Without saying anything, he stretched out his hand in front of Lan Shuang, as if waiting for her to bandage him.

Lan Shuang almost laughed out loud, this man is really...

She raised her bitten hand and looked at it. There were a row of red tooth marks at the tiger's mouth. The skin was broken in some places and bloodshot oozed out, but other places were fine.

"Xiao Baba, Jiang Han doesn't have rabies, right?"

This is her biggest concern now.

888: "...No, the host can rest assured that he has no other illnesses except bipolar disorder and is very healthy."

"That's good." Lan Shuang felt relieved and treated her hands first. After disinfecting and applying ointment, she wrapped a layer of gauze around it. It wasn't that serious, but it would still be difficult if it got wet. So it would be more reliable to wrap it around.

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Then she looked at Jiang Han who was still holding out his hand tenaciously.

"Aren't you tired from holding it all the time?" Lan Shuang gave him a helpless look.

Jiang Han glanced at her through the gap in her hair and said in a hoarse voice, "Why did you come in?"

"You were smashing things in there. I thought something happened. Can't you come in and take a look?" Lan Shuang blinked: "What's the problem?"

Jiang Han twitched his lips: "You see my secret, are you not afraid that I will kill you and silence you?"

Lan Shuang pulled him to sit down by the bed, picked up the alcohol cotton ball and carefully cleaned his wound. When he felt it was almost done, he applied the medicine again, with a focused expression as if he was doing academic research.

Jiang Han lowered his eyes and looked at her. The slightly upward corners of her eyes looked particularly beautiful from this angle.

Then his eyes moved down and landed on her slender neck. Jiang Han stared at her for a long time, and finally looked away and looked elsewhere.

"Does it hurt?" Lan Shuang asked casually while bandaging him.

Jiang Han shook his head, but then he didn't hear Lan Shuang's reply. He turned around and found that she didn't look up and didn't see her at all, so he had to say condescendingly: "It doesn't hurt."

Lan Shuang carefully wrapped gauze around his hand, thought about it, curled her lips, and tied a bow for him.

Jiang Han: "..."

"Okay." Lan Shuang smiled, packed up the medical kit and put it back into the distance, exhaling a long breath, "I knew I wouldn't come in, but now it's okay, I even put a hand in."

She stretched out her injured hand and put it together with Jiang Han's.

At first glance, it looks like a couple getting hurt.

Jiang Han looked at hers, pointed at his bow and asked in a bad tone: "Explain it?"

Lan Shuang spread her hands: "A macho man and a bow tie go better together."

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes and stared at her dangerously.

Lan Shuang smiled and stepped back toward the door: "Well, it's getting late. I have to go back to bed. Good night."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Han stood up and grabbed her arm, lifted her up and threw her on the bed.

Lan Shuang: "Hey——"

She bounced on the soft big bed, rolled to the side, turned over and looked at Jiang Han in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Han turned off the light, locked the door, climbed up from the other side, "Sleep."

Lan Shuang: "Ah? Isn't this bad?"

It was pitch black in front of her eyes. Lan Shuang couldn't see anyone and could only identify her position by listening to the sound. She felt that the bed beside her slowly sank, and then the body temperature of another person touched it.

Lan Shuang's eyes widened slightly. Jiang Han reached out and pulled her over, then turned over and lay on her side, hugging Lan Shuang from behind and said, "Sleep."

Lan Shuang: "..."

That’s how I slept.

"Why do you feel different from how you felt during the day?"

She didn't mention the illness, but asked from another angle.

Jiang Han didn't speak or close his eyes. He opened his eyes and felt the reaction of his body. He didn't reject Lan Shuang's approach, which was strange.

In the past, whenever a woman tried to approach him, he would instinctively feel nauseated and convulsed.

But starting from the box today, his body seemed to be malfunctioning.

"Huh? Asleep?"

Lan Shuang didn't hear his answer and whispered.

Jiang Han said in a deep voice: "What's the difference?"

Lan Shuang moved, adjusted her posture, and said softly: "I don't feel so cold anymore. You seem more real now."

I don't know which word touched Jiang Han's nerves, and he actually smiled.

The low laughter burned through the sensitive nerves in her back. Lan Shuang stiffened. It was really foul for someone with a nice voice to laugh.

"Go to sleep, just for today."

Jiang Han said something with such unclear meaning.

What does today mean? Lan Shuang wanted to ask him, but he hugged her tighter and stopped talking.

After struggling for so long, Lan Shuang's hand still ached slightly, so she thought about it and stopped asking.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.

The next day Lan Shuang was awakened by the sound of voices outside.

She sat up in a daze and found that there was no one around her. She was dazed for a while before gradually waking up. It seemed that it was Qi Yuan's voice outside.

"Master Jiang, did you sleep with her last night?"

He was so shocked that he even shouted out loud.

Lan Shuang frowned, "I just hugged him and fell asleep, why are you so surprised? It's not that big of a deal, right?"

She got out of bed and walked to the door, leaning against the door panel and eavesdropping openly.

"how?"

Jiang Han's voice was very calm and his tone was normal.

Qi Yuan scratched his head: "But...but weren't you unable to accept women before? You didn't even allow your servants to wear perfume, so how could you sleep with her?"

Qi Yuan pointed to the direction of the bedroom and said in an excited tone: "Besides, her details haven't been found out yet. What if it's not good for you? It's too dangerous for you to just keep her by your side and share the same bed.

Got it!"

Jiang Han looked indifferent and raised his eyes to look at him: "So what if he is an undercover sent by someone else?"

Qi Yuan: "Ah?"

"There is no one who cannot be bribed."

Jiang Han picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water. After a while, he said: "If there is, then the conditions offered are not good enough."

Qi Yuan: "...That's true."

"Find out her details as soon as possible and give me a copy, and then go rush to get her dress ready."

Qi Yuan was helpless: "Yes."

Lan Shuang heard that there was no sound outside, and quickly turned around and went to the bathroom inside.

The next second the door was opened from the outside.

Jiang Han glanced at the empty big bed, paused, and then heard the faint sound of water. He walked to the bathroom door and saw Lan Shuang washing her face inside.

Through the frosted glass door, Lan Shuang's figure was faintly visible, and Jiang Han couldn't help but think of the warm and soft touch last night.

There is no strong perfume smell, and the light fragrance on the body is probably the smell of shower gel, which smells good.

Jiang Han was lost in thought.

Soon Lan Shuang opened the door and came out, and saw Jiang Han standing against the wall, wearing light gray casual clothes, which made him look much younger, like a college student.

"Master Jiang." Lan Shuang's attitude did not change. Jiang Han came back to look at her and said, "Your hands..."

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