The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife Novel - Chapter 254
254 Heartless Scholar
“Thank you, Doctor Sun. I’ll remember that.”
Zhao Zhan covered Yue Jiaojiao’s eyes with one hand and stared at Doctor Sun’s hands.
When the powder was applied to the wound, her brows would furrow.
When Doctor Sun was done, Zhao Zhan heaved a long sigh of relief. He stood up and wrung a warm handkerchief from the side, then turned around and carefully wiped the sweat off Yue Jiaojiao’s forehead. “Does it still hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt as much anymore. Doctor Sun was very careful.”
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Zhao Zhan’s heart finally relaxed when she looked better. He turned to look at Doctor Sun and thanked him profusely.
“If you have the time, why don’t you make two good dishes for me instead? The pickled fish during the New Year is very much to my liking. If you’re willing to make it, I’ll ask Jiyan to chisel the ice and catch a big fish right now.”
“There’s no need to trouble him. I’ll bring Chengfeng up the mountain later and catch one for you,” Zhao Zhan said as he placed his fingers on Yue Jiaojiao’s shoulder and massaged it. “When the food is ready, I’ll call you from the back.”
“Alright, then I’ll be here processing the medicinal ingredients.”
Seeing that Doctor Sun had left happily, Zhao Zhan went to the study room to get a stack of storybooks and placed them on the bed. He went back and fiddled with something. He only came back after a long while. “It won’t be convenient for you to flip through books in this state, so I made this for you.”
As he spoke, he placed the things he had in his hand on the bedside and pointed to the pile of books. “Which one do you want to read?”
“I haven’t finished reading the book I read last time, The Wife of a Heartless Scholar.”
The title of the book made Zhao Zhan’s fingers freeze in mid-air for a moment. He then flipped through the book and took it out from the middle. “Where did you last stop?”
Yue Jiaojiao’s eyes darted around. She had wanted to say the number of pages but changed her mind when the words were on the tip of her tongue. “I think it was when the wife was crying and wailing, and the poor scholar was indulging in extreme lust. It was about the scholar seeking pleasure in a brothel. She was looking at him in the midst of extreme pleasure.”
“Jiaojiao…” Zhao Zhan’s ears were red as he frantically handed the page to her. “Have you read this before?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Yue Jiaojiao’s eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. “You’re so smart.”
Zhao Zhan’s lips were tightly pursed, and he could feel a layer of heat rising from his face. He placed the book on the wooden board that he had just brought over, and then placed a small wooden strip wrapped in a layer of wax in Yue Jiaojiao’s hand. “You just need to use this to flip the pages. This way, you don’t have to hold the book all the time, and your wrist won’t hurt.”
Yue Jiaojiao was sitting on the bed with a big soft pillow behind her back.
The charcoal fire in the room dispelled the coldness in the room. She raised her head slightly to look at Zhao Zhan, and then smiled sweetly. “Zhao Zhan, come here. I have a secret to share with you.”
Zhao Zhan obediently lowered his head and leaned over. Right then, a loud bang sounded in the room. Zhao Zhan was stunned, and only the sweet and melodious laughter of the woman could be heard.
“Alright, you should go back to your work. I can’t wait for dinner.”
Her lips were stopped halfway through her words.
Zhao Zhan cupped her tender face in his hands and sat on the edge of the bed, half of his body pressed tightly against hers.
Yue Jiaojiao’s slender waist uncontrollably bent backward at an unbelievable angle.
Zhao Zhan’s right hand pulled her into his embrace with light force. His eyes trembled as he deepened the kiss.
The rest of Yue Jiaojiao’s words were drowned out by this entangling kiss. In the end, she was so dizzy from the kiss. Her arms were wrapped around Zhao Zhan’s neck, and her cheeks were extremely red.
