A Kiss Would Also Do

The Yan Xi in front of him made Gu Shen feel unfamiliar.

In front of him, Yan Xi used to only show disgust and argue with him endlessly. But now, she was dependent on him and looked at him expectantly.

She even hoped that he would come closer.

As Gu Shen approached Yan Xi, he became solemn and more intimidating, as if he really wanted to give her a hug.

Feeling inexplicably nervous, Yan Xi was considering whether she should close her eyes.

When he was one inch away from her, Gu Shen stopped and said with a mocking tone, "Yan Xi, put away your thoughts. I don't have time to play these silly games with you.

"Yan Xi, put away your thoughts about playing silly tricks with me, I don't have time to waste on them."

"So be it!" Yan Xi thought to herself, pouting. Suddenly, she leaned over and kissed Gu Shen on the cheek.

With an innocent expression, she said, "This will do just fine."

Gu Shen was stunned. His face was still expressionless, but his ears that were covered by his hair were slightly red.

There was a hint of panic in his stiff tone. "Don't do this again."

Yan Xi asked, "Why? Don't you like it? Then we can shake hands too." She quickly reached out her hand and used some strength to grab Gu Shen's hand.

"Stop it."

Gu Shen was not used to being so close to others and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back.

"Stop moving. It hurts." Yan Xi pouted. "It hurts when you move."

The warmth from her hand traveled to Gu Shen's palm. Gu Shen put down his hand helplessly.

Yan Xi was secretly happy, but she did not say anything else. Her eyes wandered around and involuntarily landed on Gu Shen's lap.

All the hardships in Gu Shen's life came from his legs.

If his legs were not crippled, he would not have been abandoned by the Gu family, nor would he be given the cold shoulder by others, including the Host.

He lost all his pride because of his crippled legs.

But even if he could only sit in a wheelchair, Gu Shen was still able to build a massive business empire and control the Gu family with an iron grip.

When she was reading the book, Yan Xi could not help but wonder if he would be able to achieve more if the male supporting character's legs were fine. Now that he was right in front of her, she believed this firmer.

She wanted to use her medical skills to heal him so that his legs, which looked no different from a normal person's, could stand steadily on the ground. However, she had never done any surgery before and did not understand the medical institutions of this world, so she reckoned it was best to wait and see.

It would be great if his mentor, Zheng Ming, was here too. He had done a lot of research in this area. Even in a primitive society, Zheng Ming could still carry out an operation with a rock.

Gu Shen had already noticed Yan Xi's gaze. The woman opposite him had her head lowered and there was no emotion on her face.

But Gu Shen knew that she loathed his legs, loathed his inability to stand up, and loathed everything about him.

Slowly, as the redness dissipated, a solemn expression crept upon his face.

Yan Xi sighed and asked with concern, "Does your leg still hurt?"

…

The family doctor rushed over with the first-aid kit. She quickly removed the bandages and helped Yan Xi apply the medicine again.

Yan Xi suddenly said, "Give me an anti-inflammatory injection later."

The doctor asked, "Is your wound infected?"

"There was an inflammation last night, but it eased after I took the anti-inflammatory medicine. It's probably because the wound wasn't completely cleaned when it was debrided." Yan Xi spoke very naturally, as if she knew these things very well.

"It's my negligence. I'll give you an injection later."

The family doctor was puzzled, wondering when did she get to know all these.