the ointment. She smiled at Wen Yanqing and said, “This must be your husband. Perfect! I’m sure he’d be happy to help with the bruises on your back.”

“Ah, yes. Thank you.” Wen Yanqing accepted the ointment.

Once the nurse left, closing the door behind her, Wen Yanqing lathered his hands in the medicinal ointment and sat next to Lin Gantang.

“What’s so good about you?” Lin Gantang teased. “People are always so quick to jump to conclusions.”

Wen Yanqing lifted her shirt, revealing her back. “Haven’t we already crossed that bridge?”

Lin Gantang groaned in bed.

She hissed at his shamelessness.

Two or three scratches marred her back. While they were relatively shallow cuts, anyone would have noticed them against her fair skin.

Wen Yanqing gently applied the medicine, his eyes filled with heartache and regret.

He could only do his best to love her and make up for his mistakes.

Wen Yanqing applied the ointment and planted kisses on her back.

“It’s done,” he said gently.

“Looks like I can’t wear anything that shows my midriff anymore; it’ll look awful to anyone who looks,” Lin Gantang sighed, worried about the scar that would be left around her waist.

She examined her right forearm and grew increasingly worried.

Her father was right; she was quite unlucky.

Never had she ever suffered such pain in her life, but who was she to complain? The heavens had gifted her with this second lease of life; this interest was nothing by comparison.

“I think there’s a plastic surgery department in the hospital. I’ll go and ask them what can be done when I recover,” she said after she thought it through.

Wen Yanqing studied her waist, saying, “It’s not as bad as it looks. Some laser treatment should solve the scarring issue, though it’ll hurt.

“Don’t underestimate what a woman will do in pursuit of beauty! A little pain is nothing.” Lin Gantang was more determined than ever.

“Here, here. You’ll need to take your medicine and apply the ointment first. It’ll lessen the likelihood of scarring,” Wen Yanqing said.

Lin Gantang felt that it made sense.

The way she nodded obediently was adorable. Wen Yanqing was about to kiss her again when a knock sounded at the door.

He stopped himself, allowing Lin Gantang to push him away gently, a cheeky smile on her face..

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